Chapter 1269

Boss, the emergency department's test results for Na Chengxiang are back. Su Yun picked up her phone, glanced at it, and said.

Oh? What's the value?

Plasma total immune response insulin 60000 mU/L. Su Yun held her phone, not knowing which doctor from the emergency department sent him the message.

Zheng Ren had already grown accustomed to Su Yun's social skills; it seemed that if he wanted to know something, there was nothing he didn't know.

The normal value for plasma total immune response insulin is around 10000 mU/L; high values may reach 30,000. Na Chengxiang's value actually reached as high as 60,000, no wonder he experiences symptoms of sudden hypoglycemic fainting.

"Alright, then let's hurry and tell him." Zheng Ren said.

Then what?

"Then what after?" Zheng Ren, when mentioning Na Chengxiang, became somewhat irritable; even when speaking to Su Yun, he carried a hint of anger.

"You don't really think he'll honestly go see a doctor, do you?" Su Yun said contemptuously, the black hair in front of her forehead fluttering, as if mocking Zheng Ren.

"If you're capable, just stay in the office; I don't believe it." Zheng Ren said at the end, also feeling a bit guilty.

This damn thing, being clung to by a scoundrel, feels really terrible. All are honest people's children; who has ever encountered this?

Bad money drives out good, which is a very helpless thing. But for this kind of scoundrel, no department has any way; Zheng Ren could only hold his nose and accept it.

He just felt somewhat annoyed inside. Being a doctor is like this; one cannot refuse to treat patients, which is the result of years of clinical brainwashing.

But really, unwilling.

Back when Director Zhang was beaten, in a rush of blood to the head he might have lashed out. Now that he's calmed down, Zheng Ren would not hit him.

"Boss, are you scared?" Su Yun said, hehe-laughing, as it didn't concern her.

"It's not fear, it's disgust." Zheng Ren said helplessly.

Afterwards Zheng Ren fell silent; no matter how Su Yun tried to mock him, there was no way to get Zheng Ren to retort. He seemed to calm down, but given Su Yun's understanding of Zheng Ren, he guessed Zheng Ren was looking for a way to deal with Na Chengxiang.

But since he didn't speak, Su Yun couldn't do anything either.

The two came to the emergency observation room, entered, and saw Na Chengxiang eating something.

Zheng Ren glanced over, his eyes narrowing, and asked: "What are you eating?"

His tone was a bit odd, starting somewhat urgent, but then gradually became elusive. Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren but noticed nothing unusual.

Na Chengxiang jumped in surprise, seeing it was Zheng Ren, he quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Doctor Zheng, I'm just eating some health supplement. My body is weak, I take it to boost immunity. I've looked it up; it's said to also have anti-tumor effects."

Given Su Yun's understanding of Zheng Ren, this guy's hasty explanation surely had a problem; otherwise, he wouldn't bother caring what patients eat.

A glance showed it was a health supplement in blue packaging, the name familiar, whose main active ingredient is glutathione.

Glutathione has broad-spectrum detoxifying effects; it can be used not only in medicine but also as a base for functional foods, widely applied in functional foods for delaying aging, boosting immunity, and anti-tumor.

Speaking of which, in the health supplement market this would already be considered a clear stream, because everyone knows the health supplement market is basically just using random stuff to fool people, with no actual effect.

Of course, the benefit is that it won't kill you.

However, this isn't absolute. If a medicine made from flour is given to a patient allergic to flour, it's just as deadly.

But glutathione—what's the deal with it?

Su Yun began to consider glutathione's molecular formula—could it be a tripeptide composed of glutamic acid, cysteine, and glycine, containing a gamma-peptide bond and a thiol group…

While he was wandering in thought, he heard Zheng Ren ask: "How many years have you been taking it?"

Na Chengxiang also froze for a moment.

He gave an embarrassed hehe laugh and said: "Three days, three days."

"If you don't want to die, then fucking tell the truth!" Zheng Ren said coldly.

"How can you talk like that, doctor?" a patient's relative nearby became unhappy, scolding: "Don't swear; can't you speak properly?"

Su Yun raised his eyebrows and was about to retort that patient's relative.

Na Chengxiang's face changed, he bowed slightly, repeatedly bowing, saying: "Sirs, Doctor Zheng is treating me; it's all my fault, please calm down, please calm down."

He then used his body to block the health supplement, but immediately realized it was useless, so he could only give a wry smile and say: "Doctor Zheng, I…"

"If we calculate the cost of this health supplement per day, it's over a hundred a day—can't say you have no money for surgery." Su Yun said coldly: "If I hear another lie from your mouth, you might as well bash your brains out; don't even think about seeing a doctor."

Having said that, Na Chengxiang finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

He immediately said: "I've been taking it for five or six years. As an intellectual, we shouldn't be fooled by false ads; the supplement indeed contains glutathione as listed, and it is beneficial."

"Yo, you even had someone test it."

"Yeah, I have lots of friends, so I just had it tested on the side. With health supplements, you can't just not know the ingredients and casually toss them in your mouth. Over the years, how many people have been harmed by them?" Na Chengxiang kept interjecting, trying to divert Zheng Ren and Su Yun from the notion of over a hundred per day.

"Hmph." Zheng Ren snorted in anger, then said: "When did your illness start?"

"Three or four… a little over four years." Na Chengxiang immediately thought of some possibility, but he didn't understand the reasoning, feeling somewhat lost.

According to information found on search engines, glutathione is a substance in the human body, present in almost every cell.

This shouldn't be toxic.

"Oh, is that so." Zheng Ren's tone suddenly slowed a lot, and his face also showed.

Su Yun noticed something odd, but didn't speak, just observed carefully.

"I've already told you about the illness; stop the health supplement and go to a proper hospital for treatment." Zheng Ren said.

Na Chengxiang stared, surprised it was that simple.

"Your plasma total immune response insulin values are way up; hurry up and find a place to get treated. From now on, don't go around swindling money for no reason—you're practically dying, and you still have the mood for this?" Su Yun said: "Are you planning to take the money down to spend? Is it that no one at home burns paper for you, making you anxious?"

These words are really vicious… Na Chengxiang's face kept changing, he could barely hold back.

Zheng Ren also didn't dissuade Su Yun; he had no good impression of this guy who brings disaster and ruins families, Na Chengxiang. Seeing his face, he still lied to himself about having no money.

Looking at this situation, if he had no money he'd have seen a ghost.