Zhao Mingren was lying on the bed, naked from the waist up.
Lin Shaowen took a deep breath, and thirteen silver needles flew out of his hand and stabbed firmly into his back. The room was so quiet that the shaking of the silver needle could be heard clearly.
"Shaowen, stay still."
Zhang Yuyang's eyelids suddenly jumped. In a place like this, how dare a brat show off his skills?
The guards' guns were half drawn.
Lin Shaowen didn't say anything, he just stretched out his right hand and flicked the silver needles one by one.
"hiss."
Zhao Mingren took a deep breath, and the guards immediately surrounded him.
"Back off."
A slightly majestic voice sounded.
Lin Shaowen looked sideways and saw an old lady with gray hair on her temples. She was wearing a light blue cheongsam and looked very dignified.
"Dean Lin, please continue." The old lady said with a smile.
"Um."
Lin Shaowen moved the silver needle again.
"pain."
Zhao Mingren shouted.
"good."
Lin Shaowen pulled out the silver needle and fiddled with the other one again.
This time Zhao Mingren had no reaction and even let out a sigh of relief.
An hour and a half later.
Lin Shaowen, who was sweating on his forehead, withdrew all the silver needles, while Zhao Mingren had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"Dean Lin, please go outside and wash your face." The old lady said softly.
"Thank you, Mrs. Zhao."
Lin Shaowen nodded and walked out immediately.
living room.
After Lin Shaowen washed his face, he sat on the sofa.
"Dean Lin, is there nothing wrong with my house?" Mrs. Zhao said nervously.
"It's not a big problem." Lin Shaowen said solemnly, "It's just that at this age, all the organs and organs are almost reaching their limits. Just like machines, no matter how well they are maintained, they will eventually break down."
"I understand." Mrs. Zhao nodded, "I heard someone say just now that you suggest we go back to our hometown to recuperate? Is this good for Lao Zhao's illness?"
"Yes." Lin Shaowen nodded and said, "If possible, returning to your hometown to cultivate yourself and no longer be disturbed by worldly things will be very beneficial to Mr. Zhao's condition. And...if I read it correctly, Mr. Zhao should be very fond of Sweet tooth, and a severe sugar addiction.”
"Sugar addiction?"
Mrs. Zhao and Zhang Yuyang frowned at the same time.
This was the first time they heard such a statement.
"Actually, sugar is a 'legal poison', and it is normal to become addicted to sugar." Lin Shaowen said softly, "As our conditions get better and better, there will be more and more diabetic patients like Mr. Zhao."
"Shaowen, don't be alarmist." Zhang Yuyang knocked on the table.
"No, Dean Lin is right." Mrs. Zhao sighed, "My old Zhao was used to living a hard life and almost never had sweets... Later, when conditions became better, he started to eat sweets every day, which is better than many people." His addiction to cigarettes is even stronger."
"Are you really addicted to sugar?" Zhang Yuyang said seriously.
"It's not common yet." Lin Shaowen shook his head.
Under current conditions, it is a bit nonsense to say that you are addicted to sugar.
Everyone drools when they see meat. Is it possible that they are addicted to meat?
"Is there any way to quit?" Mrs. Zhao asked.
"It's not necessary." Lin Shaowen shook his head and said, "As you just said, Mr. Zhao has gone through a lot of hard times, and eating sweets may be his only hobby now. If he quits forcibly, the withdrawal reaction will kill him. "
"What is the withdrawal reaction?" Zhang Yuyang suddenly became interested.
"Do you know how to quit smoking?" Lin Shaowen took out a cigarette and lit one. "Smoking for a long time will form an addiction. The nicotine and harmful substances in the cigarette will integrate with our bodies. Both the body and the mind have adapted. If we force Quit..."
"It is very likely that both the body and the mind cannot accept it, and in the end there will be some strange reactions, such as vomiting, nausea, general weakness... It is not uncommon to cause death."
"You go back and give me a report." Zhang Yuyang ordered, "If this is the case, then many older people are not suitable for forced smoking and drinking?"
"Yes." Lin Shaowen nodded and said, "Another problem is that from the perspective of ordinary patients, there is no need for eighty-year-old people to quit these things. After all, there is nothing that can make them happy. too much."
"But……"
Mrs. Zhao hesitated to speak.
"Of course, I'm talking about ordinary patients." Lin Shaowen waved his hands hurriedly, "If it is for other purposes, such as in ancient times, when generals needed to boost the morale of the army and need a healthy body, this situation is not suitable."
"Old Zhao still hopes to live longer. After all, there are still many..."
"Mrs. Zhao." Lin Shaowen interrupted her narration and said urgently, "I'm just here to see a doctor. Please don't tell me anything else."
"Well."
Mrs. Zhao glanced at Lin Shaowen in surprise, and then at the guard.
The guard immediately came over and whispered something to her.
"What was found?" Mrs. Zhao asked in surprise.
"Nothing was found." The guard smiled bitterly.
"Nothing has been found, so why don't you believe your comrades?" Mrs. Zhao said with a stern face, "Xu Shen is also fooling around. A little provocation by outsiders will cause trouble in the city."
"Minister Xu is also responsible." Lin Shaowen said with a wry smile.
Mrs. Zhao pondered for a long time and said, "If Old Zhao refuses to return to his hometown for self-cultivation, Dean Lin, is there any way you can treat him?"
"Yes, insulin can control diabetes." Lin Shaowen said solemnly, "But insulin synthesis is very difficult... There are many technologies that need to be broken through."
"Can't you do it with your skills?" Mrs. Zhao asked hopefully.
"It's hard to say." Lin Shaowen shook his head.
In fact, insulin synthesis has been available in England for a long time.
However, even in later generations, insulin is not cheap, and for patients with severe diabetes, lifelong injections are required.
"Dean Lin, if you can, please help me." Mrs. Zhao held his hand and said.
"Doctors are kind-hearted, I will try." Lin Shaowen said with a wry smile.
Zhang Yuyang didn't speak, just looked at him worriedly.
He had also seen insulin in some foreign medical books, but just because he had seen it did not mean he could make it. At present, both domestic technology and craftsmanship have just started.
"Mr. Zhao's condition is relatively stable. As long as he controls his emotions and sugar intake, there will be no problems in a short time." Lin Shaowen comforted him.
"Um."
After Mrs. Zhao nodded, she waved to the staff on the side and whispered a few words.
After a while, the staff came over carrying a big box.
"Mrs. Zhao, this is..."
"This is a TV set that someone just sent. It's a new thing. We are old and used to listening to the radio, so we don't need this thing." Mrs. Zhao said with a smile.
"No, this is too expensive." Lin Shaowen declined hastily.
"Dean Lin, you are still young. It is a good thing to read more news reports and be exposed to more new things." Mrs. Zhao took his hand and said, "We will have many more days of trouble for you in the future, so don't refuse. "
"Shaowen."
Zhang Yuyang called softly.
Lin Shaowen smiled bitterly and shook his head. After all, she was still the wife of the leader, and she was really beautiful in life and work.
Now that the TV is off, how dare he not be concerned about insulin?
