Chapter 166 "Terminal Illness"

"The patient's condition is basically stable now," Dr. Jiang frowned and looked at the test form. The above indicators were basically normal and did not look like ordinary food poisoning. "But the reason has not been found yet. There will be a period of hospitalization observation next. By the way, the patient's blood sugar is slightly lower. Do you have a history of diabetes?"

"It shouldn't be," Wang Ming replied, "maybe he was hungry all night and didn't eat."

"Oh," Dr. Jiang nodded, "Maybe it's because of eating too quickly, and the gastrointestinal reaction."

Wang Ming thought of the speed of Song Qiang's meal that day, and probably accepted this explanation: "Maybe, he is a policeman..."

"I know this. He just did an inspection on me yesterday. By the way, their unit asked to keep it confidential and not allow it to be said..."

Wang Ming smiled and said, "I know everything, his body..." Wang Ming made a flip with his hands, and Dr. Jiang also smiled and nodded to express his understanding.

"Will this illness be related to his experience this time?" Wang Ming asked with some concern.

"This... is really hard to say, after all, there is no precedent." Dr. Jiang thought for a while, "But it doesn't seem to be a big problem. Is it just a normal stomachache? As long as you don't have a fever, there should be no problem. There is a Guangdong congee shop outside the hospital. You can buy some porridge for him to drink, which is easy to digest."

...

Once his legs were sore, twice dizzy, three times... that almost half his life was gone. This time, Song Qiang vomited faster. When he walked out of the toilet, he could hardly take steps even when he was holding the wall. His body was soft on Wang Ming's body, and his voice was so weak that it almost broke: "Cao, I know for the first time that diarrhea is more deadly than his mother's shot."

The nurse helped Wang Ming help Song Qiang back on the other side. The two almost pulled him back to the hospital bed. Later, the nurse also had a plan to wear adult diapers once and for all, but was subjected to the strongest resistance of the parties involved, but it was finally unsuccessful.

Wang Ming frowned and sat next to Song Qiang, his eyes getting even more worried. Finally, he couldn't help but say to the nurse: "What's the reason this time? Have you found out?"

The nurse was patting Song Qiang's arm and aiming the needle at the blood vessel. When she heard Wang Ming's question, she replied: "We have to ask the doctor. We are still checking the specific reason, but the patient's blood sugar is low now and he vomits when eating. Let's give him some glucose first..."

Wang Ming followed the nurse's voice and looked at the final infusion bag, glucose solution, glucose... The nurse seemed to have found the blood vessels, and the needle was about to pierce in obliquely...

"Don't move!" Wang Ming's hand clamped the nurse's hand tightly like pliers. The latter turned around in surprise, then became angry. She shouted loudly, "What are you doing? It hurts so much..."

Song Qiang looked at Wang Ming with some difficulty understanding. The latter let go of the nurse, then came to pull out the needle that had just pierced his blood vessel and threw it aside.

The culprit Dr. Jiang walked in and looked at the scene with some confusion: "Mr. Wang, are you?"

"Doctor Jiang, I think it's better to be more cautious before the final report comes out."

...

Two hours later, Dr. Jiang and Wang Ming took the examination report and looked at each other unconsciously. Dr. Jiang was a little scared and said, "Thanks to you, otherwise..."

Wang Ming raised his hand to stop him: "It's nothing, this is my habit. It's better to be careful in everything, let alone involve human life."

When the two of them appeared in front of Song Qiang, they both looked heavy. Song Qiang felt a little sad when they saw their faces, but they still smiled. He pretended to be relaxed: "What's wrong? I just got a stomachache, it's not so bloody. I happened to be diagnosed with some terminal illness after a day. Also, I was so angry that I was irritated for a long time, and you didn't let you eat, so you almost starved to death..."

"There is no terminal illness..." Wang Ming interrupted Song Qiang's words in a plain tone, "It's just a bit tricky."

"It's clear," Song Qiang picked up the water cup next to him and took a sip of water. This action focused the attention of both of them. Wang Ming almost wanted to reach out to grab it, but Dr. Jiang shook his head and stopped him.

Water is safe, and its spatial structure is the simplest axisymmetric. When recalling the chemistry content learned in high school, Wang Ming quickly understood what Dr. Jiang meant.

"You... can you stop looking at me like this?" Song Qiang looked at the two of them and felt even more panicked. He had a vague premonition that this situation must be caused by changes in his body, but he knew nothing about what it was. "I looked so mad, and I just said anything if I had terminal illness. Even if I had terminal illness, I would admit it. At worst, I would have a few months left. I can arrange my funeral quickly..."

"Stop guessing," Wang Ming called out to Song Qiang, "It's not that serious."

But what Song Qiang saw in Dr. Jiang's eyes was: "It's even more serious than that."

Song Qiang noticed a detail. He just said that he had just talked about a few months and went to see Dr. Jiang. His eyes quickly avoided. If his interrogation experience was as reliable as before, it might well indicate that he had no time left.

Then, how long will it take?

"Mr. Wang, why don't you go out first, I will go with Mr. Song alone..."

"No, no, you just say this, I don't mind." Song Qiang said subconsciously, he thought that Wang Ming was a very capable and reliable person. If he left, Song Qiang would only be even more uneasy. If something really happened to him, Wang Ming would be a good entrusted object.

"Mr. Song, everything in your body is normal, except... except for the changes that have happened to you, on the surface, you are a healthy person, but... I believe you have also realized what really happened to you." Dr. Jiang's words were vague, but Song Qiang was still clear about the meaning in his words.

"I know, I'm mentally prepared, you tell me."

"It's like that. In today's examination project, one is about your intestinal epidermal cell section examination... In the examination project, we had an unexpected discovery that the amino acids, proteins, and even glucose in your body seem to be different from those of ordinary people."

"It's not the same?" Song Qiang frowned and said, "Are they all mutated?"

Song Qiang's biological knowledge was probably returned to the teacher as soon as he left high school. He didn't know anything except the DNA needed to handle cases.

"It can be said that," Dr. Jiang replied, "I remember I told you that the internal organs in your body have undergone mirror changes. This change is not only in shape, but in every protein and amino acid that make up them. Mr. Song, your body has changed, every cell and every molecule has changed."

"The whole thing has changed?" Song Qiang murmured. The whole concept was not difficult to understand. He raised his head in a daze, "What does it have to do with me having diarrhea?"

"Mr. Song, do you know that amino acids are chiral?"

Song Qiang shook his head.

Perhaps for the sake of understanding, Dr. Jiang tear off a blank medical record paper and drew the simplest amino acid space molecular formula on the back: "Well, this is the simplest amino acid, which is an essential amino acid for the human body."

Then Dr. Jiang drew another one next to this amino acid. Song Qiang looked carefully and found that this amino acid looked exactly the same as the one just now, but the direction had changed. They seemed to be symmetrical, but when they looked closely, they were not. They were actually asymmetrical, and they should be mirroring each other. Song Qiang was popularized this concept last time. This time Dr. Jiang mentioned it again, and he could easily think of it.

"This is the amino acid in your body, and it shouldn't be difficult for you to find the difference between them."

"Yes, they mirror each other."

"You're right," Dr. Jiang said as he knocked on the paper with a pen. "They look the same, and the chemical properties seem to be different. They can almost treat these two things as the same substance, but they are not."

Speaking of this, Dr. Jiang pointed to the first picture he just drew: "All the amino acids in the world are almost the first. They are right-handed, but your body now only knows the second one. This amino acid is left-handed, and this is the problem."

Dr. Jiang's statement made Song Qiang stunned for a long time before he reacted. His mind was vaguely touched the fact that Dr. Jiang wanted to express to him. This fact made his heart twitch violently. He swallowed and mustered up the courage to say it: "I probably understand what you mean. From now on, my body will no longer be able to absorb nutrients and will starve to death."

After Song Qiang finished speaking, he stared at the doctor's eyes tightly, hoping that he could deny his guess, but in the end he still didn't. Dr. Jiang seemed to look at him with some guilt, and then nodded slightly.

Song Qiang felt that the "buzzing" in front of him suddenly turned black and white. At this moment, the world seemed to have turned black and white. He forced himself to hold Dr. Jiang's coat with the last bit of strength and tried to get his body over. He raised his head, looked up at him, and asked the last question: "How much time do I have?"

Dr. Jiang patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Don't worry too much, there is no hope. I have contacted several pharmaceutical and biological factories in Ningzhou. They said they could try to temporarily produce some dextran-amino acids on a small scale using chemical methods... But generally this thing is used in laboratories, so... you police should have public medical care."

Wang Ming twisted Dr. Jiang's body and said solemnly: "Don't worry about money."

Dr. Jiang showed a bitter smile at Wang Ming and said, "It's not a matter of money. It's a small batch of production in the laboratory. It is estimated that supplying a small amount of infusion is OK, but it is used as a meal... In addition to dextro-amino acids, there are also left-handed sugars. This existing technology seems to be able to produce and there are ready-made products, but it can only be used to maintain life. The key problem is that he can't eat, and he cannot digest and absorb any food. Even if these nutrients are sufficient, he will starve to death. The two methods I mentioned can only delay his life. The most critical and effective method is to find a way to turn him back."

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