Chapter 36 - Poisonous Flatulence? Now, That's Rare!

Ma Feiwen and Fan Tingting met during their college years. Unlike many college couples who broke up after graduation, they got married right after finishing their studies and entered the institution of marriage successfully. Two years into their marriage, their relationship remained strong, primarily because they had a “quirky” sense of humor.

Couples often have their peculiar quirks and preferences, and the more unusual the interests of both partners, the stronger their bond seems to be.

This evening, just like any other, they had taken their showers and settled into bed. They were engrossed in their smartphones, watching their favorite short videos without bothering the other. However, not long after, Fan Tingting suddenly put her phone down and turned to look at Ma Feiwen.

When Ma Feiwen realized something was wrong, it was too late. Fan Tingting quickly pulled the blanket over them, enveloping Ma Feiwen inside. Then, within the confines of the blanket, she released a foul-smelling fart.

“Fan! Ting! Ting!” Ma Feiwen yelled, struggling.

Watching Ma Feiwen squirm and struggle inside the blanket, Fan Tingting burst into laughter. She had assumed it was just another round of their usual “playful antics” since they had done this many times before. However, what she didn’t anticipate was that Ma Feiwen, trapped inside the blanket, gradually stopped struggling.

Fan Tingting assumed that Ma Feiwen had given up and considered herself the “winner.” However, when she finally lifted the blanket…

First, a foul odor wafted out, and then Fan Tingting saw Ma Feiwen lying motionless on the bed.

“Hey?” Fan Tingting said, leering, “Are you pretending to faint again, trying to attack me sneakily?”

She assumed that Ma Feiwen was playing around with her.

“Hey?” She called again. “Wake up! Stop pretending.”

However, after she nudged Ma Feiwen several times without any response, Fan Tingting felt uneasy.

“This joke isn’t funny at all. Don’t scare me like this,” she said. “If you keep this up, I’ll get angry.”

Even though Fan Tingting issued an “angry warning,” Ma Feiwen showed no signs of waking up. Fan Tingting began to realize the seriousness of the situation.

“If you don’t wake up soon, I’m calling 911,” she threatened. “Once the ambulance arrives and they find out you were faking it, you’ll be in big trouble.”

She picked up her phone and pretended to dial the emergency number to test his reaction.

“Are you…?” “Are you unconscious?”

Seeing that Ma Feiwen still didn’t respond, Fan Tingting panicked and immediately called 911. Subsequently, an ambulance rushed both of them to the hospital.

“Sob, sob, sob.” “Honey, please don’t be in trouble. I promise I won’t tease you about your flatulence ever again.”

Fan Tingting followed the stretcher carrying Ma Feiwen, crying uncontrollably. Lu Ming heard the commotion from the other side and became interested.

Playing pranks with flatulence? Making someone faint with it? This young couple sure has some unusual ways of having fun! Let me take a look and see what’s going on.

“Dr. Lu.”

The on-duty doctor was surprised to see Lu Ming. Meanwhile, the sobbing Fan Tingting, upon hearing the title “chief,” rushed over and grabbed Lu Ming’s arm, saying, “Doctor, please save my husband.”

“Don’t cry. Tell me what happened,” Lu Ming comforted her.

So, Fan Tingting explained the situation. The medical staff standing by couldn’t help but bite their lips to hold back laughter. Their faces turned red as they struggled to contain their amusement because this was just too playful. Stuffing her husband into a blanket and then releasing flatulence inside… What kind of peculiar amusement was this?

After listening, Lu Ming was also somewhat amused but puzzled. He began to examine Ma Feiwen’s condition.@@novelbin@@

“This situation is indeed related to poisoning,” Lu Ming remarked after a thorough examination.

“Poisoning?” She asked.

“My husband was perfectly fine. How could he be poisoned?” Fan Tingting exclaimed, considering an unlikely possibility.

“You might find it hard to believe, but it’s indeed flatulence poisoning.”

“Basically, your husband passed out because he smelled your flatulence, but it’s not solely due to poisoning,” explained Lu Ming. “The gas in the flatulence isn’t potent enough to make someone unconscious. The other reason your husband lost consciousness is due to a lack of oxygen in the brain.”

“Flatulence poisoning?” Fan Tingting was hearing this term for the first time.

Lu Ming nodded.

It’s important to know that flatulence is a natural gas produced by the human body. It primarily consists of carbon dioxide, hydrogen sulphide, and methane. There are also other substances like indole, hydrogen, and skatole that contribute to the unpleasant odor of flatulence. Hydrogen sulfide is considered a toxic gas, but the concentration in flatulence is extremely low, making it not lethal.

In most cases, a person would need to inhale the flatulence from hundreds of people simultaneously to experience any life-threatening effects, which is highly impractical. Therefore, the reason Ma Feiwen fainted was a combination of factors.

Firstly, he inhaled Fan Tingting’s foul flatulence, which made him feel sick. Secondly, being trapped under the blanket made it difficult for him to breathe, leading to a lack of oxygen in the brain.

These two conditions together caused Ma Feiwen to faint. In strict terms, his condition could be described as a fainting episode due to cerebral hypoxia, with the foul flatulence being just one contributing factor. In addition, in poorly maintained public restrooms, it’s also possible for people to experience dizziness and nausea. This happens because these restrooms are poorly ventilated, and toxic gases released when many people use the facilities can’t dissipate properly.

As a result, public restrooms could become like “gas chambers.” Lu Ming had encountered people feeling lightheaded and nauseous in such situations.

Fan Tingting was worried and asked, “What should we do? Will my husband become an idiot?”

Lu Ming suppressed a chuckle, “There’s nothing to worry about. He won’t become an idiot. He just needs some fresh air.”

Fan Tingting sighed in relief and asked, “What should we do in the future? My husband and I won’t play such strange games anymore.”

Lu Ming gave her a meaningful look. Fan Tingting blushed and seemed to understand his suggestion—no more playing such peculiar games. After leaving the treatment room, the medical staff following Lu Ming couldn’t contain their laughter.

“This is hilarious, flatulence poisoning!”

“The young people nowadays really know how to have fun! They come up with all sorts of ways to entertain themselves,” commented one of the medical staff.

“It’s okay to keep the spark alive in a marriage, but they shouldn’t take it to such bizarre extremes that they end up in the hospital!”

Lu Ming shook his head and chuckled as he walked back to the ward. After checking on Shen Ruicong’s condition once more, he planned to head back to his dormitory to get some sleep.

“Is the child asleep?” Lu Ming gently pushed open the door and found that although Luo Sanmei was still awake, Shen Ruicong was already asleep.

“Dr. Lu.”

“Ruicong has been asleep for a while.” Luo Sanmei greeted Lu Ming and stood up to receive him.

Despite Lu Ming’s repeated requests not to be too formal, she couldn’t seem to shake the habit. It could be that she regarded Lu Ming as her savior and benefactor, making it difficult for her to relinquish her courtesy. Lu Ming nodded slightly and approached the bed. However, when he looked at Shen Ruicong, who appeared to be sleeping, he furrowed his brow slightly.

This… didn’t quite look like someone who was peacefully asleep. It seemed more like… he had passed out.

Lu Ming gently nudged Shen Ruicong.

“Ruicong?”

Luo Sanmei, who was watching, became puzzled and asked, “Dr. Lu, what are you doing?”

Instead of immediately explaining, Lu Ming pushed Shen Ruicong harder when he saw no response. At that moment, Luo Sanmei also realized that something was seriously wrong. She began shouting.

“Ruicong?”

“Ruicong, wake up!”

“Dr. Lu, what’s happening to my son?”

Luo Sanmei was getting increasingly frantic as she couldn’t wake her son up.

Lu Ming immediately checked Shen Ruicong’s pulse, heartbeat, and pupil response.

“Acute shock!”

After the examination, Lu Ming’s face darkened. He had a bad feeling about this.

Luo Sanmei’s eyes widened in shock. Her son was in shock?

Lu Ming didn’t waste any time and began shaking Shen Ruicong. He quickly organized a rescue effort.