傅玉珩 leaning against the doorframe of the hospital, fingers tapping lightly on the wood. Just now, a young man rushed in, his face pale, eyes full of fear. "Doctor, my sister, she swallowed something sharp, maybe a hairpin, her abdomen is cramping！" The young man's voice was tight, almost crying.

傅玉珩 responded calmly, "Don't panic, let me check it out." She quickly walked to the bedside, gently placed her hands on the young man's abdomen, and felt for a while. Her face showed a hint of thought. "You said she ate something sharp just now, is it a hairpin？" The young man nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, I'll go and find it."

Wait a moment, the young man ran out, and after a while had nothing to say. He sighed and said, "Doctor, what should we do now?" 傅玉珩 smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I'll find a way."

Her eyes fell on the young man's body. A sharp hairpin, stuck in the abdomen, this was a bit difficult. She thought for a while, and then asked the young man, "You said your sister is usually very healthy, have you had a fever recently？