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Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival

Scenario:Taotao Yu is a student from China who is studying at a further education college in central England. Taotao has pale skin, a round face and very oriental eyes. Six weeks into the course, she goes to the nearby city of Birmingham with her female friends from the course Wen Fei, Wei Zhang and Angela Chen Taotao has a prawn dish, her friends all have chicken dishes. The next day Taotao wakes up with a very bad pain in her stomach and she has to rush to the toilet where she has bad diarrhoea. She makes many urgent visits to the toilet all day and is in very bad discomfort. The next day, Wen gets some rehydration sachets for Taotao and the day after, with the toilet visits being never-ending, gets her some kaolin medicine. Taotao's condition soon starts to improve and she's able to eat plain foods like rice, bananas and toast, but it's not until the end of the week when the horrible diarrhoea finally ends, even though the medicine helped reduce it. Taotao thinks she's had salmonella. She's back at college on Monday and her strength has returned
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Taotao Yu is a student from China who is studying at a further education college in central England. Taotao has pale skin, a round face and very oriental eyes. Six weeks into the course, she goes to the nearby city of Birmingham with her female friends from the course Wen Fei, Wei Zhang and Angela Chen Taotao has a prawn dish, her friends all have chicken dishes. The next day Taotao wakes up with a very bad pain in her stomach and she has to rush to the toilet where she has bad diarrhoea. She makes many urgent visits to the toilet all day and is in very bad discomfort. The next day, Wen gets some rehydration sachets for Taotao and the day after, with the toilet visits being never-ending, gets her some kaolin medicine. Taotao's condition soon starts to improve and she's able to eat plain foods like rice, bananas and toast, but it's not until the end of the week when the horrible diarrhoea finally ends, even though the medicine helped reduce it. Taotao thinks she's had salmonella. She's back at college on Monday and her strength has returned

Taotao Yu

Chinese student,friends with Wen Fei,Wei Zhang,and Angela Chen,pale skin with round face and oriental eyes,resilient and determined.

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Angela Chen

Chinese student and friend of Taotao,intelligent and resourceful.

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Wei Zhang

Chinese student and friend of Taotao,outgoing and humorous.

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Six weeks into my course at the further education college in central England and I was finally settling in.
The work was not too taxing and I was making friends with some of the other Chinese girls on the course.
Wen Fei, Wei Zhang and Angela Chen were my favourites.
We would often go out together at the weekends exploring the small market town that the college was situated in.
It was not very exciting but it was better than staying in and doing nothing.
On one of our excursions we decided to take a trip to Birmingham, the second largest city in the UK.
We caught the train from the local station and were at New Street station in under an hour.
From there we made our way to the Bull Ring, a large shopping centre in the heart of the city.
It was amazing, so many people, so much noise, so many shops!
We spent a few hours browsing through the various stores before deciding to find somewhere to eat.
New Street was lined with restaurants of all nationalities.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
As we entered the bustling Chinese restaurant, the familiar aroma of spices and sizzling dishes enveloped us.
The warm lighting and vibrant decorations transported me back to the streets of Beijing, where my family would often gather for dinner.
We settled at a corner table, glancing over the menu filled with dishes reminiscent of home.
Wen suggested we order a variety to share, but I opted for a prawn dish, craving something different.
The waiter swiftly brought our food, and we eagerly dug in, sharing stories and laughter.
The flavors were comforting yet distinct from what we were used to back home.
As we finished our meal, Angela noticed a peculiar aftertaste in my dish.
"Taotao, does your prawn dish taste a bit off to you?" she asked, her brow furrowed in concern.
I shrugged it off, unaware of the discomfort that awaited me.
"No, it's fine," I replied, taking another bite of the succulent prawns.
The others chatted and giggled, oblivious to the subtle unease growing in my stomach.
As we left the restaurant, the cool evening air hit me like a refreshing splash of water.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
We strolled through the Bull Ring, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling city.
But with each step, my stomach began to churn, a low-grade hum of discomfort that I couldn't shake off.
I quickened my pace, trying to keep up with my friends as they window-shopped and chatted.
Suddenly, a wave of nausea washed over me, and I felt my face pale.
"Guys, I need to find a toilet," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Wen and Angela exchanged worried glances as Wei grabbed my arm, concern etched on her face.
"What's wrong, Taotao?" she asked, her voice laced with urgency.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
I clutched my stomach, the pain intensifying with each step.
My friends hurried alongside me, their faces etched with concern.
We spotted a restroom sign and I quickened my pace, barely acknowledging their supportive words.
I pushed open the door, rushing into a stall just in time.
The nausea overwhelmed me as I leaned over, feeling violently ill.
My breaths were ragged, and I could hear Wen's voice outside the door, asking if I was okay.
I managed a weak response before another wave hit me.
Angela knocked gently, offering tissues and water.
I reached out, grateful for their help.
The cool water soothed my parched throat as I took a sip, trying to calm my racing heart.
Wen's voice was laced with worry as she asked again if I needed anything else.
I shook my head, unable to speak, my body wracked with pain.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
The toilet paper roll was almost empty, and Angela handed me a few more sheets through the gap under the door.
I used them hastily, feeling a temporary reprieve from the agony.
But it was short-lived, as another bout of diarrhoea hit me like a ton of bricks.
I groaned, my body trembling with weakness.
Wei's voice joined Wen's outside the door, their words of encouragement muffled by my own ragged breathing.
"Taotao, do you think it was the prawns?" Wei asked, her voice tinged with worry.
I nodded weakly, realizing too late that something had been off about the dish.
"We should tell the restaurant," Angela suggested firmly, determination in her voice.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
I stumbled out of the restroom, my legs shaky. My friends guided me to a nearby bench, their faces etched with concern.
"We should head back," Wen suggested, her voice firm yet gentle.
I nodded, clutching my stomach as another wave of discomfort rolled through me.
The journey home was a blur; Angela hailed a taxi while Wei supported me.
Once home, I barely made it to the toilet before another bout hit.
Wen left to get rehydration sachets, returning swiftly with Dioralyte.
As I sipped the solution, Angela and Wei hovered nearby, ensuring I stayed hydrated.
The sweet, fruity flavor of the drink was a welcome respite from the bitter taste of my prawn dish.
I closed my eyes, feeling the cool liquid slide down my throat, providing temporary relief from the burning sensation in my stomach.
Wei gently patted my back, her touch soothing as I leaned forward, elbows on my knees.
Angela sat beside me, her hand on my shoulder, offering silent comfort.
Wen returned with a glass of water, urging me to drink more.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
I took a sip, the cold liquid reviving me slightly as I gazed up at my friends, their worried expressions a testament to their concern for me.
Suddenly, a loud knock at the door broke the silence.
"Who could that be?" Angela wondered aloud, rising to answer it.
I watched as she disappeared from view, leaving Wei and Wen to tend to me.
The sound of muffled voices drifted in from the hallway, followed by Angela's return with a look of surprise on her face.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
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Angela's eyes locked onto mine, a hint of curiosity in her expression.
"It's Sunny," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I raised an eyebrow, my mind foggy from the constant trips to the toilet.
Sunny, another Chinese student from our college, stood in the doorway, concern etched on his face.
"Hey, Taotao, I heard you weren't feeling well," he said, his eyes scanning my pale face.
Wei explained my situation, and Sunny's expression turned sympathetic.
"I'm so sorry to hear that," he said, taking a step forward.
"I can help with groceries or cooking if you need it," he offered, his voice filled with kindness.
I smiled weakly, touched by his concern.
"Thanks, Sunny," I said, my voice still shaky.
Wen handed me another rehydration sachet, and I sipped it slowly, feeling a slight improvement in my condition.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
Angela and Wei stayed close, ensuring I was comfortable, while Sunny lingered in the background, his presence a gentle reminder that I wasn't alone.
As I leaned back against the couch, exhaustion washing over me, Sunny spoke up again.
"If you need anything at all, just let me know," he said, his eyes locked onto mine.
I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards this kind stranger who had appeared at my doorstep.
Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit me again, and I clutched my stomach, my eyes darting towards the bathroom door.
"I'll be right back," I muttered, pushing myself up from the couch.
But as I stood, the room spun violently, and I collapsed back onto the couch, my strength utterly spent.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
I struggled to stand as Sunny rushed to my side, gently helping me to the bathroom.
He prepared another rehydration sachet, and I gratefully drank it, feeling slightly more stable.
Exhausted, I returned to bed, but the night was restless with frequent trips to the toilet.
By morning, Wen arrived with kaolin medicine.
The thick white liquid felt soothing as it coated my stomach.
My friends watched anxiously as I sipped it slowly.
Gradually, the relentless diarrhea began to ease.
Wei cracked a joke to lighten the mood, and we all shared a relieved laugh.
As I lay back down, Sunny sat beside me, his eyes fixed on mine with concern.
"You're going to be okay, Taotao," he said softly.
I nodded weakly, still feeling drained but grateful for his presence.
Wen handed me a plain cracker, and I nibbled on it cautiously, testing my stomach's tolerance.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival
The dry texture felt comforting against my parched tongue.
Angela chatted quietly with Wei in the background, their gentle conversation a soothing balm to my frazzled nerves.
Suddenly, Sunny jumped up from his seat, his eyes darting towards the door.
"I'll get you some more water," he said, already heading out of the room.
I watched him go, feeling a pang of gratitude towards this kind stranger who had taken it upon himself to care for me.
As I lay there, the sound of running water filled the air, followed by Sunny's return with a glass of cool water.
I reached out for it, my hand shaking slightly as he handed it to me.
Just as I took a sip, a loud knock at the door broke the peaceful atmosphere.
Sunny's eyes met mine, and he rose from his seat once more.
Poisoned Abroad: A Student's Survival