When the little girl heard her grandfather's voice, she raised her eyelids hard, trying to open her eyes, but she could only open a little half. Fortunately, she was still awake, so she turned her pretty little face to Qi Jing wearing a white coat after a few huh.

Qi Jing barely showed a pretty decent smile and asked with a smile: "Children, where is it uncomfortable?"

Xiaoli whined a few times in her throat and said a lot, but she couldn't say a word. Seeing that the doctor couldn't understand, she could only point her finger at her neck, then shake her head, her expression was very painful, and she obviously couldn't speak.

"Can't speak?"

Xiaoli nodded.

"Then I'll ask you and answer, just nodding and shaking your head." Qi Jing lowered his voice and wrapped himself in an extremely gentle manner. "Do you feel like there is something in your throat?"

Xiaoli nodded.

"Did you eat dirty things in the morning?"

Xiaoli shook her head.

"Does your neck hurt here? Can you move?"

Xiaoli turned her neck and shook her head.

"Take her to the bed first and let me check it out."

The old man sighed, holding Xiaoli with one hand and carrying the other hand.

Qi Jing pulled out a stethoscope from his white coat and pressed it against the child's throat and heard it. There was a very obvious throat crowing sound in his neck, very sharp and there was no sound of water flowing. It was obviously not caused by phlegm.

The sound of the lungs was very clear, and no rales were found, and the heart beats very regularly and there was no noise.

Although the child pressed his hands on his stomach, Qi Jing did not find any tenderness and rebound pain after pressing up and down, and there was no extreme reflex such as muscle guards.

After excluding most emergency situations, Qi Jing considered a lot of possibilities, but in the end he still felt that there was something wrong with the food.

While writing the inspection record, he asked the old man: "Have you eaten him anything?"

The old man was a little anxious and paced back and forth in the clinic. After recalling for a long time, he said: "I ate a steamed bun and a cup of hot milk in the morning. She likes the meat steamed buns sold in the small shop at the door the most. I have been eating them all the time, so it should be fine."

"No diarrhea and vomiting?"

The old man shook his head.

Qi Jing always felt something was wrong and continued to ask: "Have you eaten anything besides meat buns?"

"It's gone."

The old man seemed to rack his brains. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't say anything. Moreover, his emotions became more and more excited as Qi Jing asked. He pinched his hands together and rubbed them hard, almost rubbing his skin off.

"Kid, come on, open your mouth, ah~"

Qi Jing took the small flashlight and took a photo into her mouth, but found nothing unusual. But as Xiaoli breathed out, a strange faint fragrance came from her throat.

This fragrance is very strange, and Qi Jing has no impression in his mind. Whose steamed bun tastes like this? Could it be that perfume is sprinkled into the meat filling?

His previous assumptions have basically been established. Apart from steamed buns, the child must have eaten something amazing.

Qi Jing did not hesitate, and after making a preliminary judgment, he grabbed the phone call on the side: "Turn the ENT department."

"Hey, who do you want?"

"I'm in a hurry. There is a little girl with edema in her throat. Come and find someone to come and take a look."

"I'll let us attend the call."

"No need to listen, just let him get out, hurry!"

As soon as Qi Jing hung up the phone, the pediatrician walked in, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, looking gentle.

"Where is the child? What's the situation?"

Qi Jing looked at the other party's breastplate, pointed to the examination bed and said, "Abdominal pain for half an hour, hoarseness, foreign body sensation of throat. Abdominal softness, no tenderness and backlash pain. Now the body temperature is normal, and breathing is temporarily normal, with a heart rate of 100-110 times per minute, and blood pressure is 110/60."

"There is a throat crow in the throat, no phlegm, no rales in the lungs, and no murmurs in the heart. There is a strange smell in the child's mouth, and it is initially judged that it is food poisoning and allergies."

The pediatrician named Feng Jianbin. Not long after he was hospitalized, he was suddenly revealed by someone and some of them were not able to react.

After listening carefully, I had done everything I should do in the examination, and finally gave me the diagnosis. Isn’t this done? Why do I have to do it myself?

"Then...then I'll take the person away."

"It is estimated that there is laryngeal edema, so it is best to go into the observation room to observe further, so that we can detect the poison as soon as possible."

"There are all full of them. Let's hang diphenhydramine here first to relieve allergies."

"It's OK, but you have to come and see me. I haven't got my license yet."

Just as the two were discussing further treatment plans, Xiaoli's condition suddenly worsened. The muscles on her head and neck relaxed, and her whole face tilted to one side, and she suddenly fainted.

Seeing this, Feng Jianbin was anxious and immediately went to the door to shout ECG monitoring, preparing to take her into the pediatric ICU ward.

But when the old man heard that ICU was in the intensive care unit, he immediately stopped them and said he had no money. He even took out the wallet in his pocket, and after rummaging over and over, there was only one hundred yuan bill inside.

"I just want to come here to see a stomachache, so why do I go to the custody room? It's only a few dozen yuan for me to check out in the clinic outside, which is very cheap."

Feng Jianbin still wanted to persuade him well: "Let's talk about it first, and find a way to do it in the future."

"No, no, I will definitely cost money if I enter. I don't have money!"

"Then you don't have to wait for death, right?"

"Wait, you said the clinic?" Qi Jing suddenly calmed down and captured the point between the lines, "Have you been to the clinic? Have you taken medicine?"

The old man knew that he had missed his mouth, and he actually sat on the ground and spitted out: "How do I know what I have eaten? Why do you ask me why I don't know anything! Her parents are not around. If you spread the word to their ears, I will not be scolded to death?"

"Old man, is your granddaughter's life important or your own face important?"

Seeing that he was like this, Qi Jing couldn't help it. After seeing the electrocardiogram monitoring, he suggested to Feng Jianbin: "The blood pressure is fine, just use dexamethasone first. I don't know much about pediatrics. You can do it if you want to do the dose."

Feng Jianbin didn't expect that the person in front of him was so bold to take medicine. He took the medicine as soon as he opened his mouth, and was not afraid of taking responsibility.

For children, dexamethasone has some side effects and will affect development. But it seems that this is the only way to do when the little girl in front of her looks.

"Tell me quickly, what did she eat?"

Qi Jing is more concerned about poisons and allergens now. As long as they are not removed, the treatment they are doing now is just delaying time.

"You are unwilling to enter the ICU, and you are unwilling to say what you have eaten. How do you ask us to see a doctor?"

The old man was completely stunned by Qi Jing and the others' roar, and he ceased to choke, and his tears seemed to stop on his cheeks. He thought about it, and finally stomped his feet and told the truth.

It turned out that my stomach hurt yesterday. Her parents were not at home when they were working outside. An old man took his granddaughter to a private clinic to buy medicine.

He couldn't read the word about the medicine, but he had taken it before feeding the child, so there was no problem. The feeding process might be that the taste was too strange. The child just took a small mouthful and vomited it out.

"Didn't you just say you didn't vomit?"

"This is vomiting after taking medicine, not because of the bad things." The old man emphasized, "This cannot be considered vomiting."

"Where is the medicine?"

“Not brought.”
Chapter completed!