Chapter 43: Pan'er's Illness

The middle-aged man is about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking resolute, wearing an old-fashioned black suit, obviously having a year, the wrinkled suit is no longer straight, and it is wide and wide on his body, very much like a leading cadre in the 80s.

His eyes were a little red and he stared at Su Meng, and the middle-aged man said, "What did you give her to eat just now?" ”

The middle-aged man's voice was a little stern, even close to roaring, Su Meng was obviously frightened, leaned back slightly, and hugged Lin Cang closely, as if he was a frightened deer.

Lin Cang frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, Xiaomeng didn't do anything, just gave Pan'er an orange, this is also a sin?

"This gentleman, extinguish the fire—"

However, although Lin Cang was unhappy, he still said with a pleasant face, mainly because of Pan'er's scared and trembling appearance, she was distressed, for fear of deepening her fear.

"The child is here, let's talk about any problems, don't scare the child-"

Lin Cang got up, after more than 20 days of cultivation, a layer of light stubble had emerged from the originally shaved hair, although he was wrapped in gauze at the moment like an Indian Ah San, but his sturdy and sturdy figure was still very intimidating.

"I just thought the child was cute, so I gave her an orange—"

Lin Cang frowned, looking at the angry middle-aged man in front of him with some dissatisfaction, and then said, "I don't think it's a big deal, right?!" ”

Lin Cang was unhappy in his heart, and his tone also showed that if it wasn't for the little girl being scared, he could directly let this guy who came out of nowhere.

"Okay? It's not a big deal? You know a! You know! ”

Hearing Lin Cang say this, the middle-aged man immediately blew up his hair, swept left and right in a rage, and finally copied a broom in his hand.

Lin Cang's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and his tone gradually turned cold.

"You didn't brush your teeth in the morning, did you? Do you want me to clean it up for you?! ”

"Come on! Come on, I don't want to live anyway, come on, come on-"

Lin Cang's words didn't know which nerve touched the middle-aged man, seeing a somewhat gloomy expression on Lin Cang's face, the middle-aged man suddenly broke out, rushed to the hospital bed with red eyes, and then handed over a fruit knife holding the table.

"Come, come, stab here, stab Lao Tzu to death and pull it down, Lao Tzu thank you!"

The middle-aged man cut his palm in a panic, and suddenly the entire palm was dripping with blood, but looking at him, he had fallen into madness, and his consciousness was a little unconscious, and he still pointed to his heart and shouted to Lin Cang unconsciously.

Pan'er, who was trembling with fright, cried and ran to the middle-aged man when she saw this, her tears were like tap water, and she tried to suppress her sobbing voice and said, "Dad-Dad-Pan'er doesn't eat oranges anymore--I don't eat them-"

Pan'er's thin body only reached the waist and abdomen of the middle-aged man, and the whole person squatted on the ground like a homeless little beast holding the man's ankles.

The little girl's voice was very immature, and the soft and weak sobs seemed so sad in this ward.

"I'm sorry—I'm sorry, Dad—Dad."

Because she cried sadly, Pan'er cried and even sobbed her words.

The middle-aged man looked down at his daughter's frightened eyes, his lips moved for a long time, and then when he threw away the knife with a loud bang, the whole person squatted on the ground, hugged his daughter, and the old man in his thirties couldn't help crying anymore.

"What have I done?"

The door of the ward was already full of people at some point, and an old lady who looked to be about fifty years old walked in, and then looked at Su Meng on the side and whispered, "Have you given Pan'er something to eat?" ”

Su Meng was already frightened by the scene in front of him, and nodded subconsciously when he heard this, and then looked at the old lady with some concern.

She didn't know the situation anymore and saw it at this time, as if it was not for nothing that people were angry.

Several doctors and nurses hurriedly came, looked at the wound on the middle-aged man's palm, and hurriedly pulled him up to stitch up the wound.

"Auntie, what's going on?"

Seeing a group of people standing in front of the door of the ward, their faces showing unbearable expressions, Lin Cang also realized that he seemed to be wrong, frowned slightly, and then asked.

"Ahh

The old lady couldn't help but sigh when she heard this, and then said, "You just came to this hospital not long ago, I don't blame you if I don't know-"

"It's Pan'er, this child's illness—"

The old lady shook her head, then sat down on the chair next to her, and then continued: "It is said that there is no problem with giving the child an orange, this child is sensible and handsome, you can go to the hospital and ask, who doesn't like Pan'er?" But no one dared to give her something to eat—"

Seeing Su Meng's dazed expression, the old lady said, "This child was born to suffer...... How old is this, she has a strange disease, she can't touch anything we eat normally, for her, food is poison! ”

Lin Cang raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

"Phenylpropion. Ketonuria? ”

"You know about it, too?"

The old lady looked at Lin Cang with a curious expression, and then said, "It's this disease, who knows about normal people?" It turned out that some people saw that Xiao Nizi was sensible and gave her some snacks, and his father almost lifted the entire hospital, and finally everyone figured out what kind of ketonuria was——"

Phenylpropion. Ketonuria, referred to as PKU, is a hereditary amino acid metabolism disease, phenylalanine is one of the essential amino acids for the human body, normal people need to consume 200 to 500 mg per day, one-third of which is used to synthesize protein, and the rest is converted into tyrosine by phenylalanine hydroxylase in stem cells to synthesize thyroxine, adrenaline, etc.

And once suffering from this disease, the food and fruits of ordinary people are poison for patients suffering from this disease.

Phenylpropion. After ketonuria patients ingest food, the relevant enzymes in the body cannot convert the food into protein and tyrosine, but will cause phenylalanine and ketoic acid accumulation, and the accumulation of this amino acid is fatal for the patient.

It may even cause irreversible damage to the nerves and intelligence.

For ordinary people, an orange is nothing, but for Pan'er, especially at her young age, a small orange may cause regrettable consequences for a lifetime.

It was precisely for this reason that Lin Cang's face became so embarrassed.

Su Meng didn't understand, seeing Lin Cang's face was extremely embarrassed, as if he also realized something, and looked at Lin Cang with some apprehension.

Lin Cang explained to Su Meng, and Su Meng's face turned pale like blood.

"Alas, this child is simply living like this, her father had a small factory a few years ago, and his life was very prosperous, but since his daughter found out such a disease, he has been looking for experts all over the world, but no one can cure it, the rice and vegetables that Pan'er eats must be specially made, plus hospitalization, it will cost more than 30,000 yuan a month, where is the head these days——"

The old lady was a little sad, and tears fell into her eyes as she spoke.

"In the hospital, everyone doesn't dare to let Pan'er see when they eat, this Nizi is so small, it should be when she is greedy, but she can't touch anything that normal people can eat, sometimes the little grandson eats snacks, looking at Pan'er's girl with a blank eye, that heart is the same as letting a knife rip out——"

"But there's no way - you say it's okay to have a cure for this disease, but the problem is that her father took her almost all over the country, and no one said that it could be cured, this girl is only six years old, and she can't eat or drink in this life, what do you mean by living?"

As people get older, they love children more and more, thinking that such a sensible and beautiful child can only live like this in this life, the old lady can't go on, and the people around her are all gloomy.

Xiao Meng's eyes were red, and she bit her lip tightly, she couldn't listen anymore.

Turning his head to look at Lin Cang, seeing that Lin Cang also had a solemn expression, Xiaomeng wiped a handful of tears, and then leaned on Lin Cang's arms, as if only in this way would his heart not be so uncomfortable.

Lin Cang gently stroked Xiaomeng's black and bright hair, frowning slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He could clearly feel that unconsciously, as if he was becoming more and more soft-hearted.