In fact, Qi Jing prepared all the subsequent treatments as early as the patient was pushed to do CT.

As soon as the old man left the CT room, he underwent a drug-induced test, and there were no irritating symptoms of sweating, tears or drooling. This shows that the old man's exocrine system has been suppressed at this time. Combined with the history of medication this morning, Yang Jinhua was undoubtedly poisoned.

The development of the disease is the same as Qi Jing thought before. At the beginning, the oxalis flowers will be effective and will greatly stimulate the central nervous system. The whole person is extremely excited and will have many mental symptoms. However, because the intake is too large, the concentration of drugs in the blood will continue to rise soon, and the central nervous system anode will decline and fall into a state of inhibition.

The symptoms of this inhibitory state are coma.

Fortunately, the treatment was fast enough. The 3% pilocarpine nitrate solution was injected subcutaneously every 15 minutes, which could effectively antagonize the effect of nymph. The patient's pupils slowly retracted, and the old man who was about to fall into a coma was pulled back to his sleepy state.

The treatment was effective, and Qi Jing should complete the final explanation of the family. But he didn't know what happened in the middle of the process, so he just told the nurse to get the injection, and the person suddenly disappeared.

The treatment has been carried out step by step, but Gu Jiayang, who was staying in the clinic to copy the prescription.

If Hu Dongsheng hadn't appeared, I'm afraid the confrontation with his family today would have become a shadow of him. It would not have any impact on his career, but at least it would make him remember this day.

"What birthday gift?" Hu Dongsheng was confused by him.

"Oh, when I saw the patient, Teacher Qi gave me a special mouth." Gu Jiayang realized that his reaction was a bit too extreme and smiled awkwardly, "I have been thinking about this relationship, but I didn't expect the reason was sweating."

Hu Dongsheng's reaction was much faster than him. He was stunned when he heard the birthday gift. After a while, he reacted: "Oh, the sweat-burning medicine used by Jiedao, the content of the examples given by Brother Qi is always so interesting."

"Teacher Hu is also amazing, he thought of it so quickly."

Li Wenying sat aside and was still digesting the pharmacy knowledge she had just heard. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the golden flower mandala turned into a sweating drug. Even if she had never watched Water Margin, most Chinese people still have some knowledge about sweating drugs. Costume dramas, especially martial arts films, can often see sweating drugs appear.

However, not many people know its real raw materials.

The ancient sweat medicine was not a fabricated thing, and it has been recorded in history.

In fact, it is made by mixing mandala with a little calming herb. The word "sweating" is also very vivid, because the medicine will block the secretion of the peripheral glands. The most obvious one is the sweat glands, which does not sweat at all. At the same time, the salivary glands and lacrimal glands are also closed, which shows dry mouth and dry eyes.

Mandala first raises and then suppresses the central nervous system, while calming drugs themselves inhibit the central nervous system. Sweating drugs will cause vision and auditory hallucination at the beginning, but in a short while you will fall into a coma.

This is also the reason why Qi Jing does not use tranquilizers.

Because once the central depression is double overlapping, it is very likely to suppress excessive weight and directly inhibit the respiratory center, and then coma will aggravate it into coma. Therefore, the real sweating drugs are very good at taking medicinal materials. Once the specific gravity of the Yangjinhua, that is, mandala, is too high, it may become a poison that cannot wake up after sleeping.

Traditional Chinese medicine has been cut off a lot of inheritance in modern times, and because of the legal norms, the use of mandala has been greatly restricted.

The most common effect is to relieve asthma and relieve cough, which can be used as the main medicine for treating chronic cough. At the same time, because it has anesthesia and analgesic effects, it is a common medicine in folk remedies for treating arthritis. If used alone, there may be no problem because the dosage is not large, but once it is combined into one, it is very likely to cause excessive dosage.

After all, most Chinese medicine wines are made of medicinal wine without any dosage instructions, and even if there is one, it is extremely irregular.

It’s not that there is any problem with traditional Chinese medicine itself. Similar atropines are also commonly used in hospitals. The main problem is that these drugs have central inhibitory effects, and the dosage is calculated per kg of the human body, and there are huge differences between people.

99% of the medicinal wines that come out of the production assembly line do not have this explanation.

"Of course we can't beat a boat of people with one stick." Hu Dongsheng inherited Wang Ting's hatred of traditional Chinese medicine and said with a smile, "There are also conscientious businessmen in traditional Chinese medicine enterprises. Maybe there are really instructions according to the regulations. However, when buying medicinal wine, no professional doctors tell you this. In fact, even if you really say it, you can't calculate your age."

Li Wenying nodded and gained a further understanding of the bottle of medicinal wine at home: "I guess I can't drink the medicinal wine when I go back."

"If you know the formula, you can also calculate the dosage, but these should be commercial secrets." Hu Dongsheng pointed outside the door and introduced, "When you go out, turn left and go upstairs, there is a Chinese medicine department on your right. After the old man recovers, he will go to the Chinese medicine department to ask for a prescription. Mr. Zhang, who is in the clinic, is still very good at taking the clinic."

"Thank you, the doctor."

After more than an hour of drowsiness, the old man slowly opened his eyes. His pupils retracted to the normal range, his light reflection was normal, his mouth was moist, and fine beads of sweat were oozing out of his forehead. The antagonistic treatment was good, and he only needed to observe for a while before he could go home.

Qi Jing occupied a dominant position in the entire diagnosis and treatment process, and should have received gratitude from the patients and their families.

But now, he is not in the emergency room, but sits quietly on the computer chair in the monitoring room, staring at the screen in front of him: "Calling back for another two minutes."

Liang Chao, who was standing beside him, immediately fiddled with the mouse, and the pedestrians on the screen moved at high speed with the scroll bar.

After a while, the picture was frozen, and Qi Jing finally found his figure at the door of the laboratory: "Yes, it's here!"

"Brother Qi, have you found it?"

"I found it, but that guy hasn't appeared yet." Qi Jing leaned forward and carefully checked his dress style. "At 9:08, the old man had finished CT and returned to the emergency room and had a drug-induced test... It should have been ten minutes after atropine was given qualitative analysis..."

He took the mouse from Liang Chao's hand: "The laboratory door arrived at 9:05, it took less than 30 seconds to go there, and I have seen the surveillance, so there is no problem."

"This passage is very narrow, but it is a must-pass road connecting the emergency hall and the test window. There are a lot of pedestrians." Liang Chao said, "No abnormalities were found on the three cameras on the road. The only place where you can start is this."

"Well, I stayed here for less than 10 minutes and I was indeed hit a few times."

Qi Jing recalled the process again and complained: "It's really too crowded there. The laboratory doesn't let me in, so I can only stand outside and wait. Who knew that today is so unlucky and encounters such a thing, and I'm in such a troublesome situation."

"Do you want to call the police?" Liang Chao asked.

"Look for someone first." Qi Jing looked at the computer screen, his face not very good. "This kind of person is always acquainted with the police. If he smells something wrong, he will definitely leave decisively. It will be difficult to find him again."

Liang Chao nodded and didn't say anything more.

The waiting time at the door was 9 minutes and 05 seconds, and three passers-by accidentally met Qi Jing. However, Qi Jing quickly ruled out the other two and targeted a man wearing a plaid shirt.

Now time is everything, he immediately called the guard room: "Uncle Lin, it's me, Qi Jing."

"Oh, Xiao Qi, why did you think of calling me?"

"Uncle Lin, I was stolen."

"What?" Uncle Lin stood up and asked quickly, "Who is so brave that he stole it from our little Qi!"

"Uncle Lin, don't be excited." Qi Jing looked at the screen and said, "Here I pay attention to whether such a person has left the hospital before. He wore a blue and white plaid short-sleeved shirt, underneath it was light blue jeans and white sneakers. He was flat, 1.72-73 meters tall, and a thin figure should be around 100-105 kilograms."

Information is provided very well, but for doormen, dressing is the most important thing.

"Blue and white plaid shirt?"

Uncle Lin frowned, quickly patted the glass window in front of him, and called his partner who was directing cars and pedestrians outside: "Lao Lin, what's wrong? Didn't he agree to change it every hour? It's only ten minutes later."

"Xiao Qi was stolen!"

"Xiao Qi, what Xiao Qi?" Old Zhou didn't react for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, he immediately knew who it was, "Oh, Dean Qi's son! Has someone stolen?"

"Yes, it's a man in a blue and white plaid shirt. Have you ever seen it?"

"Blue and white plaid shirt..." Old Zhou shook his head, "I have gone out with a few blue plaids, but I have never seen blue plaids."

Lao Lin quickly sent the news to Qi Jing's ears: "Xiao Qi, what did you lose? Do you want someone to find it for you?"

"It's just a wallet, only more than 200 yuan." Qi Jing still had a smile on his face, "Just know that the person hasn't left, please pay more attention to me."

"Okay, no problem."

In order to retrieve this wallet, Qi Jing's brain started to operate at full capacity from the beginning.

At the door of the laboratory at 9:08, I found that I had been stolen when I was about to leave at 9:17. After just 3 minutes, Qi Jing appeared in the monitoring room. It took less than 15 minutes in total from Liang Chao's retrieval of the video file to Qi Jing's screening and ending the target.

At this time, the man in blue had just passed by Qi Jing. Although he was apologizing for touching him, the hand quickly reached into Qi Jing's pocket and pulled out his wallet without anyone noticing.

"I found that my prey didn't prepare in advance, so I walked over directly, confident enough. From accidentally colliding and finally stealing my wallet, the whole process was completed in one go. It seemed that I was a veteran who was used to stealing."

I often encounter pickpockets in the hospital. Qi Jing was once a victim, so I specially developed a small move to often pat my pockets to confirm my wallet. It was because of this move that he could realize that his wallet was gone at the first time.

Qi Jing pointed at the man's face with his finger and said, "Enlarge the image."

"Well, is this OK?"

"Get bigger... OK, enough!" Qi Jing looked carefully and remembered the man's basic facial features, "Do you think he is smiling?"

"Smile?" Liang Chao also narrowed his eyes and looked over, "It seems to be a little..."

"It's crazy enough, I dare to smile at me when I'm not paying attention." Qi Jing also laughed strangely with his expression, and his finger joints were pressed, "If this matter is spread, I'll be embarrassed!"

"Brother Qi, it seems that he is holding some order."

"Well, one strip is a test sheet, and the other square is a check sheet."

Qi Jing saw these things early in the morning. Although the color of the test sheet was not visible in the black and white picture, there were only a few tests done in the emergency room. No matter what, blood routines always need to be checked.

In comparison, there are more types of checklists.

Judging from the paper specifications, the one in his hand is smaller than the commonly used one, which should not be a large imaging examination such as CT and X-ray. However, compared with B-ultrasound, small square paper such as electrocardiogram and injection sheet, it takes several rounds to go.

This stumped Qi Jing, but the scope had been narrowed.

"He is not quite the same as others. He is not guilty after stealing money. This seems to have become his way of enjoyment, not a tool for making money." Qi Jing speculated while looking, "Calling out the surveillance monitors, and choosing the aisles in the emergency room."

Liang Chao switched the screen, and five synchronized images suddenly appeared in front of Qi Jing.

At the same time, Qi Jing picked up the landline and went to the clinic to call: "Hey, it's me, Qi Jing."

"Teacher Qi, where have you been?" Gu Jiayang was holding the prescription in his hand and was a little excited. "The patient is very good now, and the treatment you gave is very effective."

"I've known this for a long time, there's no need to report it to me."

Qi Jing replied to him, thinking of getting back the right to speak so that he could find the guy to find his wallet as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Gu Jiayang didn't give him a chance to speak, and said excitedly: "Teacher Qi, I know what it means to take the birthday gift in wisdom! Chao Gai and the seven others are for the sake of disaster..."

Qi Jing was so angry that he heard it: "I'll get the disaster, it's a disaster, now I'm the one who makes me die!" The mobile phone is remembered for a second and provides you with wonderful reading.

"ah?"

"Don't have it! Is Hu Dongsheng here?"

Gu Jiayang was still a freshman, so he naturally couldn't keep up with Qi Jing's idea, so he had to hand over the microphone to Hu Dongsheng.

"Brother Qi, what's wrong?"

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