Chapter 641 - 493: You Made the Paint Taste Like Milk?
Chapter 641 - 493: You Made the Paint Taste Like Milk?
"But what?"
Su Bingbing noticed that Chen Mu looked unwell when he spoke.
Instinctively.
She also started to feel tense.
Dr. Chen’s attitude was already so serious.
Isn’t that child in great danger?
Seeing Chen Mu grabbing the car keys and about to get into the driver’s seat,
Su Bingbing snatched the keys, "Dr. Chen, let me drive this time."
The car with the ventilator was no longer on campus.
Using Chen Mu’s car was more convenient than the campus hospital’s ambulance.
Meeting Su Bingbing’s concerned gaze, Chen Mu released his grip on the car keys.
Without any hesitation.
He nodded and then said, "Thank you, Reporter Su!"
Chen Mu sat in the back seat, checking his medical bag while sighing, "On one hand, it’s because the patient is just too young..."
"At only four years old, drinking a mouthful of latex paint can be very toxic for a child this age."
Su Bingbing was confused, "But shouldn’t latex paint have a smell? A four-year-old should be able to tell the difference between that and milk, right?"
Chen Mu sighed, "Speaking of which, the paint manufacturers should be thoroughly investigated too!"
"According to that professor, the latex paint they bought had a milky smell."
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"???"
"Has latex paint evolved to the point where it smells like milk now?"
"I heard if the paint smell is too strong, customers avoid it, thinking it has formaldehyde. Some manufacturers now add fragrance to mask the original paint smell."
"I understand wanting to cover the smell, but it shouldn’t smell like milk. Making it smell like food is 100% misleading!"
"But the paint isn’t entirely to blame. Why was the latex paint placed where a child could reach it? Don’t the parents have some responsibility too?"
"Assigning blame can wait. The most important thing right now is to ensure the child who drank the paint is safe."
"That’s true, but we can only shout slogans in the comments. Who knows if my wife’s driving is fast enough. It’d be great if they could get to the faculty apartments sooner."
"..."
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Screech—
Feeling the car come to a sudden stop, Chen Mu looked up.
He saw Su Bingbing’s angry face, "Dr. Chen, a car has blocked us!"
If she hadn’t braked in time, they might have crashed!
"I’m going out to confront them!"
Su Bingbing’s eyes were red.
Fuming.
Their car was on a rescue mission, and such malicious obstruction was endangering someone’s life!
Su Bingbing couldn’t stand it one bit.
However.
Just as Su Bingbing angrily stepped out of the car,
about to voice a complaint,
an elderly man, who seemed to be in his seventies or eighties, got out of the blocking car, holding a child in his arms.
"Dr. Chen, we brought the child to you. Can you see if there’s still hope?"
The old man was in tears.
Seeing this.
Chen Mu quickly got out of the car instead of staying seated.
After a brief examination of the child’s condition, "It’s not immediately life-threatening. We might need to go to the hospital for a stomach wash and stay under observation for a while. How about you let me take the child, and you can follow us in your car?"
Seeing the old man nodding,
Chen Mu wasted no time. After securing the child with the back seat belt,
he started preparing a trash bag, gently asking, "Little one, can you still hear me talking to you?"
Seeing the little girl nod obediently,
Chen Mu retrieved a plastic bucket from his trunk to serve as a trash can.
He also brought out seven or eight bottles of mineral water before signaling Su Bingbing to start driving.
Opening a bottle of mineral water, he held it to the little girl’s lips, "Follow my instructions, rinse your mouth. Don’t be afraid of the trouble, keep rinsing your mouth over and over."
The girl, tears streaming down her face,
was clearly concerned about her life and followed Chen Mu’s instructions obediently.
Watching the girl skillfully hold the mineral bottle and rinse her mouth continuously,
Chen Mu opened his medical kit, pulling out a brand new disposable acupuncture needle.
As soon as he took the needle out,
he noticed the girl next to him stiffening up.
He chuckled, "Are you afraid of needles?"
Gulp—
The girl instinctively swallowed the mineral water in her mouth.
Chen Mu: "!!!"
Later on.
Chen Mu tried hard to persuade the girl to let him perform a couple of simple acupuncture procedures to induce vomiting.
Only by expelling all the paint she accidentally ingested could she stay healthy.
This little girl.
She was so obedient and cooperative just now.
But now, she was struggling fiercely, crying loudly.
The car continued moving on the road.
Chen Mu didn’t dare forcibly administer acupuncture, worried about harming the little girl.
With no other option,
he temporarily discarded the unused needle into the makeshift trash can.
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"Dr. Chen is only trying to help, yet this stubborn child won’t cooperate!"
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