Chapter 55 Food Poisoning
The captain looked at the bowls of meat soup on the table with confusion, and then looked at several young military comrades.
I was wondering whether I should tell them that Song Shuyan said the meat was poisonous.
Let’s not talk about it. If something really goes wrong with the food, he will be to blame.
Tell them, I’m afraid they will misunderstand.
It's poisonous, yet you still serve it to them?
The broth on the table gave off an enticing aroma. Several new recruits, who had been hungry for most of the day, had rumbling stomachs and restrained their gaze from looking down at the table.
Zhou Jingshen's heavy gaze fell on the captain, who felt uneasy.
"Captain, is there anything I can do for you?"
Zhou Jingshen opened his thin lips slightly and asked coldly.
The captain gritted his teeth, took a few steps forward, sat down across from him, and whispered, "Song Zhiqing said this broth is poisonous and can't be drunk."
“But the villagers didn’t believe it.”
"Comrade Zhou, you're very knowledgeable. What do you think about whether or not we can eat the poultry that died in the flood?"
Several soldiers were stunned when they heard this. What? Such a delicious broth is poisonous?
They looked hesitant. That's not possible, right?
White steam rises from the bowl and the aroma of meat fills the air.
They swallowed their saliva and were confused about whether they should drink the soup.
Zhou Jingshen frowned and looked cold, his expression solemn. "Are you saying that this broth was made from poultry that drowned in the flood?"
The captain thought to himself, isn't this very obvious?
If they hadn't been drowned by the flood, which village would be willing to slaughter pigs during this unusual festival?
Zhou Jingshen made a prompt decision, "You can't eat it!"
The captain's heart skipped a beat. It was over. Most of the villagers had drunk it. He broke out in a cold sweat and asked in astonishment, "Will eating it really cause food poisoning?"
Zhou Jingshen nodded heavily.
For a long time, after every flood, many villagers in the affected villages would fall ill.
At first, they thought it was caused by the crowded environment and poor sanitary conditions.
Looking back now, the villages infected with the plague had one thing in common: they ate drowned poultry.
The captain's feet were shaking, his hands were trembling, he swallowed nervously, and his voice trembled, "What should I do?"
Oh my god!
In the entire village, except for a few educated youth, everyone ate the meat soup!
The light in the eyes of the young soldiers disappeared completely.
He struggled to move his eyes away from the bowls of broth.
"Pour out the remaining broth and ask Song Zhiqing if there's any way to remedy the situation."
Zhou Jingshen calmly gave the captain some advice.
"I'll go right away!"
The captain stamped his feet a few times, calmed himself, and ran to the kitchen. "Aunt Wu, pour out the remaining broth! You can't drink it! It's poisonous!"
"Where's Song Zhiqing?"
"Which room does she live in?"
The villagers who were still eating the meat soup looked up and looked at the captain with confusion, who looked nervous and anxious.
What's going on?
Is the captain crazy?
A middle-aged man drank the remaining broth in his bowl in one gulp, put down the bowl, and smugly complained to the man sitting next to him, "Captain, how can you believe everything you hear?"
"It's been a while since the first person in line finished their broth, and nothing happened."
"What's poisonous?"
"Isn't Song Zhiqing's words alarmist?"
The thin man sitting next to him clutched his stomach, his face wrinkled. "No, I really have a stomachache!"
The middle-aged man paused, his neck stiffly turning around, "No way? Are you hallucinating?"
The thin man felt as if his intestines were twisted together in his stomach. The throbbing pain made it difficult for him to adapt. He could not sit still, so he squatted down and curled up into a ball to relieve the discomfort.
He spoke with difficulty and intermittently, "I... I don't think... it's an illusion." He was about to cry, "I, I... I really have a stomachache!"
The middle-aged man also became anxious, "How does it hurt? Dajun?"
He helped the man up and shouted, "Captain! Something bad has happened! Dajun has a stomachache!"
The captain who led Song Shuyan out from the other end of the corridor felt a chill in his heart.
It’s over.
Something really happened!
Song Shuyan was also shocked. Could the food poisoning cure be so quick?
She recalled the first time she cooked, the green beans were not fried thoroughly. About two or three hours after she ate them, she suddenly vomited and had diarrhea and felt uncomfortable all night.
Fortunately, the problem was not serious. I continued to vomit for half a day the next day. Due to special circumstances, I could not go out to the hospital, so I recovered without taking any medicine.
The captain pointed with trembling fingers at the army that was huddled together, clutching their stomachs. "What should we do? Song Zhiqing? He, he..."
You won’t die, right?
Song Shuyan pursed his lips tightly.
How would she know what to do?
She is not a doctor.
She recalled that she had food poisoning and couldn't help vomiting. She basically didn't leave the bathroom all night, vomiting at the sink, and then had diarrhea.
It repeats itself over and over again.
If you feel uncomfortable after vomiting, rinse your mouth and drink large cups of warm water with salt and sugar to prevent dehydration.
For now, the only option is to try and induce vomiting!
Someone is faster than them.
Zhou Jingshen heard someone shouting that their stomach hurt, so he stretched out his long legs and walked over quickly.
He helped the man up and observed him for a moment, then said, "Hit his throat to induce vomiting!"
No, no need to induce vomiting!
Da Jun pushed away the people who were supporting him and surrounding him, staggered out, and vomited violently while holding onto the wall.
After vomiting, his expression changed and became ferocious.
Finished!
I can't hold it anymore.
Dry toilet, dry toilet!
He was in a hurry and ran into the rain in panic, heading straight for the village dry toilet.
"Ouch!"
"My stomach hurts too!"
“Help!”
Zhou Jingshen raised his head amid the rising and falling shouts, and met her gentle and calm eyes like autumn water.
Song Shuyan smiled at him with curved eyebrows.
Zhou Jingshen's lips tightened as he walked over quickly, "Song Zhiqing."
"Is there any good remedy?"
"Induce vomiting, detoxify, and relieve the poison."
"It's not a big deal, I just ate it not long ago."
Song Shuyan comforted the two powerful men around him.
The captain asked cautiously, "How do you induce vomiting? And how do you relieve it?"
"What's the antidote?"
Song Shuyan frowned, "I don't know how to detoxify either, but inducing vomiting is easy. Didn't Comrade Zhou just say that? If you can't vomit, hold your throat."
"As for purgatives, I don't think it's necessary. It's normal to have diarrhea if you eat something bad."
"As for serious cases, it's best to go to the hospital."
The team leader smiled bitterly, "Alas, it's raining heavily, and the roads are difficult to travel on. Even the tractors in the village may not be able to start a fire."
In the ancestral hall, the crying of children rose and fell.
The captain was in a bad mood.
I regret it.
If you eat this, you will have to spit it out. It’s better not to eat it.
The villagers were so regretful that they felt like their intestines were turning green. It turned out that Song Zhiqing was quite capable.
The air became turbid and smelly.
Song Shuyan frowned and almost vomited.
This smell is simply amazing!
Some people couldn't hold it in and vomited directly in the house.
Children are even more prone to urinating and defecating anywhere.
Song Shuyan covered his nose, ran out, and breathed fresh air at the gate.
Unexpectedly, there was also someone vomiting at the door. When she saw it, her face turned green.
Crazy!
What is going on?
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