LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 68: Curing the Illness by Standing Up
The moment the ambulance doors swung open, an old professor rushed forward to willingly lift the stretcher.
That sure scared the nurses inside.
"Take it easy, Professor. Watch your back!"
As soon as the nurse finished speaking, the IV bag was snatched away.
"Give it here to me!"
Li Guotai, still robust in his old age, took the central position with ease.
The moment he appeared in front of the photographers, he asked with a beaming smile, "Wu Bin, how are you feeling now?"
Wu Bin opened his mouth, and water gushed out continuously.
You old fogey, with the state I'm in, what do you think?
Fortunately, Li Guotai was just asking out of formality, mainly to get himself some screen time.
Li Guotai looked at Hu Ping.
"Tell me, what's Wu Bin's situation this time?"
Hu Ping repeated the whole story to Li Guotai from start to finish.
When they heard that Wu Bin struggled under the water for at least fifteen minutes, a group of old respiratory medicine professors' eyes lit up!
"Drowning? That's a job for us in the respiratory department!"
"Get lost, you cardiac surgeon. What are you pushing that cart for, move aside!"
"Where are the nurses? Hurry up with the monitors! These are all precious medical data!"
"He Bi, don't just stand there gawking. Hurry and get changed, we're heading to the operating room! You've stumbled upon a great opportunity!"
The new respiratory doctor, He Bi, was completely confused.
He had just joined the First Hospital of the Metropolis and was still getting used to the work environment.
Before this, he had worked in hospitals abroad and had a wealth of clinical experience.
I mean, looking at this kid on the stretcher, he's obviously about to kick the bucket, and none of you are panicking. Instead, you're as happy as if it's New Year's?
In the disinfection room, He Bi washed and disinfected his hands with soap after changing.
A group of old professors gathered around him, washing their hands while laughing, each looking a bit deranged.
"Professor Zeng, what's the backstory with this patient? Why do you all seem so happy?"
Professor Zeng's eyes were gleaming.
"How can we not be happy? We've been waiting so long, and it's finally our department's turn!"
"Is everyone washed up? Let's go!"
The group of professors, all suited up, entered the emergency room.
At this point, Wu Bin lay on the bed, still spitting out water continuously.
Professor Zeng looked to head nurse Liu Jing.
"Liu Jing, what's Wu Bin's condition like?"
Liu Jing shook her head.
"It's not looking good. There are signs of water intoxication and lung edema."
The group of professors fell silent immediately.
"That's it?"
Liu Jing nodded.
"Yes, just those two."
"No other complications have arisen?"
"None."
The professors were filled with both disappointment and anger!
Damn it, why does it have to be so unlucky when it's their turn!
Neither lung edema nor water intoxication requires surgery!
So did they just wash their hands for nothing?
"Ah, Professor Zeng, why do I feel like crying?"
"Right? We waited so long, and this is it?"
"I told you we should have checked first! Wait for the results to come in before bringing him here. You're all too hasty! Now the whole hospital is going to laugh at us!"
Professor Zeng, looking at Wu Bin's bloated belly, wasn't quite ready to give up.
It's like I want to slice open his belly!
Seeing the group of old professors beating their chests and stamping their feet, He Bi broke out in a cold sweat.
Why does this hospital in my home country give off such an unprofessional vibe?
He Bi forced a smile and asked, awkwardly, "Isn't it a good thing that the patient didn't develop any other complications after nearly drowning?"
Professor Zeng sighed without much explanation.
At that moment, he had lost all interest.
"Let's just follow the normal procedure."
"Diuretics, corticosteroids—all the necessary meds should be administered first, just at a reduced dosage. Try one-tenth of the normal amount,"
He Bi listened on, his expression one of disbelief.
One-tenth of the normal dosage?
Isn't this guy's water intoxication and pulmonary edema obviously more severe than the average person's?
Why reduce the dosage then?
"Director, isn't one-tenth of the dosage too little?"
Professor Zeng glanced at him.
"You'll understand soon enough. This dosage is not only sufficient, it might even turn out to be excessive."
As the medication was infused, changes began to manifest in Wu Bin's vital signs.
He Bi stared at the monitor's readings, utterly dumbfounded.
"This… The machine must be broken! How could these readings be possible?"
He had only used one-tenth of the normal dosage, yet the effect was a thousandfold!
What the hell, am I running into ghosts in the hospital in broad daylight?
"Damn, I really need to pee!"
Wu Bin, who had been in a coma, suddenly sat up as if his life depended on it.
The diuretic had roused him from his near-death state.
He hurried to sit up and began searching for the bathroom, turning He Bi as pale as a ghost.
Bro, you have pulmonary edema and water intoxication!
How can you be so lively and spirited?
Looking around, Wu Bin discovered he was in the emergency room.
With an embarrassed expression, he asked, "Excuse me, where's the restroom, please?"
Nurse Liu Jing said, "There's a urinal over there; you can't leave this place for now."
"Yourong, go get the urinal,"
Yin Yourong hurried over, took a urinal, and handed it to Wu Bin.
Wu Bin took the urinal, his face a picture of confusion.
"What, I just pee here?"
A group of people looked at Wu Bin's crotch and nodded.
For crying out loud!
Too much!
"I can't pee with all of you staring at me!"
A group of elderly professors then huddled together for a brief and rather heated meeting.
Wu Bin: …
You have to hold a discussion when I just want to take a leak, huh?
Wu Bin couldn't care less at this point; his bladder was about to burst.
He picked up the urinal and went straight to a corner of the emergency room to relieve himself!
As the sound of urine hitting the urinal echoed, a group of young nurses whispered among themselves, some of the more experienced ones even blushed.
Liu Jing, the head nurse, was seasoned and experienced.
From the sound alone, she could estimate the initial velocity of the waterfall.
Liu Jing couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Being young is great, so much energy!
For someone who has been holding their urine for a long time, the relief of sudden release is incredibly satisfying.
But soon, Wu Bin started to feel something was off.
The urinal was already heavy and nearing full, but it seemed he had no intention of stopping!
"Quick! Who has another urinal, bring one here now!"
Every man present was taken aback!
What are you talking about?
A 1200 milliliter urinal isn't enough for you?
"Wu Bin, are you sure…"
"Shut the hell up! It's about to spill on my hand! Hurry up and get another one!"
At this moment, Wu Bin was on the verge of tears.
Alright, alright.
[Iron Will] skill, right?
You enhance the effect of diuretics by a thousandfold, very clever!
You're clearly sent by King Yan to torment me!