After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 215 Mushroom Poisoning

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 Mushroom Poisoning

She began the meticulous acupuncture treatment for Jiang Wangshan.

Every insertion of the needle concentrated her years of experience and deep concern for the patient.

Jiang Wangshan’s condition was complicated, and because of the many affairs during the day that left him unable to receive treatment, Su Yu had no choice but to continue working into the quiet of the night until the stars filled the sky. Finally, she stopped her busyness.

Despite being both physically and mentally exhausted, witnessing Jiang Wangshan gradually improve under her efforts brought a sincere sense of satisfaction to Su Yu’s heart, and all fatigue seemed worthwhile at that moment.

Just as Su Yu was preparing to wash up and rest, to allow her tense nerves to relax, a sudden and anxious knocking at the door erupted, accompanied by the familiar and urgent shouting of Uncle Li: "Ziling’s family, Ziling’s family, come quickly to save someone!"

The sudden call instantly dispelled Su Yu’s sleepiness, and she sat up sharply from her bed, knowing that an emergency must have arisen.

Jiang Ziling whispered beside her, "By the sound of it, that should be Uncle Li."

Su Yu nodded slightly, having also recognized the familiar and somewhat panicked voice.

"You rest here, I’ll go and see," she said as she quickly rose, ready to go out.

Meanwhile, Lady Zhao was also disturbed from her sleep by the noise outside, and she complained with dissatisfaction, her words laced with sharpness and spleen: "What’s with the wailing and howling in the middle of the night, what on earth is going on!"

Such words undoubtedly made Uncle Li, who had come for help, feel deeply wronged.

In Nanyue Country, it was customary to "make commotion during mourning," where once someone in the family passed away, in addition to holding regular mourning ceremonies, musicians who played the suona would be invited to perform loudly in send-off. Lady Zhao’s thoughtless words, to Uncle Li, sounded like an ominous curse.

Su Yu paid no mind to this and walked straight to the door, her voice carrying concern: "Uncle Li, what’s the emergency?"

The moment the door opened, Uncle Li seemed to see a glimmer of hope. He clutched Su Yu’s hand tightly, his words filled with urgency: "Quick, come and see your Aunt Li, she’s been talking nonsense since after dinner and then started vomiting continuously, and now she’s completely unconscious."

Su Yu’s expression became earnest, and she instantly became serious, yet she did not immediately follow Uncle Li outside. "Uncle Li, please wait a moment, I will go back to my room to get my medicine box."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Li suddenly realized, and he hastily let go of her hand.

In his panic, he had forgotten the basic courtesies, and if seen in this state of disarray, it would undoubtedly lead to further gossip and rumors.

Su Yu did not hesitate further, she immediately turned back into the house and quickly organized the necessary medical supplies.

The "medicine box" she referred to was actually a small and intricately woven bamboo basket.

Su Yu carefully placed several Golden Needles and a few precious Detoxification Elixir pills into it, and based on the symptoms described by Uncle Li, she also selected a few specific herbs to put into the basket. Only then did she sling the basket over her arm and hurried out the door with Uncle Li.

"We’d better hurry."

Su Yu’s pace was both quick and decisive; even Uncle Li, advanced in years, was urged to quicken his steps by this sense of urgency.

Upon entering Uncle Li’s home, Aunt Li was lying on the bed, unconscious as Uncle Li had described, unresponsive to any call or invocation from the outside world. Su Yu quickly approached to check her pulse, and carefully inspected Aunt Li’s eyelids to assess her condition.

"She’s showing symptoms of poisoning. What exactly did she eat tonight?"

Su Yu asked gravely.

"Poisoned, poisoned?"

Uncle Li’s voice trembled, clearly terrified by the sudden news, "We just ate some wild mushrooms picked from the mountains..."

"What kind of wild mushrooms?"

Su Yu pressed on.

"Just the usual kind we see all the time, we’ve picked and eaten them every year, never expecting to be poisoned this time..."

Uncle Li babbled nervously, his eyes seemingly swirling with tears.

Su Yu took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and continued to ask, "You mentioned earlier that she keeps vomiting, where is the vomit? Let me see it!"

Although Uncle Li’s legs were weak, he still managed to lead Su Yu out to the yard at this critical moment.

The pile of vomit lay quietly in the corner. Su Yu held a candle for light in one hand and carefully prodded with a twig in the other, quickly identifying the crux of the problem—the wild mushrooms were mixed with a toxic species known as the death cap, which, if not cooked properly, could cause poisoning.

At best, it would trigger severe vomiting, diarrhea, and hallucinations; at worst, it could damage internal organs and threaten life.

"Uncle Li, you appear to be unharmed; could it be that you didn’t eat any, or just a little?"

Su Yu asked, perplexed.

Given the amount of vomit present, Aunt Li must have consumed quite a bit.

Uncle Li patted his stomach and let out a bitter laugh, "Ah, she particularly liked eating them, so I left them all for her. I didn’t taste a single one."

At that moment, the remorse and guilt in his heart surged like a tide. If only he had shared some, maybe his wife would not have suffered such a dire fate and he could have alleviated some of her suffering.

The corner of Su Yu’s mouth twitched involuntarily. This was the epitome of the saying "Those who dote on their wives, often stay fit." Wasn’t the scene before him proof of this? If Uncle Li had taken a bite, he might be enduring the same torment now.

The cause of the illness was clear, and Su Yu now had a plan of action.

During his days of practicing medicine in the mountains with his master, cases of poisoning from wild mushrooms were not uncommon, so for Su Yu, handling such situations was well within his expertise.

The more challenging issue at hand, however, was that Aunt Li was elderly and could not be compared to the young in terms of bodily functions. She had consumed a substantial quantity, and despite having vomited out some of the toxins, it was still possible that residual toxins could damage her internal organs and nervous system, causing the unconscious state to persist.

"First, gently help her up."

Su Yu instructed firmly, as every second that followed was of the utmost importance.

Uncle Li pursed his lips, looking anxious yet resolute, and followed Su Yu’s directions.

Su Yu deftly brought over an old wooden basin with smooth edges and placed it under Aunt Li, then took out a carefully selected goose feather tube from his sleeve, skillfully touching Aunt Li’s throat with practiced hands.

Beneath the gentle motion was an irrefutable force, prompting a natural reaction deep within Aunt Li’s body.

Although Aunt Li had already tried to induce vomiting earlier, this time, with the subtle stimulation of the goose feather tube, the remnants in her stomach, mixed with the pungent, sour smell of partially digested food, seemed to find an outlet, rushing out all at once, accompanied by Aunt Li’s bursts of painful dry heaves.