There was only one statistic that was a bit high, and it was this statistic that made Zhang Dagang's heart suddenly rise to his throat.
"Blood sugar level is high and insulin secretion is low!"
Yes, this is a stage 3 diabetic patient.
The so-called third stage refers to the type of diabetes, such as diabetes caused by obesity, which belongs to the first stage, while the second and third stages belong to hereditary diabetes.
The side effects of this type of hereditary diabetes are particularly terrible, ranging from bone erosion and half-body paralysis to life-threatening conditions and the possibility of seeing the King of Hell at any time. Therefore, patients with stage III diabetes will measure their blood sugar once an hour.
But the result an hour ago showed that the blood sugar in the patient's body had risen too quickly.
This is very dangerous and measures must be taken.
Zhang Dagang took the examination report and quickly came to the ward where the patient was.
When you open the door and walk in, you can see a fat man lying on the bed with a purple face and edema on his skin, like a big inflated balloon. He needs to be suspended by a ventilator to even breathe.
"Patient No. 32, is that you?"
Zhang Dagang looked at the medical records, then at the big fat man and asked.
"It's me." The big fat man gasped, "Doctor, I feel so uncomfortable inside my body. I have difficulty breathing. I feel like there are ants crawling all over my body. I'm dizzy. What's going on?"
The symptoms mentioned by the big fat man are typical side effects caused by elevated blood sugar. Difficulty breathing is because the fat is too thick and presses on the breathing tube. Ant crawling and dizziness are caused by high blood sugar in the body, which makes the blood concentration in the patient's body low.
Highly produced side effects.
To be honest, every time Zhang Dagang sees this kind of patient, he will think about one question, that is, is it better to live a difficult life, or to get over it once and for all?
He respects everyone's choice, but in Zhang Dagang's view, if he were in this situation, he would choose to end it once and for all.
At least the family will have an easier time.
Instead of persisting for more than ten years, and finally getting nothing and a cold payment bill.
"Have you eaten according to the recipe prescribed by the doctor?" Zhang Dagang stared at the big fat man with sharp eyes.
A hint of guilt flashed across the big fat man's face: "I, I secretly drank a cup of milk tea, but I still took the medicine on time as your doctor said."
"How many times have I told you?" Zhang Dagang said with a somewhat angry tone: "In your current situation, let alone milk tea, you can't eat even a piece of candy. You must lower your blood sugar, otherwise you will lose your life. That's you."
It’s something.”
"What the hell are you talking about? If I pay to stay in your hospital, your doctors have to be responsible for my life safety, instead of restricting what I eat or drink. I'm here to be a god, not a grandson." The big fat man just said.
After Zhang Dagang said a few words, he shouted emotionally.
Hearing this, Zhang Dagang reluctantly put down the examination report in his hand and reminded: "We doctors do this just for your life safety."
"Then I don't care, I want to eat fried chicken and drink milk tea!" The fat man said in a playful manner.
That arrogant look, as if he was instructing a servant.
"Okay." Zhang Dagang sneered and took out his mobile phone: "I have two thousand yuan from Meituan. You can tell me what you want to eat or drink. I will order it for you now. It will be my last gift to you.
Paused."
Zhang Dagang said these four words "last meal" very seriously.
The big fat man shivered instantly and sneered quickly: "Doctor, I'm just joking. I respect you. I promise not to eat fried chicken or drink milk tea in the future."
"Well, this is how you look like a patient." Zhang Dagang took back his mobile phone and picked up the medicine bottle: "I will test your blood sugar first. If there are still symptoms of elevated blood sugar, I will give you an injection of insulin and take it by the way.
If some blood sugar-lowering drugs do not increase the level, you can’t drink porridge at night, you can only eat vegetables, and continue to measure your blood volume the next morning.”
"Ah?" The big fat man was dumbfounded for a moment: "Just eat vegetables, wouldn't that mean I'm going to starve to death?"
"Then there's nothing we can do. Who asked you to drink milk tea secretly?" Zhang Dagang shrugged.
"All right."
The big fat man lowered his head in annoyance, obviously regretting drinking milk tea.
Zhang Dagang found a blood glucose test paper, poked the fat man's finger, and dripped blood on it. The test paper was instantly dyed red, and the color began to gradually become darker, and finally fell into a regional value.
Zhang Dagang compared the measurements taken an hour ago and found that the increase was not large, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the big fat man, Zhang Dagang said seriously: "You must listen carefully to what I say next. Your blood sugar has not risen, which proves that you are safe for the time being, but at night, tens of millions, millions
Don’t eat, rice contains sugar, which will raise your blood sugar.”
"Don't eat or drink porridge at night. Don't eat any staple food. Eat some vegetables, leaves, and some shrimp. Shrimp contains phosphorus, which can lower blood sugar. But don't eat too much. You must stop when you are three times full.
It’s time to eat.”
"If your blood sugar level does not rise or fall the next day, then you are safe. If it falls, it will naturally be better. Do you understand?"
"I understand." The fat man nodded heavily.
After the explanation, Zhang Dagang did not stay too much and turned around to inspect other patients.
Just as Zhang Dagang walked away, a figure appeared next to the big fat man's bed.
The figure held a piece of white paper in his hand, and a low and hoarse voice said: "Wang Xiaozhu?"
"Who are you?" The big fat man looked at the stranger beside the bed with a wary look.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your mother has owed a debt of 300,000 yuan to treat your illness. The family's house and car have also been sold to pay off the debt. She is currently sleeping in a pig's nest, and you,
Your mother hasn't raised enough money for the next surgery, so she plans to sell her ancestral home for you to have the surgery."
"No." The big fat man's expression suddenly changed: "That is something left by my ancestors. How can I sell it? Then wouldn't I become a sinner?"
"Yes." A sinister smile appeared at the corner of the figure's mouth: "I'm here to help you solve the problem. As long as you do me a favor, I will help your mother pay off the debt of 300,000 yuan and give your mother a set of Jiangnan City
She lives in a villa, and every month 10,000 yuan will be transferred to her bank card, so that she will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life."
"What, what are you doing?" The big fat man was a little moved. He had hurt his mother for half his life, and he didn't want to go on like this anymore.
"I'll talk about this later. Just tell me whether you agree or not."
"I, I can't listen to what you say, I have to believe it."
