The next day.
9:00 AM.
In the ward.
Zhao Heng came to the bedside of the girl who suffered from benzodiazepine poisoning yesterday. Although she still appeared pale, she looked much better than when she was admitted.
After all, with two rounds of blood perfusion overnight, the excessive drugs in the girl's body had been largely filtered out.
Drug poisoning is like this; it's basically reliant on blood perfusion, using physical means to filter out excess drugs in the blood. As for antidotes and such, they only exist in martial arts novels.
The difference between toxins and drugs is merely a matter of dosage; fundamentally, they are essentially the same.
"How was it last night?"
Zhao Heng asked Wang Tao, who was standing beside him.
"The situation is basically stable, but there is damage to the liver and kidneys, and the lungs have perfusion injuries. The patient is still in a comatose state."
Wang Tao replied.
