The diagnosis in the System panel did not change in the slightest.
Zheng Ren looked at Qin Lu waving his hands and shouting at the top of his lungs. He was puzzled.
He was sure that even when Qin Lu said this in front of his son many years ago, he would definitely not have this kind of emotion.
Because of his illness, Qin Lu's emotions were magnified. It was as if he had entered a strange illusion that could make human emotions become uncontrollable.
It was really strange. Why didn't the System give any symptoms this time?
Could it be that this was not an illness? But a kind of hysteria?
The System would not diagnose hysteria. Zheng Ren knew this.
But …
MD！ Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.
The System mission was still there, and there was no change at all. The memory in the dust. These six words were like the smile of the little white fox in the System space, as if mocking Zheng Ren.
He stood silently in front of Qin Lu, motionless, like a statue.
The middle-aged doctor on duty rushed in, observed the vital signs, and drew blood tests. He was very busy.
Zheng Ren just stood there silently, watching Qin Lu's waving hands and the numbers that appeared on various advanced instruments.
With the operation of the middle-aged doctor on duty, an instrument was started.
The numbers on it were constantly changing.
6.7 mmol/L … 6.5 mmol/L … 6.2 mmol/L …
This was blood sugar?
The medical records of He Yang that he had just seen quickly appeared in Zheng Ren's mind. Various treatment plans appeared and disappeared in front of his eyes.
Intravenous injection of glucose!
Every time this kind of neurological symptoms occurred, because of the huge energy consumption, Qin Lu would have symptoms of hypoglycemia.
He Yang's doctor injected high glucose into the vein to relieve …
Wait!
Zheng Ren's brows furrowed even tighter.
High glucose?
Why would there be symptoms of hypoglycemia?
Hypoglycemia was a group of conditions caused by a variety of causes and manifested by a low concentration of venous plasma glucose.
Clinically, it was a syndrome characterized by sympathetic nerve excitation and brain cell hypoxia.
The symptoms of hypoglycemia were usually sweating, hunger, flustered, trembling, pale complexion, and so on. In serious cases, there could be inattention, restlessness, irritability, and even coma.
Zheng Ren looked at Qin Lu. As his blood sugar dropped, his face began to show symptoms such as paleness.
His arms waved even more violently, his fingers slightly bent, and his knuckles made a faint cracking sound.
It seemed that there was a small problem with the joints. Zheng Ren suddenly became absent-minded.
Normally, the human body has a series of energy supply measures.
Even after high-intensity exercise, it was difficult to have hypoglycemia. The body would break down fats, and a series of biochemical effects would provide the body with sufficient nutrients.
Hypoglycemia would only occur if the body was suffering from severe physical exertion and high mental tension, just like what happened to Zhou Chunyong when he underwent surgery two days ago.
Of course, there would be other causes, but looking at Qin Lu's situation, it didn't seem like it.
5.2 mmol/L … 5.0 mmol/L … 4.8 mmol/L …
The real-time blood sugar monitoring value was like a falling object, constantly dropping.
The instrument was very advanced. It could monitor blood sugar in real time. There was no need for it in clinical practice, so Zheng Ren had never seen it in Sea City or the Imperial Capital 912.
Once again, Zheng Ren was hopelessly distracted in the midst of his intense anxiety.
"Please leave first," the middle-aged doctor said in a deep voice as he was busy.
Su Yun raised his eyebrows and said: "You know how to treat illnesses? If you have a headache, treat the head and foot, treat the foot? "
"I'm trying to save him."
"His vital signs are stable. The value on the blood sugar monitor is dropping. You call pushing a high blood sugar emergency? Oh, right, there might be a large increase in respiratory secretions later. You still have to suck his sputum, "Su Yun said disdainfully.
"Boss Zheng, let's come out and take a look." Qin Tang felt that it was not good to argue in the ward, so he moved closer to Zheng Ren and whispered.
Hypoglycemia … Insulin … Valine, leucine … Tryptophan …
A bolt of lightning lit up in Zheng Ren's mind.
He suddenly turned around and did not notice that Qin Tang was beside him. His shoulder bumped into Qin Tang's chest, causing the third generation young master of the Qin family to stagger and take a few steps back.
The bodyguard in the black suit did not enter the ward. When he saw this, he subconsciously took a step forward.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, he immediately felt a sharp murderous aura, as if it was real, landing on the carotid sinus on his neck.
He immediately stood still, his entire body on guard. His skeletal muscles were tense, ready to fight back at any time.
However, as soon as he revealed his hostility, he felt the sharp edge of the sharp blade on his neck press against the carotid artery with a 'swoosh'.
As long as the other party wanted to, he would undoubtedly die. The bodyguard knew in his heart.
Qin Tang's bodyguard's mind was only thinking about how to ensure that he would not die, not subduing the guy behind him who was staring at his carotid sinus.
Zheng Ren did not notice that he had knocked Qin Tang away at all. He strode out of the ward and came to the medical records.
Was the boss afraid? It was not like that. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.
He was not angry, and knocking Qin Tang away did not seem to be to vent his anger.
He had a new discovery!
Su Yun immediately followed Zheng Ren out. It was not until the two of them began to look at the radiographic films that Qin Tang's bodyguard felt the murderous aura disappear.
He heaved a sigh of relief. Although it was only for a moment, he was sweating profusely.
However, before he could wipe his sweat, he came to Qin Tang's side. "Young Master, are you alright?"
Qin Tang clutched his chest and smiled bitterly.
His bones were almost broken. Boss Zheng was really strong. It felt like a running African rhinoceros had hit him.
He shook his head and saw that the doctor was giving his grandfather a high glucose injection, so he followed him out.
Zheng Ren was looking at a 64-slice CT enhanced image of the upper abdomen.
Su Yun was a little surprised. No matter how he looked at it, it was a neurological symptom. Was the boss crazy? It looked like a CT of the upper abdomen?
Or could it be … In an instant, Su Yun recalled everything from before, especially the real-time blood sugar detector and Zheng Ren's strange emotions.
Could it be that there was a problem with the pancreas?
No, why did he have no memory of this disease at all?
Even if it was a rare disease, he should have read the case report.
Su Yun had stayed in the medical record room of Union Medical College for three months. No matter what case it was, he thought that he should have an impression of it.
"Boss?" Su Yun looked at the three-dimensional CT reconstruction of the upper abdomen and did not find enough serious pathological changes, so he called out softly.
"Here." Zheng Ren's finger gently tapped on an image on the computer screen.
On that image, there was calcification and plaque deposition in one of the blood vessels that fed the pancreas.
As long as they were a little older, they would be like this, Su Yun thought to himself. Although the plaque looked a little big, the blood vessels were thinner because of the plaque, and the blood flow …
No, this guy had just studied hemodynamics. Could it be that the turbulence affected the disease?
A thought appeared in Su Yun's mind.
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