"Doctor, I just fed my mom, and right after she finished eating, she said her breathing was a bit uncomfortable, so I hurried to call you," the patient's family member said as soon as the doctor arrived.
Xiao Li walked over to the patient to check her condition and noticed that she was indeed having trouble breathing, so she asked the family member, "What did you feed her tonight?"
The family member replied, "Taro rice, my mom loves small taros, and she hasn't had anything tasty in her mouth for a few days in the hospital. I asked the doctor, and they said it was okay to eat, so I had my wife make it!"
"Small taros, did you cut them into pieces?" Xiao Li asked with a frown.
"No! They're small taros that don't need cutting, they cook quickly, and you can easily bite into them when eating."
Xiao Li took out a stethoscope and listened, then climbed onto the bed to press the patient's chest a few times. The patient spat out a small piece of taro.
