Chen Xia is working the night shift today, and his colleagues are Bai Hua, Wu Shaochen, and Tao Lili. Comrade Lao Du went to the internal medicine clinic to help.

Emergency doctors are almost all night owls, and Chen Xia's arrival gave everyone a shot of excitement. So while they were not rescuing patients, everyone drank Coke and asked Chen Laoshi to talk about some common knowledge about CT.

Chen Xia had nothing to do anyway, so since the young doctors wanted to learn, he taught them. So a group of people gathered around a table, and Chen Xia wrote and drew on paper to teach them some knowledge.

Wan Lu came in from outside and saw Chen Xia and shouted happily, "The emergency room is so empty today. What are you talking about, Mr. Chen?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the four people looked up in horror.

Wu Shaochen groaned, "It's over, it's over."

Legend has it that there is a "night shift god" in the hospital. This god is very dangerous and the more you fear him, the more likely he will come.

For example, if you say that you are on duty tonight and you are free, patients will be sent to you one after another.

If you say that all the patients are safe tonight, wait, the patient in bed three will either have low blood pressure or the patient in bed four will be in respiratory distress. Anyway, you just need to slowly rescue the patients tonight.

Another example is what Chen Xia often encountered in his previous life. He would be calm and peaceful when sitting in the office, but as soon as he ordered takeout or the midnight snack was delivered, the "God of Night Shift" would never let him eat a bite, and patients would suffer from sudden illnesses one after another.

There is also an unwritten rule about night shifts, which is that you must never change shifts at will, otherwise your night shift will be very "unlucky" and you may have to do sit-ups all night long.

Don’t ask me how I know this, Mr. Chen has personally tested it and it works.

The "Night Shift God" is particularly good at bullying newcomers. Newcomers usually have to admit several inpatients during the night shift because their aura is too weak to control them. Young doctors on duty usually admit three seriously ill patients each night shift.

Also, you must not show off and must not have dangerous thoughts like "Hey, I'm not very busy tonight" or "I'm quite free tonight", because as soon as such thoughts come up, you will be slapped in the face by reality.

Even at seven o'clock in the morning, you can't relax. Chen Xia has known from personal experience that nothing counts until the last moment. Something unexpected may happen at any time. The one who laughs last is the real winner.

When he first started working, he had to admit patients every night shift, but when others handed over their shifts, they would just say, "No new patients, no special instructions," and that was it. He was so angry.

In addition, there are also taboos when ordering midnight snacks. For example, if you order Pizza Hut takeout while working the night shift in the cardiology department, there will definitely be patients with ventricular fibrillation, heart rupture, or myocardial infarction waiting for you. People in the department call it "must win, kill."

As soon as Wan Lu said this, everyone looked towards the door of the emergency room in fear, counting silently in their hearts, 1, 2, 3~~~~

Bang!

The door of the emergency room was suddenly pushed open, followed by a miserable roar: "Doctor~~Help~~~"

I saw several men carrying a middle-aged woman on a door panel and running quickly into the emergency room.

Wait, why use door panels? Isn't that unlucky?

The woman on the door panel was yelling, "Let me die, I don't want to live anymore, little girl, it's over."

The patient was agitated, and his family was even more agitated. A middle-aged man shouted, "Doctor, my wife has eaten rat poison! Hurry, help! Help!"

The woman's screams also attracted some patients' families outside to watch. Drinking pesticides to commit suicide was a popular farce in the 1980s and 1990s, and it happened in almost every village.

People at that time didn’t know what was going on. Men, women, young and old, would drink pesticides and eat rat poison when they were troubled. Was it because they tasted good?

If you really want to die, you might as well jump into the river. The problem can be solved in a few minutes, so it's still the desire to "make a fuss" that's at work. Many people who drink pesticides don't necessarily want to die, but just want to scare others out of anger.

But you have to know that with the medical conditions in the 1970s and 1980s, such scary behavior would cost you death, unless of course you ingested fake pesticides.

"Rat poison?"

Chen Xia quickly instructed, "Wan Lu, prepare the gastric lavage. Wu Shaochen, prepare the alum water."

At that time, Yuezhou People's Hospital did not have the gastric lavage device that is very common in later generations. If they encountered people who drank pesticides, took strychnine, or drank shampoo, they would force-feed them water to wash their stomachs.

If you can drink it, drink it yourself. If you can't drink it, use a tube to artificially wash your stomach, which is a painful process.

The illness was the order, and everyone took their positions. However, the patient continued to make a fuss and curse loudly, even cursing her husband's ancestors for eighteen generations. Her husband almost knelt on the ground and begged his wife for cooperation.

Chen Xia circled around the woman twice and felt something was odd. She had eaten rat poison, but why did she act like she had taken stimulants without any clinical symptoms?

But the woman's husband even brought a sample of rat poison, so there was basically no way she could escape. Chen Xia signaled with his eyes to several family members who came with her, and they all held the patient down like slaughtering a pig.

Wu Shaochen quickly performed a physical examination.

The blood pressure was high, and the heart and breathing were accelerated, probably due to the woman's prolonged cursing and agitation. There were no fasciculations, no disturbance of consciousness, and no generalized paroxysmal convulsions; all neurological tests were negative.

Chen Xia quickly asked the patient: "Sister, do you feel dizzy and want to vomit?"

"I'm going to spit on your mother's head. Get out of here. I don't want to be rescued."

The doctor's face was covered in saliva. Chen Xia closed his eyes and continued to ask questions while suppressing his nausea:

"Sister, how many fingers do I have?"

Chen Xia wanted to see if her vision was blurred, but this woman was extremely strong and she struggled while cursing:

"None of you men are good. Bah, bah, bah, bah, I don't want to save you, let me die~~~~"

Well, Chen Xia was scolded again. Just bear with it. If you hit a patient, you will be fired.

Since the patient couldn't communicate, Chen Xia directly asked the patient's family, the man who was almost kneeling on the ground, "Are you sure your wife has eaten rat poison?"

“Sure, sure, sure!”

"Okay, big sister, we're going to start gastric lavage now. Think carefully about whether you want to drink the gastric lavage solution yourself or have us force-feed you."

After saying that, Chen Xia took out a thick leather tube, gestured at her mouth, and made a vicious insertion gesture.

The woman was frightened and suddenly she realized, "I can drink it myself, I don't need you to force me to drink it."

Wu Shaochen handed over a bottle of blue alum water. The woman took a sip and spit it out. The family members around her were amazed:

"Ah, this medicine is really effective. It induced vomiting after just one sip. I'm saved, I'm saved."

Only Chen Xia and the others knew that the reason for vomiting was that the blue alum water tasted so bad and strange, just like drinking detergent, it would be strange if he didn't vomit.

But in order to achieve the therapeutic effect, you must drink five or six bottles in a row, and each bottle weighs about one kilogram.