"How can you add poisonous things to toys?" an old man from the patient's family said to himself in a low voice.
"Borax can increase the ductility of soft mud and maintain a good feel, so businesses will add borax to soft mud toys. There is a standard value added, but more than half of the ones sold on the market have problems. There is too much borax added, "Tang Haitao said. "The child's allergic dermatitis is an emergency. We don't dare to use medicine indiscriminately. Go to the dermatology department tomorrow."
"Oh, oh," the patient's family said hurriedly.
"In the future, be careful when you buy things for the child. Check carefully first," he continued. "A long time ago, in order to increase the elasticity and taste more elastic, borax was added to cold rice dumplings, sophora flower powder, jelly, and some pasta.
"Later, it was discovered that it had a tendency to cause cancer, so it was not allowed to be added. I remember when I looked up the information, I found that adding borax to food can be a maximum sentence, but I didn't look at the details. "
Listening to Tang Haitao's words, the patient's family was scared.
After the child played with the toys, his hands must have been stained with something. Moreover, the child was still young, so it was inevitable that he would bite his nails.
If his hands had such a strong reaction, what would happen if he ate it?
"How can you do that!"
"Borax is allowed. Crystal mud slime is not something to eat. In the future, check carefully before you buy things. You must be careful. " Tang Haitao blew two breaths into the child's palm and said with a smile, "It won't hurt after blowing, right?"
His face was a little dark and he was tall and sturdy. Although he tried his best to pretend to be gentle, he still scared the child.
The child cried even louder.
"Go back first. Tomorrow, find a dermatology doctor to prescribe medicine," Tang Haitao said.
The patient's family thanked him profusely and left. Tang Haitao turned around and saw Boss Zheng standing behind him. He touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.
"You got married quite early," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"After graduating from university, I married a classmate and then had a child," Tang Haitao said. "I wanted to avoid the chief resident, but I couldn't."
Zheng Ren knew that not being able to see a child for a year was not a good feeling.
"It'll be over soon," Zheng Ren said with a smile as he patted Tang Haitao's shoulder.
"Is Doctor Chang alright, Boss Zheng?" Tang Haitao asked. "I went to see him twice. Seeing that Brother Yun was there, I didn't stay for long."
"It shouldn't be a big problem. The most critical time is over. My body will slowly recover," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "After the acute period, it's just a small problem."
Acute anaphylactic shock is a small problem. Tang Haitao clicked his tongue.
"Boss Zheng, why do you have a surgical bag at home?"
"It's for Su Yun's practice," Zheng Ren said. "If his allergic reaction gets worse today, he'll probably have to use it during the incision."
"That's good, that's good." Tang Haitao wanted to get closer to Boss Zheng, but he did not know how to talk and was too embarrassed to flatter him directly. He just scratched his head and refused to leave.
"I'm going to check on Chang Yue. If there's nothing else, I'll go back." Zheng Ren said, "I'll have to trouble you with this. If anything happens, Su Yun is here. Give me a call and I'll be there soon."
After that, he took out his phone and exchanged phone numbers with Tang Haitao.
"Okay, don't worry, Boss Zheng." As he spoke, Tang Haitao leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Boss Zheng, do you have any news about your project this year?"
"News?"
"I heard that there are many reporters outside preparing to interview you."
"Oh, they're just doing news. It has something to do with the Nobel Prize, but it's not much." Zheng Ren smiled. "Speaking of which, you're quite meticulous."
"Huh?"
"There's boric acid in the crystal mud slime. You've already investigated this matter," Zheng Ren said with a smile. He did not want to talk about the Nobel Prize, so he changed the topic.
"Sigh, you can't be too careful with things used by children." Tang Haitao smiled and said, "I've checked a lot of information. Borax is a highly toxic raw material. If you ingest too much borax, it will cause multiple organ accumulation poisoning. I still remember that borax was added to deep-fried dough sticks a few years ago, so I paid attention. "
"This is also clinical experience. Amazing, amazing," Zheng Ren praised with a smile.
"It's nothing. This kind of situation rarely happens. The younger the child, the more tender the skin, and the greater the possibility of problems, "Tang Haitao said embarrassedly. "I haven't encountered it in our emergency department, but someone else in the group has."
"I looked at the information they found. The European toy safety standard, EN71-3, requires that the boron migration in crystal mud should not exceed 300 mg/kg, and clay toys should not exceed 1200 mg/kg. The Safety Supervision Bureau checked it a while ago, so I paid attention. "
"The toy with the highest boron migration reached 4100 mg/kg."
Zheng Ren nodded. This time, he had learned something new. The System only gave a diagnosis, but it did not say what caused it. If Zheng Ren were to face this small patient alone, he would probably have to investigate for a long time.
It was quite a coincidence. Zheng Ren slowly walked to the door of the emergency room. Seeing that Chang Yue's System panel had basically recovered, he whispered a few words to Su Yun before bidding farewell to Tang Haitao. He and Yiren brought Blackie home.
The door was closed properly. It was not as wide open as he had imagined.
Zheng Ren originally thought that Blackie would not close the door when it slipped out. He did not expect it to even remember this.
However, this was only a guess. Zheng Ren still carefully blocked Yiren behind him, afraid that a thief had broken into the house.
He opened the door and looked up and down. There was no problem, so Zheng Ren was relieved.
Yiren was cleaning up the coffee table. Su Yun drank half a bottle of whiskey, and the rest was drunk by Blackie.
The bottle was upside down, and there were some wine stains on the ground.
Zheng Ren was also quite speechless. If it was anyone else, they would have a headache if they had such a little guy who loved to drink and could open and close the door by himself.
It was inevitable that he would have a good chat with Blackie with "sincere words and earnest wishes". It was not until Blackie showed an annoyed expression that Zheng Ren felt bored that he stopped.
"Zheng Ren, can Sister Yue come back tomorrow?" Xie Yiren asked.
"She should be able to. I went to take a look later. Her vital signs are stable, and there are no serious complications, "Zheng Ren said with a smile. "If you hadn't reacted quickly and used epinephrine a few minutes earlier, Chang Yue would probably have had a tracheotomy."
"Hehe, when you said that, I thought of the community hospital below our house. I'll definitely run faster than 120," Xie Yiren said cutely with a pout.
"If that's the case, it'll be troublesome," Zheng Ren said. "The incision at home has not been sterilized. Chang Yue will have to stay in the hospital for at least a few days."
After cleaning up, Xie Yiren snuggled up to Zheng Ren and whispered. She was still worried about Chang Yue and kept asking questions.
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