The Official Ladder: I ascend to the pinnacle of power, wielding the power of life and death.

"What's wrong with Standing Committee Member Long?"

Qiao Xiaomai looked puzzled.

"Shouldn't answering the phone cause this much trouble?"

Liu Wenshan, equally puzzled, asked, "Standing Committee Member Long, are you alright?"

Long Shaolin clutched his neck, his face growing paler and paler.

"Oh no, Standing Committee Member Long has choked! Get him to the hospital immediately!"

Just as the group was frantically trying to help Long Shaolin to the hospital, Jiang Yiming saw what was happening and quickly said, "Committee Member Long is about to die; we need to force out what's stuck in his throat as soon as possible."

"We...we can't figure it out."

Qiao Xiaomai patted Long Shaolin's back hard, but still couldn't force the beef ball out.

"Get out of the way, I'll take over."

Jiang Yiming quickly walked behind Long Shaolin, assuming a stance with his front leg bent and his back leg extended. He then positioned Long Shaolin on his bent thighs, tilting his body slightly forward. He then extended both arms forward from under Long Shaolin's armpits, encircling him. His left hand formed a fist, and his right hand grasped the left wrist from the front, placing the base of his left fist against the center of Long Shaolin's upper abdomen, below his chest and above his navel, creating a "surrounding" position. Suddenly, he forcefully tightened his arms, applying intense pressure with his left fist towards the upper inside of Long Shaolin's abdomen, forcing it to sink in.

After applying pressure, immediately relax your arm and then repeat the process.

After seven or eight repetitions, Long Shaolin suddenly spat out the entire beef ball.

wheeeeeeeeeeeee...

Long Shaolin sat down in the chair, panting heavily, his pale face slowly regaining its color.

"Shao Lin, are you alright?"

Ma Qiyun was filled with worry. If something happened to Long Shaolin, they would all have to take responsibility.

Long Shaolin shook his head and said, "I just got a call from home and got so excited that I ate a beef ball. I can't spit it out no matter what I do."

He then looked at Jiang Yiming and said, "Brother Jiang, what method did you use just now? How did you make me spit out the beef ball in just a few moments?"

"This is the Heimlich maneuver, invented by American physician Dr. Heimlich. It involves the abdomen sinking down, causing the contents of the abdominal cavity to rise, which forces the diaphragm to rise and compress the lungs and bronchi. Each thrust can provide a certain amount of air to the airway, thereby expelling the foreign object from the trachea."

Jiang Yiming explained.

"Brother Jiang, you know so much!"

Long Shaolin was stunned, but that didn't stop him from feeling that Jiang Yiming was awesome.

"Shao Lin, you may not know Yi Ming's other identity."

Ma Qiyun smiled and said, "A top student from the Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he studied under Professor Wei Xianmin."

"No wonder he knows medicine."

Long Shaolin said solemnly, "Brother Jiang, you saved my life. I will remember this kindness. I'll treat you to a meal another day."

"Shao Lin, is everything alright at home?"

Ma Qiyun inquired.

The fact that Long Shaolin reacted so strongly suggests that the matter was definitely not trivial.

"Nothing."

Long Shaolin was clearly unwilling to speak, or perhaps the occasion was inappropriate and he couldn't speak.

Everyone had drunk their fill, and then the party ended.

"Yiming, I'm going back to Xinping County. You should focus on your studies."

Ma Qiyun said, "You can use Long Shaolin's matter as your trump card, but don't rely on others too much. After all, Long Shaolin is Long Shaolin, and the Long family is the Long family."

"If you encounter a truly critical situation, Long Shaolin's willingness to step in to help you does not mean that the Long family will step in to help you."

"I'll say it again. You can make more friends, but if you don't have the ability to provide value to your friends, don't ever think about relying on them. Otherwise, you'll only be disappointed in them."

"Thank you for your reminder, Secretary. I will keep it in mind."

After seeing Ma Qiyun off, Jiang Yiming walked on the road. The hot wind blowing on his cheeks made him a little more awake.