Chapter 111 Fake Death First Aid

False death is the legendary suspended death.

In the final analysis, this suspended animation is not death, but "living very weakly".

In the near-death stage, if a person's breathing, circulation and brain functions are highly suppressed, and life activities are extremely weak, it will be difficult to detect vital signs using conventional clinical examination methods such as testing pulse and heartbeat, checking breathing.

If first responders are inexperienced and the inspection is not careful enough, fatal physical evidence that prematurely determines death may easily appear.

Just like now, Lin Xinyi almost thought that the poisoned lady was really dead——

There's nothing he can do about it. His patients generally don't need resuscitation. First aid is basically a dragon-slaying skill that he can't use even after learning it.

Suspended death is extremely rare, and Lin Xinyi has never encountered it before.

In addition, he didn't know much about the toxicology of tetrodotoxin. When he saw the poisoned lady's pupils were dilated and her breathing stopped, he didn't think about suspended animation at all.

After being reminded by Miyano Shihoichi, Lin Xinyi immediately reacted:

"Mirror, Miss Mori, you should have brought a dressing mirror with you, right?"

"Well." Mao Lilan hurriedly pulled out a small mirror from his backpack, handed it over, and asked with some confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Check to see if she's breathing."

"The breathing of a person who is suspended from death is very weak. You may not be able to feel the breathing with your hands, but it does not mean that there is no breathing at all."

Lin Xinyi answered Mao Lilan's doubts.

Then, he quickly picked up the mirror and gently placed it in front of the nostrils of the poisoned lady who had "stopped breathing."

Soon, a layer of mist formed on the mirror.

"Still breathing!" Lin Xin suddenly became excited:

Water mist condensed on the mirror, indicating that the lady's breathing had indeed become extremely weak, not that she had completely stopped breathing.

Although you can no longer feel it with your hands, the mirror can capture the thin mist between the weak airflow.

She was still alive, very weakly.

Don't underestimate such weak breathing.

In the case of complete cessation of breathing, irreversible brain tissue death will occur in more than 6 minutes.

But with such weak breathing, people may be able to survive 10 minutes, 15 minutes, or even longer.

If the life is hard enough, the patient may even survive suspended animation on his own, just like the "resurrection from the dead" mentioned in those fairy tales.

"What to do next?"

After confirming that the woman could still be saved for the time being, Lin Xinyi quickly asked Miyano Shiho for his opinion.

He has already understood that Miyano Shiho knows more about tetrodotoxin than he does.

"Continue to perform artificial respiration and heart compressions."

"This stabilizes the situation, but the situation is still dangerous."

Miyano Shiho said calmly:

"After all, there is no antidote for tetrodotoxin, and we don't know how much of a dose this woman took."

"If you accidentally eat poisonous puffer fish meat, you need to use a gastric lavage machine to thoroughly lavage your stomach, use a ventilator to maintain breathing, and administer epinephrine to stabilize the sharply lowered blood pressure."

"In short, without hospital equipment and drugs, and without professional treatment as soon as possible, people may still die."

"I see."

"Miss Maori, go and hurry to the hospital and ask when the ambulance will arrive."

Lin Xinyi immediately assigned Mao Lilan the task of contacting the hospital.

Immediately afterwards, he continued to turn around and perform artificial respiration and heart compression on the poisoned lady who was feigning death to help her continue to live as long as possible.

"this"

I saw Lin Xinyi, Mao Lilan, and Miyano Shiho rescuing people with their fierce actions and professional methods.

The husband of the poisoned lady, the middle-aged man who just opened the door to call for help, said with a subtle expression:

"Can my wife be saved?"

"Let's see if the ambulance comes quickly enough."

"Of course, it also depends on the dose of tetrodotoxin your wife ingested."

"If the dose of tetrodotoxin she ingested is not high, in that case, with luck, she might be able to survive on her own."

Miyano Shiho explained a few words calmly.

Then, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at the man coldly:

"How may I call you?"

"Yuda, just call me Yuda."

The middle-aged man who called himself Yuda forced an ugly smile on his face: "Is there any problem?"

"I would like to ask, how much puffer fish meat did your wife eat?"

"Her signs of poisoning look a bit severe."

Miyano Shiho's voice is always steady.

It's like a robot with a beautiful girl's voice, and people can't hear the emotions inside.

Mr. Yuda was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he pointed at the half-eaten puffer fish hotpot on the low table and said:

"My wife prefers fugu, but I don't like it that much."

"So I only ate a little bit, and my wife basically ate the fugu hot pot."

"I didn't expect our luck to be so bad. We were poisoned after eating puffer fish."

As he spoke, Yuda's already pale cheeks gradually became even more colorless.

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his body was swaying, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

It was obvious that he also seemed to be suffering from poisoning symptoms such as muscle paralysis and impaired movement.

But Miyano Shiho didn't care about Mr. Yuda's health and just continued to ask:

"When was this puffer fish hotpot served?"

"How long has it been since you started eating pufferfish?"

"About ten, ten minutes," Yuda continued to answer.

But after he said these words, he immediately covered his mouth with an ugly expression.

Then, Mr. Yuda rushed out of the door, hugged the trash can outside the box door and vomited.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xinyi was attracted by such a big movement.

"It's okay, this is just local irritation caused by tetrodotoxin acting directly on the gastrointestinal tract."

"Nausea and vomiting are normal reactions after ingesting tetrodotoxin."

"Mr. Yuda can at least move on his own now and his breathing is normal. He is only mildly poisoned by tetrodotoxin and is unlikely to die."

"It seems he was right. He just ate a little bit of puffer fish meat, so the danger is not great."

Miyano Shiho's words were still so calm, but his eyes were staring at Mr. Yuda thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Mao Lilan, who was responsible for contacting the hospital, gave a positive answer:

"Mr. Lin Xinyi, the hospital said that the ambulance has already set off and will arrive in about 5 minutes!"

"That's it"

Hearing the good news, Lin Xin breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems that this lady may be saved!"

He tried using the mirror to test the poisoned lady's breathing again. Although her breathing was weak, it was still steady.

According to this strength, coupled with the assistance of Lin Xinyi's artificial respiration and cardiac compression, the probability that this woman can survive until the ambulance arrives should be very high.

"That's great!"

Mr. Yuda, who had just vomited violently, wiped the corners of his mouth gently and thanked him in a trembling voice:

"Thank you so much for meeting you today. I'm so lucky."

"Yes, very lucky."

Miyano Shiho smiled noncommittally.

She rarely smiled, but such a sudden smile made even Mr. Yuda, who had never dealt with her, feel cold:

"When pufferfish was poisoned, I happened to meet a doctor who knew first aid, and I happened to be a scholar who knew the pharmacology and toxicology of tetrodotoxin."

"Your wife's luck is really extraordinary."

"It's just that, Mr. Yuda, you may not be sure."

Miyano Shiho smiled coldly and said meaningfully.

"Hey, hey?"

Yuda's pale cheek twitched slightly:

"Miss, what do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

Miyano Shiho didn't seem to want to talk to Yuda at all.

She glanced at Yuda with some disgust, then turned to Mao Lilan and said:

"Miss Maori, please call again."

"You can call the police car here too."