Chapter 642: Chapter 493: You Made the Paint Taste Like Milk?
"You’re even scolding the child? Even if Dr. Chen isn’t allowed to do acupuncture, you can’t scold the kid."
"Exactly! Imagine it yourself, acupuncture needles are so long and look so scary. Even adults would tremble at the sight, not to mention a four-year-old child."
"I think Dr. Chen’s handling just now was inappropriate. They should’ve let the child’s parent board the car together. A four-year-old sick child with strangers in a car, and the other person holding such a terrifying long needle—I think it’s normal for the child to be this emotional."
"It’s normal, but watching this kid cry so hard, I’m scared. What if they suddenly pass out?"
"Let’s hope... the problem of drinking emulsion paint doesn’t create another issue through crying."
"Kids are much more fragile than adults. My sister’s child cried until their retina detached!"
"Can crying really be that severe? That’s terrifying!"
"..."
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"Here’s the thing, please stop the car by the roadside for a moment."
Chen Mu tried to communicate with the child for a while.
Finding it unproductive, he had to call the child’s grandfather again.
Initially, he hoped the grandfather could calm the child down over the phone.
But Chen Mu’s good intentions.
Didn’t yield the desired effect.
With no other option, Chen Mu had Su Bingbing stop the car, and moved over a bit himself to let the child’s grandfather board as well.
Fortunately.
The young girl was usually taken care of by the old professor.
With the professor boarding the car and soothing his little granddaughter, the girl’s emotions gradually stabilized.
But still...
She looked with trepidation at the unopened acupuncture needle in Chen Mu’s hand.
The professor continued to gently comfort his granddaughter, "Miaomiao, don’t be afraid. Only by throwing up the things in your stomach can you be healthy, understand?"
"A few days ago, didn’t you tell grandpa you wanted to play in the snow by the end of the year?"
"As long as you cooperate with the treatment today, grandpa will take you to Beicheng to play in the snow by the end of the year, okay?"
The young girl began to waver...
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"Grandpa! If I call you grandpa, can I come along to play in the snow in Beicheng, too? I’ve never taken a train or a plane in my thirty years!"
"Huh? Never taken a train or a plane at thirty? That’s hard to believe."
"What’s so unbelievable about it? Many people never leave the city they live in their entire lives. The college I attended was less than five kilometers from my home..."
"So going home must be convenient. When you run out of living expenses in college, you can go home to gather some supplies?"
"That’s actually true. My roommate used to bring toilet paper from home."
"How did we get off track? I want to be grandpa’s grandson too!!! Can grandpa give me a chance!!!"
"I can’t even imagine it! If someone took me to see snow, I’d be such a cheerful little boy! Waaaah!"
"Wake up! Your manager might already be watching you slacking off and is getting ready to dock your pay!"
"???"
"Why not!!! How did you know I was going to get my salary docked? Do you have surveillance planted on me, stranger?"
"I don’t, but I just got my salary docked too!"
"Hahaha!!!!"
"..."
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"But, I’m still scared, what should I do?"
The young girl looked up at her grandfather.
Chen Mu smiled gently, "Professor, please cover her eyes and tell her a story, or talk about things she’s usually interested in to distract her a bit."
The professor agreed with a smile.
Then.
Grandfather and granddaughter, spiritedly recited "Yueyang Tower Record."
Chen Mu: "..."
This young and already so competitive?
Though surprised.
Chen Mu’s hands moved quickly.
After adjusting the position of the trash bin, he aimed and inserted a needle.
"Uhh!"
"Uhh!"
"Uhh!"
Watching his trembling granddaughter with tears rolling down her cheeks, the grandfather felt immense sorrow.
With eager eyes, he turned to Chen Mu and asked, "Dr. Chen, doesn’t this emetic method harm the child’s stomach? Isn’t there a gentler way?"
Chen Mu looked calmly at the professor and said, "A gentler method might not work. Even if she vomits stomach acid, she needs to expel as much as possible, because she drank emulsion paint."
"If there are no aftereffects, fine, but if there are, her whole life could be affected."
Hearing this from Chen Mu.
The professor, filled with fear, looked at Chen Mu. "Dr. Chen, can you explain what kind of aftereffects we might expect in our child?"
Chen Mu, observing the child’s vomit, sighed: "Initially, I hoped she didn’t drink much, that the paint was just in her mouth and didn’t reach her stomach, but look..."
Chen Mu pointed to some of the vomit in the trash bin.
And continued, "This is what she just vomited from her stomach. If the paint hadn’t reached the stomach, it might have been better, but now it’s there, her condition could become serious."
"It could lead to paint poisoning, acute gastritis, or aspiration pneumonia."
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"It’s either gastritis or pneumonia. Is drinking a bit of emulsion paint really so serious?"
"Is drinking emulsion paint not serious? If you think it’s harmless, why don’t you drink some yourself and see if it doesn’t make you sick."
"I advise you to treat our fellow chat members with some respect. Our chat buddies here might lack common sense."
"???"
"Who are you making fun of??!!"
"Remember when He Congming swallowed a light bulb, many friends here mocked him but also ended up in the hospital for it? What if someone actually drinks paint because of a comment you made?"
"That’s unlikely..."
"Why not! You’re underestimating our community’s boldness!"
"Scary, really scary..."
"..."
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The old professor, hearing Chen Mu’s words, was already quite frightened.
His arms, holding his little granddaughter, trembled.
"Dr. Chen, those conditions like aspiration pneumonia and gastritis, I can somewhat understand. But paint poisoning—can you explain it in detail?"
"If our child really has paint poisoning, what kind of aftereffects might there be?"
As the patient’s family.
The professor was fearful.
But he also understood...
The emulsion paint had been ingested by their child, and the situation had already occurred. Even if there might be aftereffects, it’s something their family has to face.
Since they have to face it, it’s better to learn as much as possible from a professional.
This could prevent panic if something goes wrong later.
Think of it as.
A precautionary measure...
Chen Mu sighed, "Paint is full of chemicals, potentially causing formaldehyde, benzene poisoning..."
"When you get to the hospital, observe the child for any symptoms of paint poisoning, and inform the doctors as soon as possible if any appear."
The professor nodded.
But his eyes stayed fixed on Chen Mu not far away: "Dr. Chen, can I ask about the specific symptoms of paint poisoning, like what signs should we report to the doctors?"
Chen Mu: "They’re relatively common symptoms—nausea, vomiting, dizziness, diarrhea, headache, stomachache..."
"Make sure within a week, if any of these symptoms show, take the child to the hospital for a blood test."
Seeing the professor nodding, Chen Mu added, "Try going to the hospital for the blood test, not the campus clinic, because if something’s really wrong, the campus facilities might be too basic for immediate emergency response."
