Downham Market lottery winner Michael Carroll is rushed to Queen Elizabeth Hospital in King’s Lynn with a neck wound
Michael Carroll, who won �9.7m on the lottery before famously blowing the lot, was rushed to hospital after suffering an unexplained injury to his neck.
The EDP understands Mr Carroll, who lives on a housing estate near the centre of Downham Market, was admitted to A&E on Saturday night.
Sources said he discharged himself from the Queen Elizabeth Hospital, at King's Lynn, an hour later.
Police were called a house in Felbrigg Road at 5.13pm on Saturday. Officers found a man at the property who had suffered a neck wound.
A spokesman said the incident was not being treated as suspicious.
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A spokesman for the East Anglian Ambulance service said: 'East of England Ambulance Service crews were called to a man in the Downham Market area.
'Crews treated him for cuts and took him to Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Kings Lynn.'
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A spokesman at the QEH said: 'A patient arrived here with lacerations to the throat and left without receiving treatment. He discharged himself.'
Mr Carroll's injury was understood to be non life-threatening.
The former binman, from Magdalen, was 19 when he scooped �9.7m on the lottery, in 2002. He turned up to collect his winnings wearing an elctronic tag.
As the press dubbed him Lotto Lout and King of the Chavs, Mr Carroll set about spending his fortune staging banger races in the garden of his mansion, buying gold bling and drugs.
After a string of court appearances and a spell inside, he declared his fortune spent and penned a book about his adventures called Be Careful What You Wish For.
Last year, he was living on �42 a week in benefits and hoping to get his old job back emptying bins. Tonight, his mobile phone was on voice mail.