"Mr. Lin is suffering from a very serious complication of hyperglycemia. It has changed Mr. Lin's internal environment, caused a series of biochemical and pathological changes, and affected the functions of various organs." Then Miao Fengshan, an old Chinese medicine doctor, said
He added again.
Hearing these words, Li Xiao couldn't help but frown slightly. Since the words were meant for this purpose, he naturally stopped being alarmist. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Miao Fengshan and Wang Qiang.
The solemn look on their faces was also extremely intense.
After a while, there was another rush of footsteps in the corridor.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of doctors and nurses wearing all kinds of white coats outside, filing in. In their hands, they were either holding a thick stack of medical records, or carrying sophisticated diagnostic and treatment equipment.
Arriving in the bedroom.
Many famous doctors gathered here, including many doctors of medicine who studied abroad, the chief physician of the Endocrinology Department of Yanjing People's Hospital, and even retired masters of traditional Chinese medicine. They gathered here for the purpose of holding this ceremony for Mr. Lin.
Big consultation.
Among them, who is not an authoritative master who is well-known in the medical field? Such a large formation would only appear together in heavyweight medical forums on weekdays, but at this time, he made a special trip here to consult with Mr. Lin.
This shows how seriously they take Mr. Lin’s condition.
At the same moment when they walked into the room, their eyes stayed on Li Xiao for a moment, then they withdrew their attention, surrounded Mr. Lin, and quickly and nervously started the consultation. The whole process was undoubtedly relatively tedious and long, and Li
Since Xiao was not a medical staff, he was told to leave the room temporarily and wait outside. Of course, Wang Qiang, Mr. Lin's personal bodyguard, was no exception. Together with Li Xiao, he waited anxiously outside the bedroom.
"If Mr. Lin went to the military hospital, he would definitely get better treatment and care. Why did he choose to stay at home?" While waiting, Li Xiao asked the question that had been lingering in his mind!
Wang Qiang stopped staring at the window, turned his head, his nose was sore, and he said with an inexplicable and complicated expression: "Actually, Mr. Lin's body issued a warning and had a sign some time before the onset of the disease. But he still hoped.
Staying at home, firstly, this is a familiar place that he is used to staying in, and secondly... Mr. Lin has no fear of death. He even sighed a long time ago when he saw a photo with his precious comrades,
Maybe if you die you can meet these old comrades again."
Li Xiao was deeply stunned when he heard this.
The years have no edge, but they are ruthless. You can imagine a scene like this. When the night is quiet and everything is silent, the prosperous years of the past come to mind. In the mottled memory, the old comrades leave one by one, and that kind of confusion
Looking around at the unknown desolation, I couldn't help but that my old eyes turned red and my wet wipes were stained with tears.
After sighing slightly, Li Xiao remained silent, looking through the light in the corridor and looking into the bedroom. There were many doctors consulting with Mr. Lin, and there was a sense of urgency in the corridor to brainstorm strategies.
...
...
After a rather long consultation, when Li Xiao and Wang Qiang walked into the bedroom again, the solemn atmosphere was still permeating the air, but the expressions of the doctors were not relaxed at all. On the contrary, they looked more recent.
At that time, I became even more depressed.
The silver-haired old Chinese medicine doctor Miao Fengshan was discussing in a low voice with a doctor who holds the title of director of Yanjing Hospital.
Although they tried their best to lower their voices, how could they escape Li Xiaofa's keen and meticulous ears?
"According to the current situation, it is better to appropriately increase the amount of sulfonylurea and biguanide hypoglycemic drugs, combined with dietary therapy and infusion for conservative treatment."
"Well, that's the only plan for now." The latter sighed after hearing this, and then nodded.
Although this method can be described as following the rules, it is the safest.
After the discussion, the attending physician surnamed Yue re-researched and drafted a treatment plan on the medical book handed by the nurse, then compiled the examinations, case reports, and diagnostic suggestions, and handed them to Wang Qiang.
Let him sign it.
Mr. Lin's wife died early, and he had no children, and he had no intention of continuing. Therefore, when he grew old, his bodyguard Wang Qiang became the person closest to him and relied on him. Therefore, this treatment plan must of course be
Let him sign it.
"Mr. Lin, look..." Wang Qiang looked at the plan above, but the hand holding the pen was hesitant and hesitated to write. Finally, it was sent to Mr. Lin, hoping that he would make a decision.
In fact, everyone knows that this conservative treatment means that this series of drug therapy only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and only tries to prolong Mr. Xia Lin's life cycle, and this cycle may be longer or shorter.
It may take a year, or it may take a few months or a few days...
"Life or death is your destiny, there is no need to force it." Mr. Lin pursed his lips and said slowly.
"Bah, bah, bah, what I said was unintentional. If the strong wind blows away, Mr. Lin, you will definitely live a long life. We are still waiting for your 100th birthday banquet." A nurse who was present to take care of Mr. Lin quickly corrected him.
All the doctors present also offered words of comfort one after another, naturally reporting good news rather than bad news.
On the contrary, Mr. Lin looked completely unconcerned when facing death. Apart from the objective weakness of his body and organs, he actually showed a sense of relaxation in his words, without the slightest fear.
In turn, you comfort others, as if you are not the one who is sick at all.
The iron-clad heroic man, even at an old age, still holds his head proudly, unyielding, persevering and valuable in the face of tormenting illness.
This is the embodiment of the fearless spirit of the older generation of soldiers. Seeing this scene in his eyes, Li Xiao felt a sense of admiration in his heart.
"Okay, you don't need to say nice things. I know my own body best. Compared with those comrades who died on the battlefield, I have lived for so many more years. Shouldn't I be content?" Lin
Lao waved his hand, with an indifferent expression, as if he had seen through life and death.
Wang Qiang was already aware of Mr. Lin's attitude. After hesitating for a moment, he was finally ready to sign the medical book with a pen.
"Wait a minute."
But at this moment, in an inconspicuous corner of the bedroom, a clear and firm voice suddenly rang out, making everyone stunned. They all followed the sound, and Wang Qiang's voice was about to fall.
The tip of his pen also dangled in the air like it was struck by an electric shock. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes as he looked at Li Xiao.
"Axiao, what are you doing?"
"Li is not talented. I would like to try my hand at treating Mr. Lin." Faced with everyone's doubtful gazes, Li Xiao walked calmly from the corner and said surprisingly authentically.
"What? You want to diagnose and treat Mr. Lin, Ah Xiao, now is not the time to joke." Wang Qiang blinked, feeling a little uneasy for a moment.
At this time, Yue Lin, who had been concentrating on discussing the condition with Miao Fengshan, slowly turned his head and noticed Li Xiao's presence. After a cursory look up and down, he said: "Hu Lai, you think seeing a doctor is child's play."
Well?! Please don’t interfere with our business!”
Yue Lin's frown revealed a trace of deep displeasure.
"I'm not kidding, I just want to do my best, that's all." Li Xiao said calmly as he looked at Mr. Lin, who looked older on the hospital bed.
"Huh, what do you mean, you are more confident than me in curing Mr. Lin's illness?" Yue Lin had an authoritative and domineering look on his body, and there was a sense of contempt in his squinting eyes.
A young boy who came out of nowhere actually said that he wanted to diagnose and treat a disease that he could not completely cure. In his opinion, this was nothing more than playing a big trick in front of Guan Gong, and it was simply a laughing stock! However, because he did not
He didn't know the identity of the young man who appeared in the agency compound, so he tried his best to suppress his emotions.
"If you don't tell me everything, you still won't know." Faced with the pressure from Yue Lin, Li Xiao's voice remained calm, without a trace of ripples.
"Hey, this guy really has a big voice."
"I dare to say this in front of Director Yue. This is the first time in my life that I have seen him!"
"Although the complications of diabetes are not terminal diseases, they are difficult to overcome medical problems around the world. How can he have the confidence to say such a thing? I really don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!"
Behind Yue Lin and Miao Fengshan, young doctors gathered quietly at one end and whispered to each other, with teasing sneers coming from time to time.
"I think it takes a lot of courage for him to dare to say these words. Maybe he really has something to do?" A female nurse stared at Li Xiao, who had a handsome face and a unique temperament, and couldn't help but feel guilty.
I am a nymphomaniac, I can't help but feel like a deer in my heart, and I express different opinions from others.
"Little brother, I know you are doing it for my own good. However, there are specialties in this industry, and everyone has their own thing. I understand your kindness. As I said just now, if I can live to this age, I
I have earned enough in this life." Mr. Lin was lying on the hospital bed, with a soft smile on his slightly trembling lips.
This soft smile made Li Xiao's heart move, making him more determined in his thoughts.
"Dr. Miao, let's not talk about anything else for now. I can take Mr. Lin's pulse." Li Xiao bypassed Yue Lin and said to the old Chinese doctor who had a more kind and kind temperament.
"Taking the pulse? This... Director Yue, seeing that this little friend also has good intentions, why not let him try to diagnose?" Miao Fengshan leaned into Yue Lin's ear and whispered.
But after all, Yue Lin is the leader of the medical expert team responsible for Mr. Lin's condition, and all the medical staff present follow his lead, so it is natural to ask for his opinion. From the professional perspective of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he secretly thought in his heart
I am somewhat looking forward to seeing how much skill Li Xiao’s so-called pulse sensing has.
"Hmph..." Yue Lin snorted heavily, then turned his head away with a cold and arrogant look.
The other doctors had different expressions, but most of them were watching the show.
Li Xiao shook his head, sneered secretly, walked straight to Mr. Lin's bed, stretched out three slender fingers, and gently placed them on Mr. Lin's withered and thin wrist. He closed his eyes slightly and concentrated on feeling the pulse.
After a long while, he opened his lips lightly and said: "The spread of complications of type 2 diabetes has already caused the pancreatic function to fail. The walls of capillaries throughout the body have thickened and the official cavities have become thinner. Red blood cells are not easy to penetrate, resulting in a lack of tissue cells."
oxygen, and the kidneys also developed glomerulosclerosis..."
As Li Xiao's clear words were conveyed word by word to every corner of the room, the breaths of the people present were stagnant. Even the doctors who were waiting to see the joke had their eyes widened, with expressions on their faces.
His expression was also frozen there.
Yue Lin turned his head with a slightly stiff expression. Listening to Li Xiao's uninterrupted diagnostic words, which were even smoother than medical instruments, people couldn't believe it. He lowered his head suddenly and looked through the examinations in his hands.
Reports and medical cases, hoping to find discrepancies in them. After a while, he raised his head in disbelief and stared at Miao Fengshan again, squinting secretly, as if he wanted to find out from Miao Fengshan's answer.
A reason for solace.
When Miao Fengshan saw this, he struggled to get out of his shocked expression, his head was like a rattle, and he quickly denied the other party's suspicion.
Although he arrived earlier than other doctors, the information he revealed to Li Xiao only explained that it was a complication caused by diabetes, just a few words. But at this time, Li Xiao's diagnosis revealed that the condition was
His symptoms were detailed down to the body organs and even the information in the cells. It can be seen that this is definitely the result of his own diagnosis, and there will be no other possibility. This is needless to say.
Doubtful, one can imagine the horror in his heart!
From this point of view, the young man in front of him is like a human-shaped detector. Its terrifying accuracy is astounding. Miao Fengshan imagines if he is allowed to feel his pulse and do all four of these things.
, I am afraid that I am not able to give results as quickly and accurately as the other party! This ability is simply too shocking and cannot be expressed simply in words.
Although Wang Qiang, who was standing on the side, could not know the accuracy of Li Xiao's words, the meaning was naturally clear from the extremely shocked expressions of Miao Fengshan and Yue Lin.
, so when he looked at Li Xiao again, the look in his eyes was even more inexplicably complicated.
After completing the diagnosis, Li Xiao slowly opened his eyes, his gleaming eyes roamed back and forth between Yue Lin and Miao Fengshan, and with a cold smile on his lips, he said: "You two,
I wonder if there are any omissions or errors in my diagnosis?"