Chapter 1461: 1414 Where the Problem Lies

The diagnosis in the System Panel showed no change. It wasn't that there was none; rather, an ordinary diagnosis had been added—hypoglycemia.

Zheng Ren watched Qin Lu waving his arms, shouting hoarsely, and felt doubtful.

He could be certain that even if Qin Lu had said these words in front of his son many years ago, he definitely would not have been in this state.

Because of his condition, Qin Lu's emotions were amplified. He seemed to have entered a strange, bizarre illusion that could make human emotions uncontrollable.

Really strange—how come the Big Pig Trotter didn't give any diagnosis this time?

Could it be that this isn't an illness but a kind of hysteria?

Hysteria—Big Pig Trotter wouldn't give a diagnosis for it, and Zheng Ren knew that.

But…

MD! Zheng Ren silently cursed.

The system quest remained, unchanged. The memory in the dust, these six characters were like the smile of the Little White Fox in the system space, seemingly mocking Zheng Ren.

He stood silently before Qin Lu, motionless, like a statue.

The on-duty middle-aged doctor rushed in, checking vital signs, drawing blood for tests, busy as hell.

And Zheng Ren just stood silently, watching Qin Lu wave his arms and the numbers appearing on various advanced instruments.

As the Harmony Nurture middle-aged on-duty doctor operated, an instrument was activated.

The numbers on it kept changing.

1.2 mmol/L……1.0 mmol/L……0.8 mmol/L……

Is this blood sugar? How could it be so low?

Zheng Ren's mind quickly brought up the Harmony Nurture medical records he had just seen, with various treatment plans appearing and disappearing before his eyes.

Push glucose intravenously!

Initially Zheng Ren thought that after each major outbreak of these neurological symptoms, due to huge energy consumption, Qin Lu would show hypoglycemia symptoms. Now it seems that low blood sugar leads to the mental symptoms.

His logic was wrong!

The Harmony Nurture doctor injected high sugar into the vein to alleviate……

Wait!

Zheng Ren frowned even more tightly.

High sugar?

Why would hypoglycemia symptoms appear?

Hypoglycemia is a condition with multiple causes, manifested by low venous plasma glucose concentration.

Clinically, it is a syndrome whose main features are sympathetic nervous excitation and cerebral hypoxia.

Hypoglycemia symptoms usually present as sweating, hunger, palpitations, trembling, pallor, etc.; severe cases may also show lack of concentration, agitation, irritability, even coma.

Zheng Ren watched Qin Lu; as his blood sugar plummeted suddenly, his body finally reacted, showing pallor and other symptoms.

His arm waving became more violent, fingers slightly bent, joints faintly making a creaking sound.

It seems the joints also have a slight problem; Zheng Ren momentarily zoned out.

Normally, the body has a series of energy supply measures.

Even after intense exercise, it's hard to develop hypoglycemia; the body breaks down fat, plus a series of biochemical processes, providing sufficient energy.

Unless the body undergoes massive consumption combined with extreme mental tension—like when Zhou Chun Yong of the Imperial Capital's hepatobiliary department performed surgery two days ago—would hypoglycemia occur. Also, massive insulin secretion or injection can cause hypoglycemic shock, even death.

Of course, there could be other causes, but Qin Lu's situation doesn't resemble any of them.

0.8 mmol/L……0.7 mmol/L……0.5 mmol/L……

The real-time blood sugar readings fell like objects dropped from high altitude, continuously descending.

The instrument is highly advanced, monitoring blood sugar in real time—clinically unnecessary—so Zheng Ren had never seen it, whether in Hai Cheng or Di Du 912.

In extreme tension, Zheng Ren once again zoned out helplessly.

"Please go out first," said the Harmony Nurture middle-aged doctor, busy, in a low voice.

Su Yun raised her eyebrows and said, "Can you treat illness? Headache treat head, foot ache treat foot?"

"I'm rescuing."

"Vital signs are stable, the blood sugar monitor shows the numbers dropping—you call pushing a tube of high sugar rescuing? Oh, right, afterward there might be a large increase in respiratory secretions, you'd still need to suction phlegm." Su Yun said scornfully.

"Zheng Lao Ban, let's go out and have a look." Qin Tang felt it was bad to argue in the ward, so he moved close to Zheng Ren and whispered.

Hypoglycemia……insulin……valine, leucine……tryptophan……

A flash of lightning lit up in Zheng Ren's mind.

He suddenly turned around, not noticing Qin Tang beside him; his shoulder struck Qin Tang's chest, bumping the Qin family's third-generation young master, causing him to stagger back a few steps.

The black-suited bodyguard hadn't entered the ward; seeing this, he instinctively stepped forward.

But after just that one step, he immediately felt a fierce killing intent, as substantial as a blade, landing on the position of his carotid artery sinus.

He immediately stood firm, on full alert, his skeletal muscles tensed, ready to counterattack at any moment.

But the moment he showed hostility, he felt the blade's edge "swish" press against his carotid artery.

As long as the opponent wished it, he would surely die; the bodyguard knew this clearly.

Qin Tang's bodyguard only thought about how to ensure his own survival, not about subduing the person behind him staring at his carotid artery sinus.

Zheng Ren completely failed to notice that he had knocked Qin Tang flying; he strode out of the ward and went to the medical records.

"Boss, are you scared?" Not likely, Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.

He wasn't angry, and knocking Qin Tang flying didn't look like venting frustration.

He had made a new discovery!

Su Yun immediately followed Zheng Ren out; only when the two began watching the video did Qin Tang's bodyguard feel that the killing intent had dissipated.

He let out a breath; although just a moment, he sweated profusely.

He hadn't even had time to wipe his sweat when he reached Qin Tang's side, 'Young master, are you alright?'

Qin Tang clutched his chest and gave a bitter smile.

His bones almost broke; Boss Zheng is incredibly strong—it felt like being hit by a charging African rhino.

He shook his head, saw the Harmony Nurture doctor administering a high‑sugar infusion to his grandfather, and followed him out.

Zheng Ren was reviewing an enhanced 64‑slice CT image of the upper abdomen.

Su Yun was somewhat surprised; everything looked like neurological symptoms—Boss must be losing his mind—why an upper‑abdomen CT?

Or rather… in an instant, Su Yun recalled everything that had happened before, especially the real‑time blood‑glucose monitor and Zheng Ren's strange mood.

Could the pancreas be the problem?

No way—how could I have no memory of this disease at all?

Even for rare or uncommon diseases, I should have seen a case report.

Su Yun had lived for three months in the case‑record room of Xiehe, which is called a treasure trove; no matter the case, he felt he ought to remember it.

'Boss?' Su Yun examined the 3D reconstruction of the upper‑abdomen CT, found no significant pathological changes, and called out softly.

'Here.' Zheng Ren lightly pointed his finger at a frame on the computer screen.

On that image, a nourishing blood vessel of the pancreas showed calcification and plaque deposition.

People of a certain age all end up like this, Su Yun thought. Although the plaque looks a bit large, the vessel narrows because of the plaque, blood flow…

No, he had just studied hemodynamics—could turbulence be affecting the condition?

A thought occurred to Su Yun.