Chapter 214: It takes effect so fast?

Chapter 214: It takes effect so fast?

Although Mona and Fat Tiger consider him a savior, Charlotte himself is quite clear.

He has a good understanding of diabetes, but in the current situation with Fat Tiger, insulin injections are the fastest way to lower blood sugar.

But where does insulin come from?

There is no insulin in this world at all, and Charlotte cannot produce insulin. This involves the field of biopharmaceuticals, which is beyond his scope as a veterinarian.

So he is not confident in curing Fat Tiger's illness. He can only determine that his symptoms are most likely caused by diabetes and focus on controlling his diet and incorporating a certain amount of exercise to reduce his weight.

The rest is up to his body.

After all, he is a level-five tiger tribe orc. Although he looks plump now, his physical fitness is not just for show.

"I don't have any miracle drugs in my hands, and I can't guarantee that your condition will be cured. But if you believe me, follow my instructions for the next period, and your symptoms should improve." Charlotte looked at Fat Tiger and said.

"I trust you." Fat Tiger nodded. Although Charlotte didn't finish his sentence, it made him feel even more trustworthy.

"Of course, it also requires your cooperation." Charlotte turned to Mona.

Mona nodded quickly, "You just say it, and I will fully cooperate."

Seeing both of them expressing their intentions, Charlotte said, "First step, quit sugar."

"Quit sugar?" Fat Tiger instinctively covered his snack bag, "Doctor, do we have to be so strict from the beginning?"

"If you continue to consume large amounts of sugar every day, it won't just be your legs that will deteriorate, but also your eyes, arms, and even your whole body. It will rot." Charlotte calmly explained to him.

This statement made Fat Tiger feel frightened, and his grip on the snack bag loosened slightly.

"Give it to me." Mona reached out and snatched the snack bag from his hand.

After thinking for a moment, she also took his spatial ring and said to Charlotte, "Rest assured, with me around, I guarantee that he won't be able to eat a single piece of candy from today onwards."

Fat Tiger felt a bit disappointed. He picked up the water bottle next to him, hoping to drink some sweet water to ease his anxiety.

"You think you can still drink sweet water?" Even without Charlotte's reminder, Mona flung the water bottle at him, nearly sending it flying.

"No... I can't." Fat Tiger held the water bottle innocently with both hands.

Charlotte continued, "The second step, control the diet. Besides reducing sugar intake, you also need to control protein intake, which means eating less meat and more vegetables."

"No meat, only vegetables?" Fat Tiger's expression became even more distressed, and he tried to protest, "Doctor, I'm a tiger. Although I'm a bit overweight, I don't look like a pig, right?"

Charlotte couldn't be bothered with his nonsense and turned directly to Mona.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

"No problem, starting today, he will eat only vegetarian meals. As long as he doesn't starve to death, it's fine." Mona nodded seriously.

"It takes effect so fast?!" Mona exclaimed.

Ignoring her, Charlotte took out a sterilized scalpel and began cleaning Fat Tiger's wounds.

He only dealt with the three most severe wounds. The wounds couldn't heal, and cutting into them would only cause them to worsen.

After cleaning the heavily infected wounds and rinsing them with an antiseptic solution, Charlotte applied a hemostatic agent.

As Charlotte had anticipated, even with a moderately effective hemostatic agent, it didn't have much effect on healing the wounds. It could only temporarily halt the bleeding.

After treating the wounds, Charlotte washed his hands, went to the counter, and packed a large bag of medications, handing them to Mona.

"After you go back, strictly follow the three steps I mentioned earlier to lower his blood glucose and body weight. Here are twenty bottles of anesthesia and twenty medium-level first aid kits.

Drink one bottle of anesthesia before going to bed every night to quickly fall asleep and ensure rest. Use the antiseptic solution to clean the wounds daily to prevent them from becoming infected and then apply the hemostatic agent."

"Okay, I will strictly follow your instructions." Mona nodded, then asked, "By the way, how much is the medical fee?"

"Twenty-one bottles of anesthesia are 16,800 copper coins, twenty-one medium-level first aid kits are 8,400, surgical fees are 600, totaling 25,800 copper coins," Charlotte said.

"That's too cheap, unbelievable." Mona looked astonished as she looked at the bag of medications she was holding and then at Charlotte. "Doctor, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

In her experience of taking Fat Tiger to various clinics over the past two years, medical fees ranged from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of copper coins, and they hadn't been able to heal Fat Tiger at all. But they always collected the money.

When she brought Fat Tiger to Elder Lu Xian of the Medical Association before, just to get him to take a look, they had paid 500,000 copper coins in consultation fees. After Lu Xian used a healing technique that proved ineffective, he directly declared Fat Tiger as a hopeless case and then charged another 1 million copper coins.

Today, Charlotte had explained everything clearly and hadn't said a single word about it being incurable.

Now Fat Tiger was still soundly asleep on the stone bed, snoring loudly and muttering something. It had been a long time since she had seen him sleep so peacefully.

Yet Charlotte only charged 25,000 copper coins, a price far below her psychological expectations.

"That's the correct amount, no mistake." Charlotte said calmly, "After twenty days if his wounds haven't healed, bring him back to let me take another look."

"Okay." Mona nodded in agreement, taking three gold coins out of her spatial ring and handing them to Charlotte.

She said sincerely, "You don't need to give me any change. Consider it as your diagnostic fee. You are the first doctor in these three years who told me what illness Fat Tiger has, instead of telling me that he is a forsaken god."

"Thank you." Charlotte looked at Mona, whose eyes were slightly red.

Even a mother tiger could have a tender heart, so he accepted the three gold coins without hesitation. He glanced at Fat Tiger, who was still sleeping, and asked, "Do you need me to wake him up?"

"No, it's rare to see him sleeping so soundly."

Mona shook her head, retrieved the potions back into her spatial ring, and effortlessly lifted the 500-pound Fat Tiger like a princess. With a calm expression and light footsteps, she walked towards the door.

The patients in line at the door all turned their gazes and made their way, watching the formidable mother tiger leave.