Chapter 1191: 1159 IV Drip Fruit Juice?

1159 IV drip fruit juice?

"Auntie, what did you order?" Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun and instead carefully looked at the auntie's IV drip.

"VC." She held something in her hand, blocking the IV bottle, made way, and was about to return to the ward.

"Su Yun, check the medical orders." Zheng Ren said coldly, a chilling aura bursting from his words.

"……" Su Yun was surprised, went halfway around, and glanced behind the auntie.

The liquid was turbid, pale yellow, with fluffy substances floating in it.

"Good!" Su Yun said nothing more and ran straight to the doctor's office.

The doctors here are very idle, with nothing to do, purely a retirement place. When Su Yun rushed in, the on-duty doctor was sipping tea and reading a paper newspaper.

"Medical record, orders!" Su Yun said simply and directly.

"Who are you?" The doctor said, legs crossed, unhurried.

"Stop nagging, if you delay any longer someone will die!" Su Yun shouted.

"Someone will die?" The doctor stared, put down his newspaper, and his leisurely look made Su Yun want to beat him up.

But Su Yun knew the situation here; it's a retirement home, so you can't rush even if you want to.

"If you keep dawdling, get ready to have your medical license revoked and be charged with intentional murder." Su Yun grabbed the medical file on the table and said fiercely.

"Who are you, and what gives you the right to talk to me like that?!" The doctor said unhappily.

"Doctor of 912, Su Yun." Su Yun held the medical file, flipped to the messy handwritten orders inside, and walked out.

"Come back, that's medical…"

"Go get Sun Ming over here, someone's about to die and you're still reading the newspaper!" Su Yun said coldly and turned away, disappearing.

Hearing the young man directly mention Sun Ming's name, the middle-aged doctor sighed.

I don't know which young master this is, barging in like that. A doctor from 912? Nonsense. Judging by his age, at most he's a PhD student, big deal.

Normally, arrogant young masters are showing up less and less these years; how did I end up dealing with one today? The doctor sighed, considered himself unlucky, and went to call Sun Ming.

Su Yun jogged over to Zheng Ren, who had already shut off the patient's IV pump; although the auntie kept struggling, she couldn't overpower Zheng Ren.

Director Kong stared dumbfounded, but when the advertising paper the patient was holding fell to the ground, he also noticed the abnormal situation in the IV bottle.

"What medicine is this?" Director Kong asked.

"Glucose plus VC!" Su Yun shouted from that side, her voice rolling like a sound wave.

"Call 120, prepare for rescue!" Zheng Ren shouted, then grabbed the auntie's arm and shoved her into the adjacent ward.

The rough action made Director Kong's heart pound with fear.

If anything happens, we'll definitely get sued. Zheng Lao Ban is usually mild-mannered; how did he suddenly flare up?

Could it be that the wrong medicine was added here?

Judging by the liquid's color, there might be a problem, but this reaction is too extreme.

"You… what are you doing?" The auntie's legs were still nimble, and she kept struggling.

"What did you put in the medicine bottle?" Zheng Ren's forehead veins bulged, he looked like a demon, and he startled the auntie.

When faced with fierceness, the auntie became obedient. Especially after hearing Zheng Ren mention the medicine bottle, she panicked instantly.

"I…"

"Did you call 120?" Zheng Ren shouted.

"It's done, they'll be here in a few minutes." Su Yun ran in holding the medical file in one hand and her phone in the other.

"Yo, Zheng Lao Ban is here." Sun Ming heard the commotion, came out, and followed Su Yun into the ward. He's been happy lately, a smile on his lips.

But seeing this scene before him, he was stunned.

What's going on?

Before he could figure out what happened, Zheng Ren shouted, "Ji Mi! Deep venous puncture kit!"

"Zheng…"

"Zheng, what the hell, where's the emergency meds?" Su Yun shouted.

"Uh……" Sun Ming's hand went numb, what's going on?

Could it be that we encountered a critical patient? But looking at the auntie in bed, she's familiar, a neighbor nearby, she's fine—she just heard someone say taking vitamins on schedule anti-ages, so she…

There's nothing wrong, what emergency meds to use? Besides, what's there to rescue in a community hospital!

"None." Sun Ming spread his hands.

Zheng Ren shouted, "Su Yun, push the bed out and wait."

After saying that, he stepped on the bed frame, released the brake on the bed's wheels, and dragged the bed out running.

"What are you doing!" The auntie lying on the bed screamed shrilly.

"Clang——" the bed slammed the door open, wood chips flying.

The sound of the 120 rescue vehicle came from outside; by the time the bed reached the doorway, the ambulance would have arrived.

Watching their backs, Sun Ming was stunned.

"What the hell happened?" He muttered, "Kong… Director Kong, what's wrong?"

Director Kong didn't follow; if he ran and aggravated his heart condition, that'd just add trouble.

"Ah, President Sun, in all these years you've never had anything else happen?" Director Kong saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun's silhouettes disappear around the corner and asked quietly.

With Zheng Lao Ban along, maybe it'll be fine; he sighed again.

"What's up? Nothing." Sun Ming remained clueless.

"The patient's IV fluid color is off; probably something was added in." Director Kong said: "Patients secretly slipping stuff into their IVs these days—you really don't know?"

"They're all old neighbors, they don't use those random weird medicines. Basically they ask for what they want, we give it, all common meds." For an experienced clinical doctor, even if they haven't seen this, they've heard of it.

But this time is different; that auntie is usually well-behaved, also an old neighbor—she couldn't have done that.

"Find a nurse, go check the restroom. Look carefully, see if there's anything abnormal." Director Kong said.

Sun Ming immediately found the only nurse on duty and rummaged through the restroom.

Finally they found a juice bag and a syringe. The syringe had pigment deposition; without guessing, one knows what the juice bag and syringe were used for.

Sun Ming's face turned deathly pale instantly.

If the locals died in the Community Hospital, the heavens would surely collapse.

What the hell is this? They immediately shut down for renovation, and in the end they actually failed to keep their dignity, causing such a deadly incident.

"Even if there's something, it won't be a big deal, after all Zheng Lao Ban is with us." Director Kong, while feeling Tension, could neither laugh nor cry.

These health-nuts who constantly talk about wellness, how dare they inject anything into the Blood Vessel? Can juice even go directly into the blood? Their gall is truly huge.

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Note: This is a real case, probably from seeing news last year.