But in just a moment, the heart rate of the experiment subject directly dropped to zero, and Zheng Ren did not give him a chance to react.

Zheng Ren immediately put down the equipment in his hand and began to press his heart. Then he bought an anesthesiologist assistant to help rescue him.

Do a heart compression yourself and instruct the anesthesiologist to inject lidocaine, adrenaline, and atropine into the patient.

But it is completely useless. No matter how much medicine is given or how much heart compression is performed, the heart rate of the experiment cannot be recovered.

Even in the end, Zheng Ren directly incited the heart and looked directly at the chest and still couldn't press it. The patient's heart seemed to have lost its vitality and did not contract at all independently.

After 20 minutes of rescue, Zheng Ren simply gave up. He stood by the experimental body silently thinking about what was going on, which would make a healthy young man lose his heartbeat instantly.

Later, he had some ideas and walked out of the system operating room, preparing to click to buy the surgical training time.

"Boss Zheng, are you tired?" Gu Xiaoran's voice sounded in his ears.

Zheng Ren was very helpless and sighed.

The patient hasn't come up yet, nothing has happened, and there is still someone around him, so he has no chance to concentrate on thinking. Unless he has been squatting in the system operating room and not coming out, it seems that there is no need now.

Even if the patient's heartbeat stops, he can't figure it out any time to go to the system operating room.

"No." Zheng Ren left the system space and said softly.

"I saw you suddenly stopped leaving as you walked, and I thought you were feeling uncomfortable." Gu Xiaoran stood beside Zheng Ren and said with concern. His hand was placed next to Zheng Ren's arm, and as long as his body swayed, he could hold it up immediately.

Zheng Ren glanced at Gu Xiaoran's hand, looked at his careful look and smiled, "Thank you Xiaoran, I just feel that I have something to do in my heart and am thinking about it."

"Boss, you're not hypoglycemia, right?" Su Yun spoke with Lao He in front, and had not forgotten to listen to the conversation between the boss and Gu Xiaoran behind.

"No, Su Yun should stop talking nonsense with Lao He. Come and I will ask you something." Zheng Ren and Su Yun said.

"Hmm?" Su Yun was very confused. His boss rarely spoke to him in this tone.

Is this asking for your own opinions? What big thing happened?

"Since I saw the patient, I felt something was wrong." Zheng Ren confessed: "I always felt that I might have missed something, but after thinking about it several times, I always didn't know what the problem was."

"It's okay, you." Su Yun looked at his boss in confusion. Even the three-layer mask could not stop the contemptuous expression that burst out from his face.

"You're serious, you're not kidding." Zheng Ren said.

"Esthesis, even if it is torn, the urethra will be cured in the next period of time. Look at the patient's mental state, it doesn't seem to have signs of urethral infection." Seeing Zheng Ren's solemn expression, Su Yun also began to try to analyze it.

Lao He didn't even know what the patient was like. He looked confused and couldn't say a word. But then he thought, 6 times, and with the time when Boss Zheng talked to Su Yun, he quickly walked to 6 times.

"Xiao Zhou, when will the patient come?" Lao He asked hurriedly after entering the house.

"Old He, what's wrong?" the emergency anesthesiologist said to Lao He with a smile.

"What kind of patient is it?" Lao He said in a stronger tone.

"Uh... a patient with a foreign body in the urethra, I saw a video of it, and there were 9 nails in the urethra." Seeing that Lao He was a little anxious, the anesthesiologist immediately told Lao He what he knew.

"The patient's vital signs are stable, without pyuria, and a little hematuria. It is said that it hurts severely when urinating, so it's very irritating."

"Is there anything else?"

"No, the tour has already been picked up, and it's time to get up." said the anesthesiologist. "The patient can still walk, but the legs have to be chopped away. It doesn't seem like there is any problem. Do you know?"

"I don't know." Lao He recalled the anesthesiologist Xiao Zhou's statement. There is no pus, a little blood, and he can walk. His vital signs are stable, not as if he has problems.

Could it be that Boss Zheng was overly nervous and had a misjudgment? This idea just emerged in Lao He's mind and was immediately extinguished.

No, will Boss Zheng be wrong? It is possible, he also said that there may be problems, but he can't figure out where there is something wrong.

Is the clinician’s strange intuition? Lao He is very serious and is ready to take a look at the patient first.

"In this surgery room, you go to the operating table first." The nurse on the tour had already brought the patient back. She pointed to the operating table and said, "Can you go up by yourself? If you don't have enough effort, I'll bring you a footstool."

"No." The patient said shyly, then supported the operating bed with both hands in a slightly strange posture and sat directly on it. His body was very agile and seemed to be stronger than himself. Through observation, Lao He made the most basic judgment of the patient.

He took the surgical handover form from the tour and took a look. The patient belonged to the emergency department and probably hadn't written the medical record yet. The only information available was this.

There is no problem with the vital signs, and the action of "jumping" onto the operating table just now, Lao He doesn't think the patient will have any problems.

It must be that Boss Zheng is a little nervous, Lao He thought to himself.

He walked out of the operating room with a smile and saw Boss Zheng and Su Yun standing slightly behind, whispering something.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, I took a look at the patient... nothing is wrong now." Lao He said with a smile.

"Well, I think it's okay, the boss insists on brainstorming." Su Yun shrugged helplessly and spread his hands.

"I can't say a feeling in my heart. I just feel something is wrong." Zheng Ren shook his head slightly and sighed.

He discussed some possible situations with Su Yun, but no constructive ideas burst out. Until now, Zheng Ren still doesn't know why the patient had central cardiac arrest.

I walked in and stopped like that? No one would accept it.

It's really fucking, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

There was no choice but to go to the operating room and see the anesthesiologist tamper the patient with the lumbar anesthesia. The electrocardiogram monitoring has been connected, and all vital signs are intact, and the normal ones cannot be normal anymore.

"Mr. Yu, how hematuria is the patient?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Not much, there is a small amount of exudate, no pus. I took a look and there was only a little blood." Mr. Yu whispered: "Boss Zheng, are you here?"

"No." Zheng Ren turned around and sat on the round stool where the nurse was sitting in the corner after finishing her work, and squinted her eyes to observe the patient.

I just couldn't say it in detail and I could only keep it in my heart by predicting the sudden cardiac arrest in advance. Zheng Ren felt very uncomfortable. If he could say it in advance, Lao He might have put forward some opinions for reference.
Chapter completed!