Su Yun was also frightened.

After three tricks, why did you get rid of the person? Is it a cerebral infarction or cerebral hemorrhage? Or a myocardial infarction!

Zheng Ren had been prepared for a long time. At this time, Aunt Chen's system panel was bright red. In addition to some problems with the elderly, there was a new diagnosis - Mandala poisoning.

Before she could think about it, Zheng Renteng stood up and came to Aunt Chen in two steps, put her flat and her head side to avoid repeated aspiration of oral secretions, causing sudden death.

"Aunt Chen!" Zheng Ren shouted loudly.

Aunt Chen can still talk barely, but her hands and feet are a little difficult to use.

"Why..................?"

Her voice was hoarse and her hands and feet began to irritate.

"Yanran, hit 120!" Zheng Ren shouted and began to check his body.

The oropharynx hair is dry, the face is flushed, the voice is hoarse, the skin is dry, the pupils are already beginning to dissipate, difficulty swallowing, and tachycardia.

"Can you have a cerebral infarction?" Su Yun asked.

"No, Mandala was poisoned." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Su Yun was shocked.

"Yanran, tell..." Zheng Ren just spoke when he saw Chu Yanran had hung up the phone.

Yes, it’s useless to say it. The 120 Emergency Center will not tell the hospital the judgment of the "family".

Zheng Ren greeted Chu Yanran and Su Yun and asked them to look at Aunt Chen, so that they would not have any other situations. They stood up and took out their cell phones to call Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Wang, I, Zheng Ren."

"Well, I'm back. I'm meeting a patient with Mandala poisoning. Is Corey without Neustimin?"

"Go and borrow! If not, use pilocarpine to antagonize."

"Don't panic when the patient is sent back later. When taking the medicine, the gastric tube is used for gastric lavage. If the patient is agitated, be careful not to hurt him."

"Replenish fluids and diuretics. If the patient is agitated, it doesn't matter whether he or she is not a stomachache. It depends on the situation. This thing absorbs quickly, and I'm afraid it can't be washed out. There is nothing else, go and prepare."

After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

There were professional doctors on the side to supervise the situation, and waited until the 120 ambulance rushed over.

The doctor who came out of 120 to first aid was stunned when he entered the house.

"Mr. Zheng, are you back?"

"Well, hurry up and send the patient back." Zheng Ren said, "If you get in the car, turn on the alarm and pull it all the way back, the faster the better."

"Yeah!" The 120 emergency doctor nodded repeatedly.

Mr. Zheng’s first courtyard in Haicheng City has become a legend.

Especially from the almost omnipotent Mr. Wang, he often learned about General Zheng in the imperial capital. Everyone's subtle understanding of Zheng Ren has long reached the admiration of him.

He carried Aunt Chen onto the stretcher with all his might, but Zheng Ren did not go back.

Mandala poisoning is also a kind of food poisoning, but it is only rare. I have told Mr. Wang that no matter how many things Zheng Ren goes back, he can't do anything, and there is no need to do.

Aunt Chen was carried down and the room became quiet.

Chu Yanran's mother and another card friend followed him to the hospital, and the owner of the remaining house looked at Zheng Ren in a daze.

Zheng Ren picked up Aunt Chen's water cup, smelled the smell inside, and handed it to Su Yun.

"If you smell it, I will say that it feels a bit weird when you enter the house."

Su Yun smelled it and asked in confusion: "Boss, did Heizi inherit you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the taste of mandala." Zheng Ren said.

"Doctor, what is a mandala?" the aunt asked.

"Uh... we don't see each other here. Go a little further south, there are everywhere." Zheng Ren said.

"Is it the kind of poison written in Liang Yusheng's novels before?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, it's similar." Zheng Ren said, "All parts of the mandala plant can be used as medicine, which has cough and analgesic effects, and can be used to treat arthritis and joint pain, such as rheumatoid arthritis, rheumatoid arthritis, etc."

"Auntie, does Aunt Chen have rheumatism?" Zheng Ren asked then.

"Ah? Well!" The aunt was stunned when she heard the rheumatism. When she heard the rheumatism, she nodded repeatedly, "Yesterday I accompanied her to see a miracle doctor, saying that it was a folk remedy for the 18th generation of ancestral diseases. A pair of medicine must be cured. He said that he had cured countless people."

"..." Zheng Ren felt disgusted.

It’s also a miracle doctor, and it’s also a folk remedy passed down from 18 generations. Where was the Northeast before? It was a deserted place in the extreme north!

If you want to say that there are old Chinese medicine doctors in the south, Zheng Ren can barely believe it. Not to mention others, just Master Yan used traditional Chinese medicine to regulate his blood sugar, which is a good example.

But the Northeast...haha.

If someone who came to Guandong had such a folk remedy, he would not leave his hometown and come to the black soil to make a living.

"I caught some medicine, but it was not medicine, but the fruit of something. I have never seen it before." The aunt said: "More than a dozen, more than 1,300 yuan, and said it was one at a time, boiling water and drinking it. The miraculous doctor said that it would be fine for half a month. If it was not good, it would smash his sign."

"Where is Aunt Chen's house?" Zheng Ren asked: "You go and inform Aunt Chen's family and take a look at the water she cooked with mandala."

"Um."

The aunt was also very happy and asked the three of them to help keep a look and ran out.

"I really dare to drink anything." Su Yun sighed, "I was scared to death just now. I thought the old lady Hu Shiba Luohan had a heart attack."

"You can't take it lightly. You'll take it seriously," said Zheng Ren.

"Playing mahjong is not about winning money, but about watching the sad and angry expressions of the other three families after I was Hupai." Su Yun smiled, "Boss, once during the Chinese New Year, I was playing mahjong at home. A relative who didn't like was playing Northeast Mahjong, I even had twelve treasure clips on the floor, which made their faces black."

"Would you be fine if you have that time to read books?" Zheng Ren disagreed.

"Mr. Zheng, what is a mandala? Why don't I know?" Chu Yanran asked.

"Mandala is not called that in our place, it is a scientific name. There are many nicknames, such as dog walnuts, big trumpet flowers, wild castors, Tianma seed flowers, mountain eggplant, intoxicated flowers, maple eggplant, golden flowers, etc.

It is a Solanaceae family, with more than 20 species, mostly growing in fields, roadsides, ditches, and river banks.”

"Is it alkaloid poisoning such as scopolamine, scopolamine and atropine?" Su Yun asked.

"yes."

"Boss, how can you tell me when you enter the house? Come on, teach me." Su Yun was a little dissatisfied.

"Aunt Chen's feet trembled, his hands were not stable, and his mouth was twitching. Although it was not very obvious, it would be a problem to look closely."

"You knew it was Mandala poisoning early in the morning?"

"I didn't know it early in the morning, I just doubt it." Zheng Ren smiled, "but I knew her symptoms of illness and the smell of water in the water cup again."

As he said that, the aunt ran back.
Chapter completed!