"Boss, Chengxiang's test results from the emergency department are back." Su Yun picked up her phone, glanced at it, and said.
"Oh? What's the value?"
"Total plasma immune response insulin, 60000 mu/L." Su Yun was holding her phone, and he did not know which doctor from the emergency department had sent him this message.
Zheng Ren was already used to Su Yun's communication skills. It seemed that as long as he wanted to know something, there was nothing that he did not know.
The normal blood plasma total immunity response insulin value was about 10000 mu/L, and the higher it was, it might reach 30000. That Chengxiang's value was actually as high as 60000. No wonder he would have symptoms of low blood sugar fainting.
"Alright, then hurry up and tell him." Zheng Ren said.
"And then?"
"After what?" When Zheng Ren talked about Cheng Xiang, he was a little irascible. Even when he spoke to Su Yun, there was a hint of anger in his tone.
