"Is there something wrong with this soup?"
Lin Jie shuddered immediately and asked anxiously, "Sister Lanruo, is the soup poisoned?"
"Don't worry, it won't harm your body in the short term."
Shen Lanruo reassured him and explained, "After you drank a few sips of this soup, I clearly felt some kind of stimulation to the heart, with your heart rate jumping from seventy-five to eighty-five."
"This increase in frequency, although not very significant, is very abrupt. Ah Jie, I can conclude that there must be some kind of stimulant added to the soup."
Lin Jie looked at the bowl of clear old duck soup.
The weather was hot, and because of heart issues, Lin Jie had long adopted a habit of eating bland food.
Zhang Xiaoxiao and others also took care of his taste when cooking, using light salt and less oil, and not adding spicy or stimulating seasonings like chili or peppercorn.
If it's not the seasoning, maybe it's the ingredient that's the cause.
