Chapter 2871: with translation of chapter title

2776.2668 Win back a city

"Wow, this guy is so talented!" Su Yun exclaimed in surprise.

Even an experienced clinical doctor would never think that a patient would use insulin and blood glucose test strips like this, and although the patient is quite educated, they still did such a thing.

"Didn't he read the instructions?" Zheng Ren asked doubtfully.

"I also don't get it; even if the doctor misspoke, they'd still say 'subcutaneous injection' in four characters. Did he think his belly skin was milk skin? And the blood glucose test strip clearly says it's for blood glucose, so why would he stick it into a hamburger?" Zhou Litao also shook his head and continued.

"Awesome! Boss, this guy is more awesome than you!" Su Yun exclaimed, "Do you still remember those chicken soup stories from childhood? Like when Einstein or Newton were so focused on their research that they boiled an egg and threw their watch into the pot thinking it was an egg."

"Yeah, they're all fake; just swap a name and it's the same. It's like those posts on social media now—so-and-so says such-and-such." Zheng Ren said, "These memes are overused."

"Boss, do you think someday someone will post—'Nobel Prize winner Dr. Zheng Ren says such-and-such' in that format?"

Zheng Ren froze for a moment, not to mention, after winning the Nobel Prize, something like this seemed possible. He gave a wry smile, then asked: "Manager Zhou, what happened to the patient afterwards?"

"I reported his condition to Director Ma, then had him wait for Director Ma to get off work." Zhou Litao said, "Director Ma also laughed and cried; he'd never seen this patient before. From what I heard Director Ma say, he can't wait to see who's so fierce."

"Yeah, describing him as 'tiger' is quite fitting. He's really..." Su Yun said.

"Manager Zhou! The patient is looking for you!" the nurse shouted at Zhou Litao at the door.

Zhou Litao hurriedly stubbed out his cigarette, tossed the butt into the trash, and quickly walked back.

Doctor Zhou Yisheng, the CT is out, nothing serious. Tang Liu's assistant handed the CT to Zhou Litao.

Liu Hui saw Zheng Ren, froze a moment, not expecting to meet Zheng Lao Ban here. But Zheng Lao Ban didn't recognize her; instead, that handsome assistant gave her two glances.

Zhou Litao walked to the office to have a look at the film. Su Yun followed beside and asked, "What patient?"

"It's a patient who fainted from hypoglycemia; luckily someone nearby called the Emergency Rescue Service. In the ambulance they were given 50 ml of high-sugar solution, and now they're fine." Zhou Litao said.

Zheng Ren didn't follow up, but instead stared at Tang Liu's System Panel, pondering slightly.

The System Panel's color wasn't particularly rich, but the diagnosis was somewhat strange—Insulin Autoimmune Syndrome.

This disease isn't very common; the patient's blood contains insulin autoantibodies and abnormal hypoglycemia, and they have never used insulin before.

Hypoglycemia occurs 3–4 hours after meals, and its occurrence is related to the dissociation of insulin antibody immune complexes and excessive release of free insulin.

About half of the patients diagnosed with Insulin Autoimmune Syndrome have a trigger; detailed history often reveals they've used thiol-containing drugs, and hypoglycemia often occurs 1–2 months after medication.

Sulfur-containing drugs are the main trigger; Zheng Ren followed up with some doubt.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun didn't disturb Zhou Litao while he examined the film; the cranial CT also showed no issues, no intracranial hemorrhage or other changes, a perfectly normal scan.

"I suggest we still do some tests." Zhou Litao insisted, saying, "After all, hypoglycemia keeps happening; if no one is around, it could be fatal."

"No need, Doctor Zhou Yisheng." Tang Liu said gently, "Thank you for your help; this hypoglycemia happened because I got off the plane and went straight to give a lecture, didn't have time to eat. As long as my diet is regular, this won't happen again."

"But you left a blood sample when your hypoglycemia occurred; checking the insulin secretion level at that time is very meaningful for determining whether it's insulin-dependent or non-insulin-dependent hypoglycemia." Zhou Litao continued to insist.

"This doctor." Liu Hui grew impatient; Tang Liu, Teacher, spoke nicely, but this doctor seemed not to understand, repeatedly demanding further checks.

It's just a matter of eating a meal; is it really necessary?

"Uh." Zhou Litao saw that the Middle-aged Woman accompanying the patient was somewhat displeased; he knew his persuasion might not work. Most likely it would cause dissatisfaction among the patient's family, possibly even a complaint against him.

"Professor Tang Liu is a medical professor; she understands her own condition. Sorry, I described it as an illness, but it's actually not a disease at all." Liu Hui's tone shifted twice in that sentence—first as cold as winter, then as warm as spring.

"It's my fault, Professor Tang Liu went straight to class after getting off the plane, sorry." Saying that, Liu Hui gave Tang Liu a slight bow.

Liu Hui didn't use profanity, but every sentence mocked Zhou Litao. Moreover, her tone was slightly impatient; Su Yun heard it, raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Liu Hui.

Zhou Litao sighed, still wanting to persist, speaking in a consultative tone: "It's still meaningful, may I ask who you are?"

"No need to bother." Tang Liu's voice also turned cold; she had just been jolted by the sudden hypoglycemic faint and urgently needed rest, yet this doctor kept insisting on hospitalization for examination, which would waste so much time!

Her schedule was already packed; how could she waste time in the hospital?

After saying that, Tang Liu stopped being polite and just turned and walked away.

"Teacher Tang Liu, I'm really sorry. I never expected the doctors in Di Du to be of such low quality; I don't know what they're thinking." Liu Hui whispered while walking beside Tang Liu, "Have a bite to eat, then rest well; tomorrow's class..."

When speaking about the insufficient quality of doctors in Di Du, Liu Hui felt delighted inside—it was like scolding Zheng Lao Ban to his face, truly a joy.

All her recent worries were caused by him; now it could be considered winning back a city? Although a bit childish and with no real benefit, Liu Hui still felt happy.

But she absolutely dare not say that to Zheng Lao Ban's face; who knows what trouble it would bring.

Zheng Ren heard Liu Hui's words, his brows furrowed even tighter. He had long stopped recognizing that mosaic he'd seen once in Yimei; her words were just unpleasant, making Zheng Ren feel very uncomfortable.

However, feeling uncomfortable doesn't mean he can shout back.

"Don't let it interfere with tomorrow's class—have you received the glutathione you wanted? Today's publicity effect wasn't bad, right?" Tang Liu asked quietly, "On my end, something minor came up..."

Upon hearing glutathione, Zheng Ren suddenly understood.

"That patient, please wait a moment!" Zheng Ren shouted from behind.