Great Medical System in a Veterinarian-Chapter 514 - 226: Self-Destructive Patient, Blood Sugar 20+ Appetizer, Diabetic Ketoacidosis! (Part 2)
Uncle Cao asked angrily!
"Cao Guofen!"
Hearing Uncle Cao say this, Zhu Panxiang stared at him, utterly bewildered, and uttered three words!
That was naturally her husband, who is Uncle Cao’s name.
"Mom, don’t blame Dad for being angry. Originally, you didn’t need to be in a coma for so long. It’s all because you didn’t listen to advice and insisted on having a heart angiography, which resulted in an allergy. If Dr. Xiaochuan hadn’t rescued you, you would have lost your life."
Meanwhile, a slightly chubby middle-aged man came over with some fruit.
This was Cao Guofen and Zhu Panxiang’s son, Cao Zuyong.
The couple has a son and a daughter.
The eldest son takes the father’s surname, while the younger daughter takes the mother’s surname.
As a son, he naturally understands his mother’s temperament.
But things should be as they ought to be.
"Him? I would have lost my life?"
Zhu Panxiang frowned.
Clearly, she found it hard to comprehend.
Then the family explained to her what had happened at the time.
...
Half an hour later.
"So, it turns out you were just causing a fuss for nothing. Intercostal neuralgia isn’t angina from coronary heart disease. Truly, not listening to the doctor ends in trouble."
Old Cao finally dared to speak loudly.
Before, he didn’t dare raise his voice.
Mainly because he was in the right.
"This..."
Zhu Panxiang’s feelings were very complex.
She felt as if each slap landed on her face.
Because, in the past, she had vehemently declared that others might thank that heartless doctor, but she, Zhu Panxiang, never would.
But now, her life was indeed saved by him.
"Anyway, when Mom is discharged, we should send a banner to thank him. Mom, you wouldn’t object, would you? Surely you wouldn’t get hung up on it?"
Zhu Wenya and Cao Zuyong both looked at Zhu Panxiang.
What could Zhu Panxiang say?
The same old line.
This ordeal was truly one of her own making.
Dr. Xiaochuan not only helped her once but also came to her aid a second time while being insulted.
She really wanted to slap her own face.
How did she become so narrow-minded?
Alas, this was due to her long-held habits; if it weren’t for him, she might have died at the age of sixty.
She nodded.
Once she recovered, she would send a banner to Dr. Xiaochuan.
At that time, she would also personally apologize, giving herself two slaps on the face.
Such were her thoughts.
But at this moment, Zhang Lingchuan didn’t know.
He didn’t even know that Granny Zhu had already woken up.
These past few days.
He was either following his mentor or Dr. Fang Yuan around during ward rounds at the hospital.
Yes.
His mentor indicated that he must follow all the hospital procedures.
Ward rounds were certainly something he had to learn.
Even though he’s just an intern for now.
So, early in the morning, Zhang Lingchuan arrived at the hospital.
Ward rounds start in the morning, typically from eight-thirty to nine.
"Xiaochuan is here."
At eight-thirty, Zhang Lingchuan put on his white coat and went on ward rounds with Dr. Fang Yuan, Yin Xiaoxiao, and others.
Dr. Fang Yuan greeted Zhang Lingchuan with a smile.
"Glad I wasn’t late."
Zhang Lingchuan chuckled.
After all, for eight-thirty ward rounds, you have to set off before eight to ensure you’re on time.
"No rush, no rush. Anyway, we don’t have many beds to manage. Let’s go to that old lady’s room from yesterday first."
Dr. Fang Yuan began to speak.
The Emergency Department received an old lady with a cerebral infarction recently.
Due to a lack of beds in Neurology, she’s temporarily staying in the emergency ward.
Current tests have shown she has hypertension, high cholesterol, and diabetes.
And none of these conditions were regularly treated with medication.
It’s almost certain she didn’t follow prior medical advice, so these three conditions might have contributed to the cerebral infarction.
Now, Neurology prescribed various medications with instructions to take them on time and control her diet.
Dr. Fang Yuan’s responsibility is to check the ward and make records.
Originally, the Neurology Chief was supposed to go.
But yesterday, this old lady raised his blood pressure.
Today, the Emergency Department is scheduled to check the patient first.
"This old lady, really, said to limit starch and avoid sweets, yet on the second day in the ward, her blood sugar was over 20+. When asked, she mentioned eating a bun and a steamed roll... Then, yesterday during the checkup, her blood sugar was over 20+ again. When asked, she pouted and said she had some porridge. Who gets a blood sugar level over 20+ from a little porridge? Then it turned out she drank three big bowls... I wonder what antics this old lady will pull today..."
Yin Xiaoxiao was truly at a loss for words.
Yesterday, when the old lady said she had a bit of porridge, both the Emergency Department and Neurology staff were puzzled.
Did she think we were fools!
A bit of porridge wouldn’t result in a 20+ blood sugar level.
After further inquiry, the old lady admitted to drinking three big bowls of porridge.
The Neurology Chief nearly flipped the table at that moment.
In the end, with strong restraint, he emphasized again, No, don’t eat so much starch!
Today, the Chief’s blood pressure was a bit high.
Yet he came.
The Emergency Department is here to record.
Yin Xiaoxiao was curious about the old lady’s blood sugar level today.
"Dr. Xiaochuan, doing ward rounds in the Emergency Department, you’ll encounter all sorts of patients. We just interact with these patients, eventually you won’t find it strange anymore."
At this moment, Dr. Fang Yuan spoke to Zhang Lingchuan.
He was speaking honestly from the heart now.
Because some people always treat doctor’s advice like wind passing by their ears.
Even feeling it doesn’t matter.
"Already used to it now, let’s go have a look at Mrs. Zhou first."
