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Chapter 212 We are not poisoned! Don't poke us

"boom!"

The door to the emergency ward was pushed open.

Yu Zhihe looked up.

stunned.

"Dean, why are you here?"

Yes, this old man is the director of this hospital.

He just received a call from the health bureau above, saying that at what time today two people would be sent to their emergency ward to help him take a look and not to misdiagnose, let alone do anything wrong.

Call from above.

How dare the dean delay?

He immediately went to the emergency room to see the patient in person.

"Oh, Zhihe, did we admit two patients here just now?"

He raised his head and searched on the hospital bed.

"Yes!" Yu Zhihe felt a little uneasy in his heart. He knew that the patient's matter could not be avoided because there was still a nurse there. If he lied to the dean, he would be exposed if the dean asked the nurse.

Already.

So he honestly led the dean to the fat white man and the thin black man.

"Dean, these two are the two patients who were admitted just now. I have sent their vomitus for analysis. The preliminary diagnosis should be food poisoning."

Yu Zhihe said neither humble nor overbearing.

Point out the two patients to the director at the same time.

The dean nodded, and seeing that the two men were awake, he began to ask questions.

Because of the teachings given by Yu Zhihe just now.

What these two people said was extremely accurate.

These are all symptoms of food poisoning.

And Yu Zhihe knew what effect his brother Yu Zhiyi wanted.

So when I taught the two of them to describe their symptoms, they were deliberately made more serious.

I want to use this to prove that their poisoning is serious, at least severely poisoned.

Originally his method was used to target those nurses.

Who would have thought that the director would personally come to consult.

But he didn't think it was a serious matter.

"kindness."

The dean nodded.

Sure enough, after he listened.

In my mind, I had determined that it was indeed severe food poisoning.

"Then prepare to arrange gastric lavage and enema." The dean immediately ordered.

Yu Zhihe was stunned: "The dean still has a report that has not been released. Should we wait for the vomit analysis report to come out?"

However, his words were directly interrupted by the dean with a wave of his hand: "No, these symptoms are obviously symptoms of food poisoning. We still need to wait for the results."

"you

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Could it be that doctors who have been working for so many years don’t know that if food poisoning occurs, the longer it is delayed, the greater the amount of toxins absorbed by the patient will be?”

"And this patient's symptoms are so severe, how can we delay him?"

"Arrange gastric lavage and enema immediately!"

The dean waved his hand, and a nurse immediately pushed the two of them to the corresponding operating room to prepare for gastric lavage and enema.

Yu Zhihe was stunned.

Oh my god, I was just trying to make their symptoms look more serious, but I didn’t expect to bump into the dean’s muzzle.

He was worried that the two of them would not be able to bear the pain of gastric lavage and enema, so he quickly stepped forward to perform the operation himself.

However, the dean stopped Yu Zhihe.

"I'll do this myself!"

As he spoke, he began to make corresponding disinfection preparations.

After all, these two people were under special care from above, and he couldn't let anything happen to them in his hospital.

Yu Zhihe was dumbfounded.

What happened today?

In the past, the dean who usually never left the front door took the initiative to go to the emergency room to treat two people who looked so ordinary?

But since the dean said so, Yu Zhihe couldn't say anything.

He stepped aside angrily and allowed the dean to enter the operation room.

At this time, Yu Zhihe could only hope that two people could withstand the difficulty of gastric lavage and enema.

After all, gastric lavage and enema are very painful things.

Most people's symptoms are too severe and no treatment is needed.

Operating room.

Obviously, Yu Zhihe overestimated the perseverance of those two people.

As soon as the dean came over with two tubes, they were already trembling in their hearts.

After all, Yu Zhiyi just asked them to pretend to be poisoned, and also said that someone would take over the matter later, and they just had to take responsibility and lie down.

What's going on with this pipe now?

And what about gastric lavage and enema?

Before the two of them asked.

The dean over there ordered to come up.

"You guys, take off their pants. Clean and lubricate them."

The dean had just finished speaking.

Two female nurses walked towards the fat white man and the thin black man.

He immediately started to pick up their pants.

Only then could the two of them not understand.

They all covered their pants and started shouting:

"We are not poisoned! Don't stab us."

"We have no problems, we are healthy

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Very good!”

The dean was stunned when he heard this.

He held the tube in his hand and asked, "Didn't you two just say that you feel uncomfortable in many places?"

The two of them looked at the terrifyingly thick tube in the dean's hand, thinking that if such a tube was inserted into my body, half of my life would be lost.

They waved their hands repeatedly.

"No, no, we are just actors. We were asked by our boss to act. In fact, we have nothing to do!"

Fatty Bai immediately gave in.

"what's the situation?"

The dean was a little angry. Is he playing house with the hospital?

"Actually, this is what happened!" Fatty Bai explained the whole story in a panic.

A few minutes later.

The dean, who understood what had happened, fell silent.

Anyone who knows him well knows that he is not silent but about to explode.

"Tell me, the symptoms you just answered me about, whether you feel uncomfortable here or uncomfortable there, were all taught to you by the doctor outside?"

The dean's tone was terrifyingly gloomy.

The two nodded: "Yes! If he doesn't teach us, how will we know how to say it?"

at this time.

Outside the door, Yu Zhihe got the vomit test report that had just come out.

He ran in happily.

"Dean, dean, the vomit test report is out!"

"It's indeed food poisoning!"

"Okay, you report this to me, and you go out first. Don't you know that a doctor can't break into this kind of ward?"

The dean took the report and said expressionlessly.

Yu Zhihe froze, glanced at the two people on the bed, and walked out angrily.

"Haha, the test result is really food poisoning." After Yu Zhihe left, the dean looked at the test report in his hand and laughed.

And just when the director in the ward was in a very bad mood.

The entrance to the Meat House BBQ restaurant in the distance.

Yu Zhiyi was not in a good mood either.

After seeing that everyone's public opinion has been completely swayed by the test reports Su Ming produced.

He couldn't bear it anymore.

If you want to make a fuss, then make it bigger.

He found a public phone booth and dialed 110.

"Hey, comrade police, I reported that the Meat House Barbecue Restaurant killed a person and caused severe food poisoning to two people."

"Yes, he is already in the hospital, you can go and see him."

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