Chapter 907 No Serious Problem

But before Ling Zhengping could react, Luo Ziling had already walked into the courtyard and walked quickly to Ling Jinhua's bedroom.

Ling Ruonan did not follow immediately, but still stood in front of Ling Zhengping.

Thus, Ling Zhengping directed his anger at Ling Ruonan.

"Your good son, actually..."

But before Ling Zhengping finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Ruonan who was also very angry: "Ling Zhengping, shut your mouth. I don't know why you are like this today, but what I want to tell you is, don't think He bullied our mother and son. Luo Ziling helped the old man regain his health. Even if he killed me, I would not believe that he poisoned and murdered the old man. You can't produce any evidence, and you put the crime on Luo Ziling without investigation. I really do I think you are an imbecile. As long as you are a normal thinking person, you will not think so."

Unexpectedly, Ling Ruonan, who had never gotten angry with him before, would be so aggressive towards him. Ling Zhengping was even more annoyed, and grabbed Ling Ruonan's hand: "What did you say?"

"Let me go," Ling Ruonan shook off Ling Zhengping's hand, and roared angrily, "Ling Zhengping, can you be more rational? Based on your experience and status, what do you think of your performance today?" It's very appropriate, normal? Don't you know that the most important thing now is to save grandpa's life, not to quarrel with each other? I really believe that you don't want grandpa to recover."

Saying that, he ignored Ling Zhengping, strode into the courtyard, and headed for Ling Jinhua's room.

The place where they quarreled just now was in the front yard of the Ling family's old house, near the main house, and after walking through the inner yard, it was Ling Jinhua's bedroom.

At this time, inside and outside Ling Jinhua's bedroom, many people were busy there, some of them were doctors in white coats.

Doctors and staff have been preparing to send Ling Jinhua to the hospital, but Ling Jinhua refused, and he asked Luo Ziling to treat him.

Several experienced doctors from Hospital 401 visited Ling Jinhua. They wanted to wash Ling Jinhua's stomach, but Ling Jinhua disagreed.

In fact, Ling Jinhua's symptoms of poisoning were not very serious. After a few times of diarrhea, the situation stabilized a little.

Before the diarrhea, it is called pale, as terrible as it can be.

Fortunately, Ling Jinhua was still conscious, otherwise he would have been sent to the hospital.

Luo Ziling followed Secretary Huang, and when he walked into Ling Jinhua's bedroom, two doctors were still examining Ling Jinhua.

"Let me take a look," Luo Ziling yelled roughly, "I am most familiar with the old man's physical condition. I have been treating him for this period of time, so you guys get out of the way first."

The two doctors, who were checking the old man's situation and preparing for gastric lavage, were stunned and frowned immediately when they heard a young man ordering this.

"Let him take a look," said Ling Mingrui with a pale face.

Naturally, no one dared to object to Ling Mingrui's order, and the two doctors immediately gave Luo Ziling the seat beside the bed.

After Luo Ziling sat down, he took Ling Jinhua's hand and began to take the pulse. After taking the pulse, he carefully checked the condition of Ling Jinhua's eyes, as well as the abdominal pressure jump reflex. After checking these, he took out a few more silver needles, sterilized them, and inserted them into the acupuncture points on Ling Jinhua's abdomen.

The acupuncture this time was not a treatment, but an examination for Ling Jinhua to check the blood flow.

When Luo Ziling examined him, Ling Jinhua kept his eyes closed.

Several medical staff, as well as the staff of the old house, as well as Ling Mingrui and Ling Ruonan all stood quietly by the side without saying a word.

Ling Zhengping also came in, his face was also livid, and he wanted to explode, but was stopped by Ling Mingrui's sharp eyes.

"Grandpa, I checked you carefully. It's not a serious problem, but someone added a little laxative to the medicine you took." After Luo Ziling took the needle, he said to Ling Jinhua in front of everyone: "I don't know who added croton to the medicine, and it's impossible for me to find out about it. What I want to do now is to help you recover. I will do acupuncture for you, and you will feel relieved when the time comes. After the dirt inside is excreted, it will be fine."

The two doctors from the 401 Hospital seemed a little surprised to see that Luo Ziling made a diagnosis based only on pulse taking and acupuncture.

Ling Jinhua's physical condition did look like croton poisoning, but because he was old and in poor health, his physical condition was much more serious than ordinary croton poisoning, so they dared not make a definite diagnosis.

What is Ling Jinhua's identity? His life or death is a major national issue. If a misdiagnosis is made, it will be a big problem.

They didn't dare to administer medicine easily, because if improper medicine made Ling Jinhua's condition worse, it would not be as simple as a mistake.

Fortunately, Ling Jinhua was not in a coma or had other uncontrollable conditions, so they were not in a hurry to administer the medicine, but just advised the old man to go to the hospital as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Ling Jinhua was very stubborn and insisted not to go to the hospital. They had to wait until Luo Ziling came to treat him.

Several doctors and staff did not expect Luo Ziling to make a diagnosis so simply and prepare for treatment.

They were still afraid of accidents, but Ling Jinhua himself was willing to accept Luo Ziling's treatment, and Ling Mingrui didn't stop him, so no one dared to say anything.

Luo Ziling took a few thicker and shorter silver needles, carefully sterilized them, and inserted them into the acupuncture points on Ling Jinhua's abdomen.

Several doctors who visited the clinic had no experience with traditional Chinese medicine or acupuncture treatment, so they looked at it curiously.

They were surprised to see that Luo Ziling's face slowly turned red as he twirled the needle, and then hot air rose up, and the hot air was getting stronger and stronger. slowly. Ling Jinhua's head was also steaming, and his face gradually turned from white to rosy.

Then, Ling Jinhua's stomach growled, and it sounded like his bowels were moving violently.

Then the old man accidentally farted, and the stench in the room suddenly became overwhelming.

It's just that no one dared to cover their noses or express disgust with other actions, as if they didn't smell the stench.

After about 20 minutes of treatment, Luo Ziling pulled out the needle suddenly, stood up again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and ordered the special nurse who was waiting beside him, "Hurry up and help the old man into the bathroom, he is about to urinate."

The two special guards who had been staying there tremblingly, heard Luo Ziling's order, quickly helped the old man up, and almost carried Ling Jinhua into the bathroom. Just as he put Ling Jinhua down on the toilet, the old man couldn't help but started to vent.

There was a sound of crackling water, and the unpleasant stench permeated again.

Luo Ziling had already fled outside the house, and beckoned Ling Ruonan to go out with her.

Ling Ruonan took the opportunity to follow Luo Ziling out of the bedroom, not to smell the bad smell.

"Ling'er, what's the situation with grandpa?"

"If there are no accidents, it will be fine if you sleep for a few more hours," Luo Ziling smiled at Ling Ruonan.

After hearing this, Ling Ruonan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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