Ruan Qingling even quickly took the tube from the nurse's hand and shoved it directly into the nurse's throat.
Ruan Qingling was both fast and accurate.
Old Wu greatly admired Ruan Qingling's technique, and even Old Zeng next to him looked surprised.
But at this moment, no one had the mind to think about anything else. After the gastric tube was inserted, the solution was infused.
Fang Cheng's hand was scratched by the other person's fingernails, leaving a long mark. He glanced down at it, then looked at Ruan Qingling's actions.
Some things were exported.
He said, "Send someone into the city first and bring back the pyridoxine immediately."
To eliminate residual toxins, an antidote is also needed.
Otherwise, there's still no way to completely save the person.
It took half an hour to cleanse the stomach.
The person on the bed gradually calmed down after initially struggling intensely.
The electrocardiogram showed normal results, but the patient needs an IV infusion to adjust the concentration of the medication in the blood.
All of this was arranged by Fang Cheng.
Ruan Qingling was too nervous when she took the feeding tube, and now that she has relaxed, her hand is sore.
Just then, Zhao Dongsheng arrived with his men to find out what was going on.
Ruan Qingling glanced at them and then quietly stood to the side.
Zhao Dongsheng asked Fang Cheng, "How is Lu Qiu doing now?"
Fang Cheng said, "We still need to observe for now."
Zhao Dongsheng's eyes turned cold, revealing his authority: "You must make sure he recovers, otherwise..."
Otherwise what?
He stopped speaking there, but glanced at Ruan Qingling out of the corner of his eye.
Ruan Qingling looked at Zhao Dongsheng and sneered inwardly. That one glance even gave her a hunch that Zhao Dongsheng's words might be related to Song Shiting.
What is Lu Qiu's true identity?
Was his taking medicine related to Song Shiting inquiring about him?
Why take medicine for such a small thing?
The next second, she heard Lao Zeng call her name.
Ruan Qingling couldn't listen any longer and could only leave with Lao Zeng.
Halfway there, she asked, "Teacher, why did that person just drink pesticide?"
Old Zeng now has feelings for Ruan Qingling.
Turning back, he said, "I don't know how he ingested the pesticide. Let the police handle that. You did a good job just now. Have you done this before?"
Ruan Qingling nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I used to raise rabbits, cats and dogs. I treated them all when they got sick. I also helped my friends treat their dogs."
Liu Mei snorted from the side: "...You're really brave. You've owned cats and dogs, so you dare to lay a hand on a person?"
Ruan Qingling glanced at her and said, "What's the problem? At that time, we were just trying anything, even if it seemed hopeless."
She spoke in a simple and natural way.
Old Zeng frowned slightly.
Liu Mei snorted again: "Why are you trying to save a dead horse? Do you know that's a human life, not a cat or a dog?"
Ruan Qingling glanced at her: "If you want to play the saint, I have nothing to say. At that time, you should use whatever method you have. That's what a doctor should do in a crisis."
Liu Mei pouted angrily. Ruan Qingling actually dared to say that she had no potential to be a doctor.
She looked at Old Zeng: "Teacher, do you think that with her barbaric behavior, if we hadn't been lucky today, she might have killed someone?"
Old Zeng said, "Doctors should have a benevolent heart. Sometimes you have to be flexible. When you see the outcome and know that something must be done, you still have to do it seriously."
"Ruan did a good job today. Of course, I'm not saying that I condone your reckless actions. The methods for treating cats and dogs are different from those for treating people. If you're lucky, you might be able to use your healing skills, but if you're unlucky, you might just kill the person. So, unless you're absolutely certain, you must not act rashly."
"However, you are now learning from me and you are serious about it. If you study hard, you will become a promising talent."
Old Zeng's last words were an affirmation of her.
Ruan Qingling nodded and said, "I have remembered your teachings, teacher."
Liu Mei was so angry that she almost choked to death from the breath she was holding in.
However, when Ruan Qingling returned at noon, Song Shiting was not at home.
He usually cooks meals and waits for her to come home. This time, the rice was in the pot, but it was moved away halfway through cooking...
Ruan Qingling narrowed her eyes slightly, a bad feeling already creeping into her heart.
So, Song Shiting went out after cooking only half of the meal?
What's making him so anxious?
People from the Song family?
Song Lao Er?
Zhao Dongsheng's gaze reminded her of the police station.
My heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Ruan Qingling didn't bother to cook for herself. She took the kettle, poured herself a bowl of water, drank it down, and then rode her bicycle to the police station.
As soon as she arrived, she encountered Xiao Jiang, who was squatting at the door.
Xiao Jiang was squatting by the door, holding his head in his hands, clearly very distressed.
Ruan Qingling called out, "Little Jiang."
When Xiao Jiang looked up and saw Ruan Qingling, a look of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
Ruan Qingling stopped her bicycle and asked, "Xiao Jiang, why are you squatting by the door?"
Xiao Jiang opened his mouth, paused for two seconds, and then replied, "I'm waiting for Director Zhao."
Ruan Qingling asked, "Have you met your Director Song before?"
Xiao Jiang paused for a second before answering, "I've seen it."
Ruan Qingling asked, "Where is he?"
Xiao Jiang looked inside and said, "He's inside."
Ruan Qingling frowned and asked, "Did something happen?"
Xiao Jiang scratched his head and said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you go inside and ask?"
When Ruan Qingling went in, she saw Song Shiting sitting upright in a chair, writing something.
Is he alright?
Ruan Qingling softly called out, "Song Shiting."
Song Shiting looked up and suddenly saw Ruan Qingling. Remembering that he hadn't finished cooking, he said, "What are you doing here? Lunch isn't ready yet! Let's go out and get something to eat?"
When did you start caring about her eating?
Ruan Qingling felt a mix of sweetness and confusion: "I know, I want to know why you suddenly ran away halfway through."
Song Shiting looked at her and said casually, "Come and write a report."
Ruan Qingling had already walked up to him and asked suspiciously, "Why are you suddenly being asked to write a report?"
Song Shiting looked down at the pen: "Lu Qiu swallowing pesticide has something to do with me."
That's how I guessed it.
Ruan Qingling looked at Song Shiting.
Song Shiting looked intently at Ruan Qingling and finally made a decision: "If these things will implicate you, let's get a divorce first."
When Ruan Qingling heard his words, she hesitated for a second, then felt a pang of heartache.
"Lu Qiu is not dead. He has been rescued and his vital signs are currently normal."
Song Shiting was slightly taken aback, as if he had breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Ruan Qingling asked, puzzled, "What exactly happened?"
Song Shiting didn't say anything, but wrote a number on the paper: "Go outside and make this call. Tell Zhou Xiangdong to go find my old boss and briefly explain what's going on here. They'll investigate on their own."
Ruan Qingling asked anxiously, "Song Shiting, what trouble have you run into?"
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