Jiang Ning looked at Song Jia, whose face was pale, and felt heartbroken.
What kind of hatred could possibly lead her to suffer such retribution?
Last time at the hospital, she could only see that Song Jia had mild signs of poisoning, but this time she was 100% certain that Song Jia had been poisoned.
The blood she drew from Song Jia's body was analyzed on an analyzer, and it was found that the formaldehyde level in her body was 10,000 times higher than the standard.
What does this mean?
If a normal person is exposed to formaldehyde, even formaldehyde vapor, they will experience dizziness and headaches. Those who fall into a coma are practically ingesting formaldehyde like water.
Formaldehyde is colorless and odorless. Could it be that someone gave her formaldehyde directly?
We'll only know the answer to this question once she wakes up.
The spring water was transported throughout her body via her blood vessels, but an hour passed and there was no sign of improvement.
Fortunately, blood analysis showed that the formaldehyde levels had dropped significantly.
The IV drip is flowing too slowly; we can only wait.
At this moment, Huo Xiao came to the visiting window, looked through the glass, his eyes were red and bloodshot.
Lin Chen comforted him, saying:
"The hospital has given her new medication, and Song Jia will definitely pull through. If she hasn't woken up in two hours, we'll transfer her to the city hospital."
When Lin Chen and Jiang Ning arrived, they found that He Xiao was on the verge of a breakdown, so they took over the work of coordinating with the hospital.
Jiang Ning suggested to the doctor that they use the new drug, while Lin Chen contacted the city hospital.
The city hospital has ambulances, and they can send one whenever needed.
Of course, it's not cheap either. The county town is 80 kilometers away from the city, and an ambulance costs 200 yuan.
Fortunately, after more than an hour, Song Jia's fingers moved, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Ignoring the doctor's attempts to stop him, He Xiao rushed into the ward.
"Jiajia, is there anything else that hurts?" He held Song Jia's hand, both happy and nervous.
Song Jia's face was deathly pale, but she managed a slight smile.
"I just have a bit of a headache. What's wrong with me?"
Formaldehyde has a numbing effect on nerves, and her head was still throbbing. She couldn't remember why she was in the hospital again.
He Xiao clenched his fist:
"The hospital has already diagnosed you with poisoning, but they don't know what kind of poison it is. The hospital's resources are limited, so they can't find out."
Think about it, did you eat anything before you fainted?
Song Jia frowned as she recalled the events, her head aching more and more with each thought, until finally she clutched her head in pain.
She couldn't remember anything at all!
Seeing her in such pain, Jiang Ning stopped He Xiao from asking any questions.
"Let's wait until her condition stabilizes before making any decisions."
He Xiao nodded helplessly, cupping Song Jia's face in his hands to comfort her:
"Okay, Jiajia, don't overthink it. Let me feed you something."
Jiang Ning and Lin Chen sat to the side, watching He Xiao feed Song Jia porridge like he was coaxing a child.
After they finished the porridge and coaxed her to sleep, the group quietly left the ward.
"Jiang Ning, thank you for suggesting the doctor use the new drug. If she continues to be in a coma, the consequences will be unimaginable."
He Xiao expressed his sincere gratitude to Jiang Ning and Lin Chen.
Jiang Ning, with a grave expression, reminded him: "Jiajia was poisoned this time while she was on guard, so the poison must have been very insidious, for example, colorless and odorless. Moreover, her activity range is very small; she's either with you or in the office. It's highly likely that someone she knows committed the crime."
Think about it carefully, has she offended anyone recently? Is she holding a grudge against someone...?
While Song Jia was unconscious, He Xiao's mind was foggy. Hearing Jiang Ning's analysis, he felt it made a lot of sense and pressed for an answer:
"Then what do you suggest we do? It seems Jiajia won't be able to go to work anymore."
Jiang Ning paused for a moment and suggested, "You definitely won't be happy if we don't find out who's behind this. Since the police can't do anything, let the culprit reveal themselves..."
In order to maintain stable production, the textile factory did not take the matter seriously. The police went through the formalities but found nothing and did not investigate further.
He Xiao thought Jiang Ning's suggestion was good, and soon returned to work as usual.
His mother, upon hearing that Song Jia was in the hospital, took a few days off to come and take care of her.
Of course, Jiang Ning didn't forget to mention buying Dacron to He Xiao.
He Xiao told her that the cotton he sold her last time was a special case, and that if she wanted to get some Dacron fabric now, he could help her arrange it, but it had to be done through his company.
When Jiang Ning and Lin Chen returned, they were a little disappointed.
It seems that Lin Chen's plan to source the goods himself is not going to work.
The two returned to the village supply and marketing cooperative, intending to buy some things to take home.
From the back office came Director Zhang's dejected roar:
"Damn it, I call every day to ask if they have any in stock, and it's always the same answer: out of stock!"
The sales clerk next to him suggested, "Director Zhang, why don't you make a trip yourself?"
With goods in such short supply, how can we rely solely on phone calls?
Procurement means going out and about. Sometimes, in order to grab some supplies, we don't hesitate to take a gun with us!
Director Zhang's face darkened: "Who do I know? You think I can run around like that? I can't even get through the gates of the textile factory!"
Lin Chen, who was listening nearby, smiled knowingly, patted Jiang Ning on the shoulder, and said softly:
"You pick out your things here, I'll be right back."
He walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, leaving Jiang Ning with a puzzled look in his eyes.
A few minutes later, Minister Lin, who had previously fooled Director Zhang, reappeared.
Limited by circumstances, he blackened his face, put on a fake beard, changed into a floral shirt, and, without a briefcase, somehow got hold of a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
When he came in, he swayed his body with a roguish look on his face, which made Jiang Ning unable to help but chuckle.
He's really something.
His appearance immediately attracted the attention of the sales clerk.
After recognizing the person, she quickly called Director Zhang out.
"Director, come quick, that swindler from last time is here."
When Director Zhang came out, he saw that it was indeed the same swindler who had impersonated a minister last time.
He immediately jumped out, intending to grab Lin Chen by the collar and teach him a lesson.
To his surprise, Lin Chen was much taller than him. Not only did he dodge him, but he also bent Lin Chen's hand behind his back and restrained him.
"Director Zhang, don't get so angry. Even though I cheated you last time, you didn't lose out! This time, I'm here to discuss another business deal with you."
Unable to break free, Director Zhang said irritably:
"What kind of business? If you're so capable, then actually get me a batch of Dacron."
Lin Chen laughed heartily: "That's exactly why I came to find you."
He released Director Zhang, and the two went to the office, where they chatted over tea.
“If textile factories could sell their products to individuals, you wouldn’t have had the opportunity to cooperate with me.”
After Lin Chen finished explaining his plan, he crossed his legs and drank his tea, giving Director Zhang time to consider it.
One is out of stock, and the other is missing a stamp; they could indeed cooperate.
“Okay, when do I pick up the goods?” He readily agreed.
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