"If you're okay, just make a sound." Wang Liang lay on the side of Bai Song.
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"How is he? Wouldn't it be bad to let him sleep all the time?" Wang Huadong asked.
"He must have gone home and slept all day. He must have been exhausted and his brain was working at full capacity." Wang Liang said, "Why didn't the doctor admit him to the hospital?"
“How do you think hospitals treat diseases? For most physical problems, you have to rely on yourself. Medicines only buy time,” said Wang Huadong.
"According to what you said, all those targeted drugs are like this?" Wang Liang was obviously unconvinced.
"They use countless experiments within a certain range to eventually come up with something that just works against the disease." Wang Huadong said, "Each of them costs tens of billions of dollars. I don't understand how they work."
Wang Liang nodded, looked at Bai Song, and touched his forehead. "It's true that the fever is gone. This medicine called Whatsong is quite effective."
"But this situation is really worrying." Xinqiao appeared at the door.
"Don't worry about it. Go to bed early. We will compensate him tonight." Wang Liang said.
There are only two bedrooms in Bai Song's house, and none of the three plan to leave tonight, so Wang Liang and Huadong plan to take turns to accompany him.
"You two haven't gotten enough sleep these days, have you? If you stay up all night for him, you'll get sick tomorrow." Xinqiao brought over two cups of hot water: "Go to that room and rest."
"Ah?" Wang Liang widened his eyes.
"What? Hurry up and leave." Wang Huadong gave a wink.
"Oh oh oh", Wang Liang understood immediately.
"This is freshly boiled water. You should drink some too. You've worked hard." Xinqiao placed two cups of boiled water on the stool.
Wang Liang and Wang Huadong each picked up a glass of water and immediately ran out, closing the door behind them.
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"I feel like he sleeps too much." On the other end of the line was Zhong Ming's classmate.
Speaking of the relationship with Zhong Ming, Zhao Xinqiao is actually closer. Her senior schoolmate Fu Tong and Zhong Ming are in love, and as a close friend, it is easy for her to ask Zhong Ming for help. Zhong Ming is not a brain doctor after all, so he helped to contact a professor who is considered a relatively powerful expert in this field.
"This EEG is a bit like the state after waking up, but in fact he is still a bit groggy. This may be a manifestation of the suppression of emotional anxiety and anger after being awakened from the REM stage of sleep. Under normal circumstances, getting up will cause a rise in body temperature, blood pressure, heart rate, and increased gastrointestinal motility. This high level of activity is actually similar to emotional excitement, anger, anxiety, etc. Once you enter this emotion, you will be irritable and even aggressive, which is the origin of the morning grumpiness.
His physique has a strong blood oxygen capacity and can adapt to long-term adverse conditions. However, he has been too busy recently and his biological clock is seriously disrupted. This is not just an emotional problem, but also due to some physiological problems caused by sleepiness and hypoglycemia, which makes his physiological condition insufficient to support a more "awake" state. Do you understand what I mean?" The professor analyzed the EEG and some of Xinqiao's narration.
"I understand." Zhao Xinqiao expressed his approval: "So, I have two questions for you. The first is how likely his current condition is to be related to his previous brain surgery; the second is what I should do now."
"Can you find the medical records of his surgery?" the professor asked. "I need to see them."
"Yes." Zhao Xinqiao rummaged through Bai Song's cabinet and easily found the medical records. He took a photo and sent it over.
After a few minutes, the professor said, "Last time, he mainly cleared the accumulated fluid, which basically did not involve the brain functional areas, and the cerebral cortex was not damaged too much. In general, it may not be very related. If you want to fully understand this connection, you have to consult the doctor who performed the operation at that time... Hey, this doctor's name sounds familiar to me... Damn, it's this person... Then try not to disturb me at this time..."
After calming down for a while, he continued, "It should be fine. He just had a fever this time because he was confused. He wasn't hit again, so there's almost no chance of any connection. As for the current solution, I'll tell you a safer one. You can't let him rest like this all the time. Help him up a little and give him more warm water. Warm water will do, no sugar water is needed. With his physique, one liter of water will be fine. Of course, you have to feed him slowly, for example, feed him about 100 milliliters every five minutes. In this way, his body will quickly start metabolizing and reduce the concentration of some hormones and waste in the body."
"Thank you very much." Zhao Xinqiao breathed a sigh of relief, expressed his gratitude and hung up the phone.
Went next door and knocked on the door.
When it comes to professional matters, you should always ask professionals. As you grow older, you will gradually discover that this is the truth.
When they got to the next room, Wang Liang picked up the water and prepared to drink it. After a while, it finally turned into warm water. When he saw Xinqiao coming in, he was stunned.
Zhao Xinqiao looked at the two people, reached out and took the cup from Wang Liang: "Please help boil another pot."
Wang Liang: ???
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Although porridge is effective for sick people, they should indeed drink more warm water at this time to increase metabolism and excretion.
We all learned in middle school that urination and sweating are excretion, and defecation is excretion. Xinqiao was not in a hurry, and listened to others, feeding Baisong some warm water with a spoon every once in a while.
More than half an hour later, after feeding him one liter of water, Bai Song really opened his eyes: "I have to go to the toilet..."
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After knocking on the door next door again, Wang Liang saw Zhao Xinqiao and drank half of his cup of still hot water. "What's the matter?"
"Can you help me get him to the toilet?"
"He woke up?" Wang Huadong looked surprised.
"Why didn't you come earlier... Huh..." Wang Liang stuck out his tongue and sucked the air for a while.
Wang Liang's tongue was a little numb. He had taken a sip just now, which was indeed a bit careless. However, thinking that Bai Song was much more sober now, he didn't say anything. He immediately stood up and went with Wang Huadong to help him up.
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After going to the toilet once, Bai Song no longer needed anyone's support. Although he was still dizzy, it was no longer a big problem.
"What time is it now?" Bai Song asked.
"It's past one in the middle of the night." Wang Huadong looked at his watch: "How do you feel now? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"I'm fine." Bai Song turned his head slightly: "I feel much better. Do I have a fever?"
"It's over 40 degrees, it's scary." Wang Liang stuck his tongue out and then sniffed the air.
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