C33 Diabetes
Soon, Zhang Xiaofann was riding Zhao Liying's little electric donkey.
He carried the girl behind him and rushed straight to the First People's Hospital of Wuzhou City.
On the way here, Zhang Xiaofann stopped at a nearby pharmacy and bought a box of silver needles.
At the same time, he also found out from the girl's mouth.
Her father was ill, and he was suffering from a very serious form of diabetes.
Because in the current Huaxia medical community, western medicine was highly revered.
It was highly regarded by western medicine.
Therefore, generally speaking, for a very serious form of diabetes, it could only be treated by injecting insulin and some other necessary drugs.
At most, it could only be treated and not deteriorate in a short period of time.
As for other treatments that were even more advanced, they were completely helpless.
Zhao Liying's father was like this.
He was diagnosed with this form of diabetes when he was middle-aged.
He had been treated by western medicine, but there was no obvious effect.
In fact, as time went by, his condition gradually became more serious.
As a result, Zhao Liying's father had basically lost the ability to take care of himself.
Even his left eye was about to become blind because of the serious form of diabetes.
In short, the patient was in a very critical condition.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofann did not dare to delay any longer.
Originally, he wanted to get closer to this commoner school beauty.
He also had the idea of improving the relationship between the two of them. However, Zhang Xiaofann had completely thrown that idea to the back of his mind.
After buying the silver needles, he immediately squeezed the accelerator.
Without stopping, he and Zhao Liying rushed to the hospital where Zhao's Father was.
"…"
"Zhang Xiaofann, thank you for your trouble."
When they arrived at Zhao's Father's ward.
Zhao Liying lowered her head and said to Zhang Xiaofann in a small voice.
"There's no trouble at all. A doctor's duty is to treat and save people."
"If it wasn't for saving the dying and helping the wounded."
"What's the use of me having this medical skill? Is it a decoration?"
Zhang Xiaofann shook his hand and said as he followed Zhao Liying to Zhao's Father's bed.
When he saw Zhao's Father lying on the bed, Zhang Xiaofann frowned.
Zhao's Father's face was withered and his eyes were sunken.
Even a blind man could tell that Zhao's Father's condition was very serious.
It was so serious that if anyone looked at him, they would feel like they couldn't bear to see it.
However, although Zhao's Father's diabetes had reached a very serious state.
Fortunately, his mind was still clear.
When he saw Zhang Xiaofann and Zhao Liying enter the ward, he said in a low voice.
"Liying is here."
"Your mother just left not long ago. You don't have to rush."
Speaking up to this point, Zhao's Father's tone slightly paused.
He then looked at Zhang Xiaofann, who was at the side, and said.
"Liying, this is?"
"Dad, this is my classmate, Zhang Xiaofann."
After Zhao Liying gave a simple introduction of herself.
Zhang Xiaofann also politely greeted Zhao's Father, who was on the sickbed.
He walked over and placed his right hand on the pulse of Zhao's Father's right hand.
He calmed his mind and began to diagnose his father.
"Buzz, buzz!"
However, just as Zhang Xiaofann was thinking about what kind of method he could use to treat Zhao's Father's diabetes as soon as possible, his phone, which he had placed in his pocket, suddenly vibrated.
It was another WeChat message.
"Do good deeds, and you will be rewarded with 300 Merit Points."