But before Ling Zhengping could react, Luo Ziling had already walked into the courtyard and walked quickly towards Ling Jinhua's bedroom.
Ling Ruonan did not follow immediately, but still stood in front of Ling Zhengping.
As a result, Ling Zhengping took out his anger on Ling Ruonan.
"The good son you gave birth to is actually..."
But before Ling Zhengping finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Ruonan who was also very angry: "Ling Zhengping, shut your stinky mouth. I don't know why you are like this today, but what I want to tell you is, don't even think about it.
He bullied our mother and son. Luo Ziling helped the old man recover his health. Even if he killed me, I would not believe that he poisoned and murdered the old man. You couldn’t produce any evidence and pinned the charge on Luo Ziling without any investigation. I do
I think you are an imbecile. No one with normal thinking would think this way."
Unexpectedly, Ling Ruonan, who had never been angry with him before, could be so aggressive towards him. Ling Zhengping was even more furious and grabbed Ling Ruonan's hand: "What did you say?"
"Let me go," Ling Ruonan threw away Ling Zhengping's hand and shouted angrily: "Ling Zhengping, can you be more sensible? With your experience and status, what do you think of your performance today?
It's appropriate and normal? Don't you know that the most important thing now is to save grandpa's life instead of quarreling with each other? I really believe that you don't want grandpa to recover."
With that said, he ignored Ling Zhengping and strode into the courtyard, heading towards Ling Jinhua's room.
The place where they had just argued was in the front yard of the Ling family's old house, close to the main house. After walking through a yard inside, there was Ling Jinhua's bedroom.
At this time, there were many people busy inside and outside Ling Jinhua's bedroom, including several doctors wearing white coats.
The doctors and staff had been preparing to send Ling Jinhua to the hospital, but Ling Jinhua refused and asked Luo Ziling to treat him.
Several experienced doctors from the 401 Hospital visited the hospital. They wanted to perform gastric lavage on Ling Jinhua, but Ling Jinhua did not agree.
In fact, Ling Jinhua's poisoning symptoms were not very serious. After having diarrhea several times, the situation stabilized slightly.
Before you have diarrhea, it's called a pale face, which is as scary as you want.
Fortunately, Ling Jinhua was still conscious, otherwise he would have been sent to the hospital.
Luo Ziling followed Secretary Huang and walked into Ling Jinhua's bedroom. Two doctors were still examining Ling Jinhua.
"Let me take a look," Luo Ziling shouted angrily: "I am most familiar with the old man's physical condition. I have been treating him during this period. You guys get out of the way first."
Two doctors who were checking the old man's condition and making preparations for gastric lavage couldn't help but froze when a young man ordered him, and their brows immediately furrowed.
"Let him take a look," said the livid-faced Ling Mingrui.
Naturally, no one dared to object to Ling Mingrui's order, and the two doctors immediately gave up their bedside positions to Luo Ziling.
After Luo Ziling sat down, he took Ling Jinhua's hand and began to take a pulse. After taking the pulse, he carefully checked Ling Jinhua's fundus and the baroreflex in his abdomen. After checking these, he took out a few silver needles.
After disinfection, it was inserted into the acupuncture points on Ling Jinhua's abdomen.
This time the acupuncture was not a treatment, but an examination for Ling Jinhua to check the circulation of Qi and blood.
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 aside quietly without saying a word.
Ling Zhengping also came in. His face was also ashen. He wanted to have a fit, but was stopped by Ling Mingrui's sharp look.
"Old man, I examined you carefully. It's not a serious problem. It's just that someone added a little laxative to the medicine you took." After Luo Ziling withdrew the injection, he said to Ling Jinhua in front of everyone:
"I don't know who added the ingredient of croton in the medicine, and I can't possibly figure it out. What I have to do now is to help you recover. I'll do acupuncture for you, and you will feel better by then.
Once 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 had made a diagnosis based only on taking pulses and acupuncture.
Ling Jinhua's physical condition did look like croton poisoning, but because he was older and in poor health, his physical condition was much more serious than that of ordinary croton poisoning, so they did not dare to make a clear diagnosis.
What is Ling Jinhua's identity? His life and death are a national matter. If a misdiagnosis is made, it will be a big problem.
They didn't even dare to give medication easily, because if improper medication caused Ling Jinhua's condition to worsen, 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 medicine. They just advised the old man to go to the hospital quickly. Unexpectedly, Ling Jinhua was very stubborn and refused to go to the hospital. They wanted to wait for Luo Ziling to come and treat him.
Had to give up.
Several doctors and staff did not expect Luo Ziling to make a diagnosis so quickly 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 did not stop him, so no one dared to say a word.
Luo Ziling took a few thicker and shorter silver needles, disinfected them carefully, and then inserted them into the acupuncture points on Ling Jinhua's abdomen.
Several doctors who visited me had never been exposed to traditional Chinese medicine or acupuncture treatment, so they looked at me curiously.
They were surprised to see that as Luo Ziling turned the needle, his face slowly turned red, and then heat came up, and the heat got stronger and stronger. Slowly, Ling Jinhua also had heat coming out of his head, and his face slowly turned red.
Slowly turning from white to rosy.
Then, Ling Jinhua's stomach growled, and it sounded like severe intestinal peristalsis.
Then the old man accidentally farted, and suddenly the room stunk.
However, no one dared to cover their noses or use other actions to express disgust, as if they didn't smell the stench.
After about twenty minutes of treatment, Luo Ziling suddenly pulled out the needle, stood up again, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead, he told the special nurse waiting on the side, "Hurry and help the old man into the bathroom, he is going to have a bowel movement."
The two special nurses who had been staying there fearfully, after hearing Luo Ziling's instructions, quickly helped the old man up and almost carried Ling Jinhua into the bathroom. As soon as they put Ling Jinhua down on the toilet, the old man couldn't help but start to ejaculate.
Already.
There was a splashing sound of water, and the unpleasant stench filled the air again.
Luo Ziling had already fled outside the house and asked Ling Ruonan to follow her out.
Ling Ruonan took the opportunity to follow Luo Ziling out of the bedroom, not wanting to smell the unpleasant stench.
"Ling'er, how is great-grandpa's condition?"
"If nothing else happens, it will be fine if I sleep for a few more hours," Luo Ziling smiled at Ling Ruonan.
After hearing this, Ling Ruonan finally breathed a sigh of relief.