Chapter 1533: 1486 Ketogenic Diet

Su Yun saw Zou Yu not taking the bait, and also felt a bit regretful.

Qin Tang smiled and said: "My grandfather used to eat it occasionally; he said that at his age, one bite is enjoyment, but several bites are suffering."

"The old master is a sensible person." Su Yun said with palms together and a smile.

"When we diagnosed the old master back then, we also took this into account." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

"Huh?" Qin Tang was startled for a moment.

"The old master's symptoms—I initially considered epilepsy." Zheng Ren said: "The ketogenic diet is a method used when drug treatment for epilepsy fails."

When talking about medical matters, Zheng Ren was energetic, completely unlike his earlier demeanor when discussing beef.

"You examined the pancreas carefully based on this?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, that's partly why." Zheng Ren said: "Since the ketogenic diet was first applied to epilepsy treatment in 1921, it has been proven to be an effective therapy."

"But with the emergence of newer, more effective anti-epileptic drugs, the ketogenic diet has shifted to being used solely for weight loss."

Saying this, Zheng Ren glanced at Qin Tang and asked: "How is the old master now?"

"He's awake." Qin Tang immediately sat up straight with a solemn demeanor and said solemnly: "Yesterday, he slept for 14 hours and 22 minutes, with no signs of agitation or delirium."

"It will keep getting better. From now on, no ketogenic diet, no beef… forget it, you have a dedicated nutritionist—just listen to them."

"Okay." Qin Tang, not caring at that moment what Zou Yu thought, directly agreed.

"Doctor Da Lu from City First Hospital has maintained a ketogenic diet since having stents placed last year. It's said he also uses Chinese cupping for weight loss, with great results." Xie Yiren suddenly said.

"I seem to recall his clothes getting much looser." Zheng Ren tried to remember, thinking of Doctor Lu.

He wasn't tall, but his weight was over the limit—over 200 catties before surgery. When he was on duty, after eating with the nurses, he would order a family bucket, sit in the on-call room, and eat chicken legs while reading novels.

As a result, before age 40, he had three-vessel coronary artery disease with over 95% blockage.

This time, if he doesn't lose weight, he really will—otherwise it's truly life‑threatening.

Zheng Ren chuckled and said: "Cupping for weight loss is just a money‑making scheme; the real weight loss comes from the ketogenic diet."

The ketogenic diet (abbreviated KD) is a formula diet with a high proportion of fat, low proportion of carbohydrates, and appropriate amounts of protein and other nutrients.

This therapy emerged in the last century, used to treat refractory childhood epilepsy, and has a history of several decades to date.

"Da Lu said he eats five egg whites in the morning, any beef or mutton at noon, and two cucumbers at night. By the way, Xiaohua had surgery before, right? Afterward she also learned from Da Lu, started the ketogenic diet, and says the results are very noticeable." Xie Yiren brought up Miao Xiaohua.

Zheng Ren thought: Miao Xiaohua also belongs to the type of person who must lose weight. Given her eating speed, if not controlled, pancreatitis will eventually flare up.

"Is the ketogenic diet useful?" Chang Yue's eyes lit up with interest.

Zou Yu forgot about the beef and began to pay attention to the ketogenic diet.

For girls, those who hold themselves to a standard will control their weight.

But for most gluttons, controlling weight is extremely difficult; hence procedures like gastric banding and gastric artery embolization were developed.

"Of course there is." Zheng Ren said: "At the annual meeting of the American Obesity Association, Professor Goss from the University of Alabama presented an eight‑week randomized controlled clinical study."

"The results showed that the ketogenic diet group lost an average of 9.7% of body weight, while the low‑fat group lost only 2.1%; moreover, in terms of abdominal fat reduction, the ketogenic group lost nearly three times as much as the low‑fat group."

"Wow." Chang Yue's heart raced, and the gleam behind her glasses became bright and sharp.

"Useless." Su Yun said coldly: "You eat every day with Yi Ren—she eats and doesn't gain weight, but you put on weight after just a bite—what's the point?"

"…" That remark struck deep and true, tearing Chang Yue's heart to pieces.

"We should do it." Zheng Ren immediately added: "An ultra‑low‑calorie ketogenic diet restricts daily intake of sugars and starches; the pancreas will markedly reduce insulin secretion, and within a week the body will mainly burn fat for energy."

"Qin Tang, as I just said, Old Master Qin Lu had better not go on the ketogenic diet. Because it involves insulin secretion, I'm worried it could cause problems again."

Qin Tang nodded.

"The ketogenic diet has some side effects, such as drowsiness."

Just mentioning drowsiness, Qin Tang's face changed.

Old Master Qin Lu's earlier illness had left a shadow in his mind.

"The ketogenic diet… I'll go look up some information." Chang Yue was obviously interested; being able to eat meat freely, even just one meal a day, made her very happy.

"Useless." Su Yun jabbed again: "Not drinking is better than anything. Alcohol causes problems with insulin secretion."

Chang Yue froze on the spot.

For her, choosing between drinking alcohol and eating meat is difficult.

Life—if you don't drink alcohol, does it still have meaning?

Even if it does, it seems insignificant; the whole life feels much darker.

Just then, Zhang Weiyu brought a chef to the table. No need for anyone to cook themselves—the chef prepared the meat and served it.

Several bottles of iron‑capped Moutai and freshly squeezed juice were set out.

At the sight of the iron‑capped Moutai, Su Yun's expression lit up.

He was delighted, and regardless of the ketogenic diet or alcohol's effect on the endocrine system, he cheerfully called out repeatedly.

Zheng Ren took a bite of meat; it was not bad.

"How does the taste compare to wagyu?" Zheng Ren quietly asked Xie Yiren.

The taste described in books cannot be substituted for reality; this is the agony of armchair theorizing.

"Pretty good." Xie Yiren narrowed her eyes, obviously savoring the sensation of fat bursting on the taste buds.

Zheng Ren, however, could not empathize.

To him, wagyu, Angus, or Lu Xi yellow cattle all taste the same.

Although there were two heirs of Xianggang tycoons at the table, everyone felt no restraint, chatting and laughing, gradually becoming acquainted.

Lin Ge felt he was being extremely wise by cultivating a good relationship with Zheng Lao Ban.

He had originally thought that if Zheng Lao Ban went to Mayo Clinic or Johns Hopkins someday, someone there could treat him and he could invite Zheng Lao Ban back for a miraculous recovery.

But looking at it now, less than a month has passed and he is already able to dine with the successor of the Xianggang tycoons.

What will happen next, Lin Ge is full of anticipation.

Looks like things like teaching, I need to get a grip. No matter where I go, having a bunch of little doctors trailing behind is always a cool thing.

I estimate Zheng Lao Ban won't refuse.