Chapter 2872: 2777.2669 Let Capital Speak

2777.2669 Let Capital Speak

Tang Liu's brows furrowed slightly.

It's utterly impolite; doctors in the capital are all like this. She was a bit tired, wanting to grab something to eat and go rest, so her mood was especially bad, extremely irritable.

It's an old complaint; as long as you pay attention it's fine, so why insist on being hospitalized for treatment?

She couldn't be bothered to deal with the doctors in 912; surely she wouldn't stand here arguing angrily with them! If that happened and people found out, she'd lose face.

Tang Liu's steps paused slightly, then she continued forward normally, without stopping.

"Sorry, Teacher Tang, for letting you see me like this." Liu Hui said softly from the side.

"It's fine; compared to American doctors, their professional competence is indeed lacking a bit." Tang Liu said softly.

"Mm, you're right." Liu Hui felt somewhat pleased, "You have to run all sorts of tests just because of this quality. Do you know that person just now?"

Tang Liu didn't even think about that comment, shaking her head. How would she know a clinical doctor from the capital? If she did, it would be them knowing her.

She rarely deals with clinical doctors; if it were the head of the pharmacy department or the leader of the clinical pharmacy group, they'd probably have come up and called her Teacher already.

"That person just now is Dr. Zheng, who won this year's Nobel Prize." Liu Hui said, "I've had a few interactions with him; he's consistently arrogant and overbearing…"

She hadn't finished speaking when Tang Liu suddenly stopped.

The heel of her high shoe slid a few centimeters on the marble floor due to the sudden change in motion, emitting a faint screech.

"Doctor Zheng? Zheng Ren?"

"That's him." Liu Hui said, "Everyone has the right to choose freely; isn't that the most basic respect for a person? Look at his arrogant and overbearing attitude…"

She still hadn't finished speaking; even whether Tang Liu heard or not were two different matters. Once she confirmed the person speaking to her was Zheng Ren, she turned around.

Zheng Ren stood at the doorway, his expression somewhat strange, looking regretful or perhaps helpless, but without greed or anger.

"Doctor Zheng?" Tang Liu said softly.

"Mm." Seeing Tang Liu stop, Zheng Ren strode over, without waiting for her to exchange pleasantries or introduce herself, and immediately said, "I just overheard your conversation—are you regularly taking glutathione?"

Tang Liu startled a little; this opening remark was not what she had imagined.

She instinctively nodded, then Tang Liu carefully examined the young doctor standing before her.

Just like in the photo, except he was wearing a white coat; she never expected to encounter a Nobel laureate in the emergency department, so she didn't recognize him at first.

He's really young, but shouldn't he be working in a lab? No, he got the Nobel Prize for a clinical technique. Shouldn't he be in the operating room? How did he end up in the emergency department?

"If you don't want to be examined or hospitalized, that's fine, but I still have some advice for you." Zheng Ren said solemnly.

Is this a reprimand from a Nobel laureate? Tang Liu felt a bit dazed. Although she held the title of pharmacology professor, she couldn't muster the will to oppose him under the halo of the Nobel Prize.

"Sulfur-containing drugs can induce insulin autoimmune syndrome; this conclusion was confirmed over a decade ago." Zheng Ren said, "And glutathione is a commonly used hepatoprotective and detoxifying drug in clinical practice, and it is also a sulfur-containing compound."

"If you want to get checked locally, I recommend doing the relevant tests for insulin autoimmune syndrome."

"Also, glutathione isn't suitable for you to take long-term; if needed, please take it orally under a professional doctor's advice." Zheng Ren said firmly.

"Oh? A pharmacology professor? Then it's simple." Zheng Ren chuckled, "I recommend checking adrenal cortical function, thyroid function and gonadal function, a full-abdominal CT, plus glucose tolerance and insulin release tests. Rule out insulinoma, and we can basically determine whether it's an autoimmune system disease."

After realizing they were colleagues, Zheng Ren spoke more simply, finishing what he needed to say in a few sentences.

"Hello, Doctor Zheng, I'm Tang Liu from the University of North Carolina." Tang Liu extended her hand, trying to show friendliness to the Nobel laureate.

Zheng Ren shook her hand, then said, "Stop taking glutathione first; this medication isn't suitable for you."

This was the second time he mentioned glutathione; Tang Liu was a bit unhappy, her tone turning cold, "Doctor Zheng, I think you must have some bias against glutathione."

"It's not bias; I think the drug's instructions are wrong." Having said that, Zheng Ren was already preparing to leave, but hearing Tang Liu say that, he turned back and spoke seriously.

"It's not prejudice, but I think the glutathione explanation is wrong." Zheng Ren said, after finishing speaking he was already prepared to leave, he heard Tang Liu say that, turned back and said seriously.

"It is currently believed that sulfur-containing drugs can reduce insulin's disulfide bonds, causing them to break, altering the structure of endogenous insulin, exposing certain self-antigens, which are recognized by specific MHC molecules, triggering clonal expansion of specific T cells, leading to the production of insulin autoantibodies."

"Moreover, the instructions lack any contraindication for insulin autoimmune syndrome; that's wrong." After saying this, Zheng Ren smiled slightly and turned to leave.

This time Tang Liu was truly angry; this Doctor Zheng was indeed too arrogant!

She left 912 with a cold face, got back in the car, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She had fully expressed goodwill, yet that arrogant Nobel laureate kept attacking glutathione.

"Let him know academia isn't that simple!" Tang Liu thought to herself.

"Teacher Tang, don't be angry; the quality of doctors in the capital is inherently poor." Liu Hui whispered in consolation.

Tang Liu said nothing; she was pondering how to teach that young Nobel laureate a lesson.

Trying to shake the foundation of a Nobel laureate is impossible; at least Tang Liu lacks the ability. Even those who could wouldn't want to, since it would mean paying a huge price.

"But what should we do?" Tang Liu pondered. A few minutes later, she decided to tell the situation to the director of Huannuo Pharmaceutical Factory.

"But what should we do?" Tang Liu kept thinking. Several Minute later, she decided to tell the situation to the director of Huanuo Pharmaceutical.

With a 10% profit, it will be used everywhere.

With a 20% profit, it will become lively.

With a 50% profit, it will provoke active adventurism.

With a 100% profit, it will make people disregard all laws.

With a 300% profit, it will make people unafraid of crime, even unafraid of the danger of hanging.

Now glutathione is an important source of profit for Huannuo Pharmaceutical Factory; let capital teach this arrogant youngster a lesson.

Now glutathione is but an important source of profit for Splendid Promise Pharmaceutical Factory; let capital teach this arrogant young person a lesson.