When I'm on the night shift, all the department heads can't sleep.

Where is my phone?

Jiang Xiaoning spoke softly, but the man in the white shirt reacted immediately.

"Doesn't she know she's afraid of getting scolded? She just drank too much. Doctor, prescribe some hangover medicine, I'll take her home."

He reached out to help the wheelchair again.

Nurse Li pushed his hand away.

"Don't touch her yet."

The man in the white shirt took a breath.

"I am her friend."

"Your friend is standing over there." Nurse Li already had a blood pressure cuff in her hand. "She can still move her mouth, I'll ask her. You can close your mouth for a bit."

The short-haired girl stood behind the wheelchair, clutching a handbag, her lips pressed tightly together.

Lin Ye squatted down next to the wheelchair, his gaze level with Jiang Xiaoning's.

"Your name is Jiang Xiaoning?"

The young woman nodded a beat late.

How big?

"Twenty-three."

Is the stomach ache in the upper part of the stomach or the lower part?

Jiang Xiaoning's hand was still pressed on her upper abdomen.

"It's burning hot here."

After she finished speaking, a lump rose in her throat again, and she felt like vomiting, but only a little bit of sour water came out.

Ma Hao quickly handed over the curved wheel.

The man in the white shirt frowned and took a half-step back.

"She's already vomited twice; she'll be fine once the alcohol is out."

"I'm asking her, not you."

The man in the white shirt was interrupted, and his impatience became even more obvious.

Qin Hai walked over from behind the triage desk, first looking at Jiang Xiaoning, then at the blood pressure cuff that Nurse Li had just put on.

"Report vital signs first."

Nurse Li straightened the cuff and looked down at the blood pressure monitor.

"Ninety-four or ninety-eight, heart rate 116, too low."

Ma Hao held the finger oxygen clip.

"Ninety-three, hands are cold."

Lin Ye looked at Jiang Xiaoning's chest, which was rising and falling very slowly.

"What about breathing?"

Ma Hao hadn't even put down the finger clip in his hand when he quickly looked down to count.

The man in the white shirt chimed in from the side.

"Of course she'll breathe slower when she's drunk; she usually has a low alcohol tolerance."

Qin Hai raised his eyelids.

"Say one more thing for her, then go wait outside."

The hand in the white shirt, still resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, slowly withdrew.

Ma Hao finished counting and lowered his voice.

Eleven times.

Lin Ye's gaze fell on the medicine.

The medicine blister pack was tucked into the palm of the white shirt, with only the silver back showing.

That one glance was enough for him to recognize the second half of the medicine's name.

Stomach medicine wouldn't be printed like this, and hangover medicine wouldn't be hidden like this.

The pale blue lettering lit up at the edge of his field of vision.

Emergency Room Early Warning System

[Possible risk: Combination of sedative-hypnotic drugs with alcohol.]

[Misjudgment point: Released on suspicion of intoxication.]

[Key gaps: drug name, medication time, and dosage.]

Drinking alcohol, vomiting, slow breathing.

Add another strip of medicine that shouldn't be in the bag.

He stood up and looked at Qin Hai.

"Teacher Qin, we can't take her away just because she's drunk. Her breathing is slow, her blood pressure is low, and she keeps vomiting. We need to check her blood sugar and ECG first; she should stay here for now."

Qin Hai didn't ask any further questions.

"Move the monitor to the monitoring position. Ma Hao, bedside blood glucose. Nurse Li, oxygen on, place the kidney dish and suction device within her reach."

Jiang Xiaoning's eyes widened slightly when she heard "guardian position".

"I don't need to be hospitalized."

Her voice was unsteady, but she spoke urgently.

"I can't lose my phone; she'll keep calling if she can't find me."

Nurse Li pushed the wheelchair while unwinding the oxygen tube.

"Nobody's going to yell at your mom right now. Sit up straight first, and if you throw up, throw up this way, don't tilt your head back."

The short-haired girl followed along, when the girl in the white shirt suddenly grabbed her bag strap.

"Don't make things worse."

The short-haired girl was startled and instinctively let go.

The woman's handbag almost fell to the ground.

Qin Hai spoke from behind.

"The bag goes with the person, Nurse Li, please register it."

The white shirt was still fastened with the bag strap, not loosened.

"Why should I? These are her personal belongings."

Nurse Li stopped the wheelchair and reached out to take the woman's handbag.

"The bag stays with you. If you're worried we'll search it, just stand here and watch us pack and register it."

The man in the white shirt still wanted to speak.

Qin Hai had already looked at the security guard.

"Wait at the door. Don't take her away until the assessment is complete."

The security guard responded and stood by the door.

The short-haired girl's face looked even whiter.

She watched as Jiang Xiaoning was pushed into the monitoring position and finally whispered something.

She didn't drink much tonight.

The man in the white shirt immediately turned around.

"Shut up."

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks.

"Let her speak."

The short-haired girl shrank back half a step behind the wheelchair, her voice trembling.

"She only drank half a glass. We were in a private room, and she said her stomach wasn't feeling well. He said he had some medicine, and she'd feel better after taking it and sleeping for a while."

The man in the white shirt opened his mouth, first looking at Qin Hai, then at the security guard at the door.

"Don't talk nonsense. She asked for it herself."

Qin Hai looked at him.

"Take out the medicine."

The white shirt remained untouched.

Qin Hai's voice turned a little cold.

"Explain yourself clearly now. This is your medical history, and it's the basis for saving your life. The security guards are right at the door; don't even think about taking him away."

The man in the white shirt stared at Qin Hai for two seconds before finally opening his palm.

The corner of the medicine blister pack was slightly bent from his grip.

Nurse Li took it and paused when she scanned the name of the medicine.

"Estazolam".

Ma Hao was drawing blood from Jiang Xiaoning's fingertip when he heard this name, and his hand paused.

"Sleeping pills?"

Nurse Li glared at him.

"Keep your hands busy."

Ma Hao quickly squeezed out the blood beads.

"Blood sugar is 5.8."

Lin Ye memorized the number.

It's not low blood sugar.

Jiang Xiaoning leaned against the headboard, the oxygen tube already connected. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she mumbled incoherently.

"I don't want to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Nurse Li bent down to look at her.

"How many pieces did you eat?"

Jiang Xiaoning didn't react.

The short-haired girl eagerly answered.

"I don't know. I only saw him hand her a white tablet, and then she drank water by herself. When I came back from the restroom, she was slumped over the table."

The man in the white shirt immediately retorted, "What's wrong with one drink? She drank too."

"If you add alcohol to one tablet, would you dare sign the papers and take her away?"

The man in the white shirt gritted his teeth, unable to reply.

Qin Hai glanced at Lin Ye but didn't stop him.

He picked up the medicine blister pack and counted the empty spaces.

"Two pieces are missing."

The short-haired girl suddenly looked up.

"Impossible, I only saw one patch."

The white shirt slipped a little to the foot of the bed, and the heel of the shoe touched the footrest of the wheelchair.

Nurse Li tore off a registration sticker, and halfway through writing down the time, she looked up and asked a question.

"Who took the medicine? I'll sign for it."

Qin Hai handed the medicine blister pack to her.

"Where did the medicine come from? How many pills? We'll ask them separately later. Don't focus on the bed now, check on the person first."

Jiang Xiaoning suddenly veered to the side.

Nurse Li reacted quickly and had already supported her shoulder with her hand.

The next second, she vomited.

This sip was larger than the previous one, and the mixture of alcohol and sour water made her cough twice.

Lin Ye raised the headboard almost simultaneously.

"Turn your head to this side."

Nurse Li handed over the suction tube.

"Ma Hao, don't just nod, come and lend a hand."

Qin Hai had already put the stethoscope into his ear.

"Listen to his chest. Ma Hao, attach the ECG. Don't miss any blood tests for liver and kidneys, electrolytes, or blood gases. Also collect urine samples for pregnancy."

He pressed the stethoscope down a little.

"Ask the lab if we can add toxicology screening. Don't give her any fluids yet, leave the needle in. Ask as many questions as you can about when the medication and alcohol were introduced; if you can't find out anything, write 'cannot find out anything'."

Qin Hai called Jiang Xiaoning's name again.

"Keep an eye on them too. Check if they open their eyes when called by name, and if they answer clearly. Do this every five minutes."

Ma Hao nodded hurriedly.

"Know."

The man in the white shirt stood at the foot of the bed, half a step away from the doorway.

"Why is she throwing up? Wasn't she drunk?"

Nurse Li didn't even look up.

"I just told you to say less, but you insisted on using 'drunk' as a shield."

After Jiang Xiaoning finished coughing, her eyes were half-open and half-closed.

Lin Ye moved a little closer.

"Jiang Xiaoning, can you hear me? How many pieces did you eat yourself?"

Her lips moved for a long time.

He said half a piece.

The man in the white shirt immediately retorted.

"When did I say half a piece?"

Jiang Xiaoning didn't look at him.

Her eyes were a little red, and her voice was very low.

"I thought it was stomach medicine."

The short-haired girl immediately covered her mouth.

Qin Hai took off his stethoscope.

"Nurse Li, please record the medical history as she provides. Also, please note down the accompanying person's information: name, phone number, and identification."

The man in the white shirt glanced toward the door.

"Why would you want my ID? I didn't harm her."

The security guard moved one step closer to the door.

Qin Hai didn't argue with him.

"You're the accompanying person, and you had the medicine blister pack in your hand just now. Show me your ID."

Before the man in the white shirt could speak, the security guard at the door was already standing there.

Jiang Xiaoning's breathing was still slow.

After the oxygen level rose, it climbed from 93 to 95 and then stopped.

The blood hasn't returned to the bedside yet.

Lin Ye pushed the used curved plate closer to the bed.

When the man in the white shirt said "I've had too much to drink" for the third time, he wasn't looking at Jiang Xiaoning; he was looking at the doorway.

Jiang Xiaoning suddenly reached out and grabbed the edge of the bed sheet.

"Don't let her see my phone."

Lin Ye looked at her.

"Leave your mother aside for now. Look at me, what time did you take your medicine? Who gave it to you?"

Jiang Xiaoning burst into tears.

"She can check the location and also look through the chat history."

Nurse Li tucked the monitoring cable to the bedside, her tone less harsh than before.

"It's her business to swear. Don't make yourself sound silent."

Jiang Xiaoning closed her eyes.

A few seconds later, she moved away from the white shirt.

"10:30, in a private room."

He said that half a pill would make him feel better.

"I drank water. I don't remember anything after that."

"10:30, in a private room. That's what she said herself."

Qin Hai nodded.

"Call the ER second line down. First, keep a close watch on the case of sleeping pills mixed with alcohol, keep a close watch on the airway, and make sure there's no empty space by the bedside. Pack the blister packs into bags and register them, and temporarily store the package with the person."

Qin Hai looked at the girl in the white shirt and the girl with short hair.

"You two exchange phone numbers separately. Whoever knows what's going on, just tell your own stories and don't interrupt each other by the bedside."

Ma Hao ran to make a phone call.

The short-haired girl stood by the bed and suddenly looked up.

"Doctor, I have a video on my phone."

The man in the white shirt suddenly looked at her.

The short-haired girl shrank back slightly, but still took out her phone.

"I was filming them singing. It looks like I filmed the medicine box on the table."

The phone screen lit up.

The screen was shaking violently, and the lights in the private room were flashing red and blue intermittently.

Jiang Xiaoning sat on the sofa, holding a disposable paper cup in her hand.

The man in the white shirt sat next to her; on the table, a silver medicine blister pack was pressed under a cigarette box.

Lin Ye only glanced at it.

In the fleeting second the image shifted, a cigarette pack was pressing down on a medicine blister pack, and two empty spaces on the side gleamed white under the colored lights.