Knock knock knock—
At night, Chen Zhao heard a rapid knock on the door.
"What time is it?" Chen Zhao opened his eyes drowsily and saw that it was still dark outside the window.
"Chen, did you hear that? I'm Ethan..."
Chen Zhao got up in disgrace and kicked something under his feet.
Wang—
"Human, you stepped on me."
"Why haven't you returned to hell yet?"
"I don't want to go back just yet."
Chen Zhao ignored Beelzebub and went up to open the door: "Is there something wrong with Ethan?"
"Chen, I heard Vincent say that you are a doctor, right?"
"It used to be, but not anymore."
"Something happened to a tenant. Can you help check it out? I don't want him to die in my hotel."
Chen Zhao rubbed his forehead: "Did you call an ambulance?"
"The nearest hospital from here is half an hour away. In half an hour, we should be able to send him to the morgue."
"But I don't have a medical license."
"Don't worry, I understand the rules, and I won't talk nonsense." Ethan took out a few ten-dollar bills from his pocket: "This is your medical fee."
"Wait a minute, let me get my tools."
This time when he went abroad, Chen Zhao brought all his belongings, most of which were medical equipment for medical practice.
However, the shipping fee was more expensive than the medical equipment itself, and Chen Zhao felt distressed for a long time.
Chen Zhao worked in the emergency room in the past. Later, the emergency room was really not a place for people to stay, so he was transferred to the surgical department. As a result, the surgical department was more stressed than the emergency room.
After turning the corner and passing through three rooms, Ethan opened the door and led Chen Zhao in.
Chen Zhao saw a young woman lying on the ground, twitching slightly. There was white powder scattered on the table next to her.
"Has she overdosed on drugs?" Chen Zhao asked.
Chen Zhao immediately checked his pulse, pupils, and heart rate.
Low heart rate, low blood pressure, constricted pupils, blue lips.
"I don't have naloxone." Chen Zhao's face was solemn.
"Is there any way?"
“Will the fastest ambulance take half an hour to arrive?”
"There's no way." Ethan said helplessly: "She's only sixteen years old. I hope she can survive. You do your best."
Chen Zhao thought for a while and realized that this girl took drugs through inhalation. In other words, if she could be made to vomit at this time, it would indeed reduce and alleviate the symptoms of poisoning, allowing her to survive at least half an hour.
Chen Zhao took out a set of silver needles and pierced them at Qimen, Tiandu, and Lingtai.
I learned this acupuncture technique from an acquaintance of my father, but I have never seen that person again since my father passed away.
These three acupoints are connected to the stomach at the same time and can induce vomiting.
However, after waiting for a minute, the woman did not respond.
Chen Zhao's expression changed slightly, he opened the girl's clothes and touched her abdomen with his hand.
"On an empty stomach, Ethan, do you know how long she hasn't eaten?"
"She doesn't seem to have gone out in the past two days. She asked me to bring food last night, but she hasn't called me today. Is there a problem?"
People who take drugs are already weak, and coupled with an empty stomach, they are more likely to be poisoned.
Because drugs cannot be diluted by food after being inhaled into the body, this is the most fatal.
"You have to put something into her stomach and then make her spit out the poisonous substance along with the food."
"Go get some food." Chen Zhao said.
"Is there any way you can get her to eat?"
"Try, she won't last half an hour if you don't try."
As soon as Ethan left, Chen Zhao immediately said to Beelzebub: "Use your ability to make her eat."
People who take drugs have no appetite because drugs affect people's physiological functions and cause the body to make wrong judgments.
People who take drugs for a long time are likely to cause permanent damage to their bodies. (So absolutely no drugs, no reason, no excuse.)
What's more, the girl is still in a coma at the moment, so normal eating and feeding is difficult to have an effect.
But her consciousness is still there, and this is also her survival instinct.
However, Chen Zhao felt hungry...
"Damn it, why did you use your powers on me?"
"You are within this range, and I can't control it so accurately, so you are also affected. Remember to stay away next time."
"The food is here." Ethan moved quickly, holding a lot of food.
"Meat is no good. Put bread and coke in her mouth. Do you have chopsticks? Forget it..." Chen Zhao directly pushed his finger into the girl's mouth.
Meat will cause swallowing obstruction if not chewed. When you are in a coma, you must not force eat with meat.
"Is this okay?" Ethan couldn't help but worry when he saw Chen Zhao stuffing food in such a rough way.
"Without medication and appropriate first aid equipment, this was the only option, or watch her die."
Suddenly, Chen Zhao saw a phantom getting up from the girl's body.
soul!
"Go back!!" Chen Zhao shouted loudly, and the shadow was startled and lay down again.
The next moment, the girl's body twitched violently, and then she vomited wildly with a sound.
Chen Zhao and Ethan looked at each other and let out a long sigh.
"Let her eat something. When the ambulance arrives, take her to the hospital and check her again." Chen Zhao packed up his things, got up and planned to leave.
This girl's situation is very common in this country.
Chen Zhao is just an outsider, so he has no intention of turning into a righteous fighter to fight drugs.
I don't even plan to turn into a people's teacher and educate this girl.
"Chen, thank you for your hard work."
Chen Zhao looked at the girl, shook his head, abandoned the equipment box and left.
After returning to the cage, Chen Zhao slept until noon, then stretched out and got up.
After washing up, one person and one dog went out to look for food.
There is a burger restaurant a hundred meters across the road from the motel.
After Chen Zhao and Beelzebub had eaten and drank enough, they came back with full stomachs.
"Chen, are you up?" In front of the counter, Ethan was sitting there playing with his mobile phone. When he saw Chen Zhao, he took the initiative to say hello.
"Morning... No, good afternoon."
"Chen, do you have a business card?"
"Business card? No, you want my business card?"
"It's not that I want one, but I think you need a business card."
"Why?"
"If you want to be a doctor."
"I don't even have a medical license now."
"What I mean is, to be a supernumerary doctor, trust me, don't take the medical license exam, because you won't be able to pass it. You just arrived in the United States, and it's impossible to get the medical license. I can help you introduce a few clients. , and it is a cash-paying customer, which ensures that you will not be found out, and of course, I will take a commission."
"Is it dangerous?"
Ethan's suggestion made Chen Zhao hesitate. He knew that it was difficult to get a medical license in the United States, not to mention that his diploma was a domestic diploma and might not be recognized by the United States.
Ethan's suggestion directly told him to give up going through formal channels and instead become a wandering doctor.
"Don't worry, the clients I introduce to you will definitely not report you to the police or other government departments."
"No, I mean, are your clients safe? I don't want to be a health consultant for some mafia."
"I don't know any mafia. Maybe some people are involved in dark areas, but don't worry, the clients I introduce to you will first ensure your safety."
(End of chapter)