Su Nian squeezed next to Chu Beichen and could see the man's face clearly. For some reason, she felt something inside her body spinning at high speed, making her feel a little dizzy.
By this time, the middle-aged man had finished examining the patient and frowned: "There's no way to do any tests. I can't find the cause of the patient's coma!"
At this time, the patient's relative was anxious. She came forward and said, "Doctor Hu, you can't just ignore this. Where is the doctor in this car?"
The man called Doctor Hu pondered for a moment, "You said your husband has diabetes, and he had a feast for dinner, so it's most likely that he has high blood sugar!"
"You can take another blood sugar-lowering pill you carry with you!"
The patient's family members took down the box and started searching as if they had received an imperial decree.
At this time, Su Nian suddenly spoke up, "It's true that this patient has diabetes, but he doesn't have high blood sugar now, but low blood sugar!"
Her voice was crisp and tender, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present. Doctor Hu frowned, "Little girl, don't interrupt. This involves life and death. Can you bear the responsibility?"
Chu Beichen was unhappy. "You are a doctor too, right? Su Nian is also a doctor. Even if we have different opinions, you can't deprive her of the right to speak!"
Doctor Hu chuckled and acted mature. "Doctor? You're bragging without even considering her age. Look at her. She can't even finish medical school. How can she be a doctor?"
This was the truth. Su Nian was indeed just a freshman in medical school. However, Chu Beichen was very protective of her. He felt that with Su Nian's personality, she would never do anything without confidence, so he still tried his best to defend her. "How do you know she's not a doctor?"
While the two were bickering, Su Nian had already walked up to the patient, a middle-aged man with a pair of glasses on his plump white face and sweat on his forehead.
She had a strange feeling, a force in her body prompting her to reach out and touch the patient's wrist.
Su Nian calmed herself down, stretched out her right hand, and placed it on the patient's wrist. It looked like a Chinese medicine practitioner taking the pulse, and her movements were extremely standard.
An expert can tell whether there is one or not with just one move. As Su Nian stretched out her hand, Doctor Hu saw it out of the corner of his eye. He was slightly surprised, and stopped arguing with Chu Beichen. Instead, he turned around and looked.
Su Nian was somewhat out of control at the moment. Her eyes were half open and half closed. Although she was facing the patient, she was seeing what was happening in her mind.
It seemed as if there was a high-speed display screen installed in her brain, showing the patient's physical condition like a movie. Su Nian didn't care to be surprised. After a quick check, she already had an idea of the patient's condition.
When she released her hand, the scene in Su Nian's mind disappeared. She stood up and looked back at Doctor Hu seriously, "This patient doesn't have high blood sugar, but low blood sugar!"
Doctor Hu burst out laughing. "A diabetic patient with hypoglycemia? How is that possible? Even if you're a medical student, you shouldn't brag like that!"
Su Nian shook her head. "It's not impossible for a diabetic patient to fall into a coma due to hypoglycemia. You said that if the blood sugar is high, will the patient break out in cold sweats?" She pointed to the patient's forehead.
Doctor Hu curled his lips in disapproval. "This single symptom alone doesn't explain anything. They say half-baked learning is the worst kind of learning. You've only learned a little, and you're showing off. That's your freedom. The key is whether the patient will believe you."
Doctor Hu said this and turned to the patient's family, "Isn't that right? Do you believe me or this young doctor?" He pointed at Su Nian with disdain in his tone.
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