"Brother Feng!" Zheng Ren saw that Feng Jianguo's system panel was very red, and immediately strode forward to support him.

The diagnosis on the system panel is clear - third-degree atrioventricular block.

This is a heart attack. Zheng Ren felt a little confused. Why did he hear from Xiaocao that he was dizzy, nausea, and not vomiting?

In the early symptoms of this disease, patients with this disease are related to the speed of the ventricular rate and the accompanying disease, and can feel tired, fatigue, dizziness, fainting, angina pectoris, etc.

If the condition is serious, and the patient will feel chest tightness, shortness of breath and limited movement when heart failure occurs. Due to the sudden slowdown in the ventricular rate, the patient may experience loss of consciousness and convulsions. In severe cases, sudden death may occur.

But how does nausea come about? Can there be gastrointestinal symptoms?

With a flash of thought, Zheng Ren knew that he should not be obsessed with these things. He supported Feng Jianguo and shouted: "Old He!"

"Boss Zheng."

"Find an electrocardiogram monitor."

"Hey!"

Lao He ran away. Although it was already afternoon, there was almost no room for surgery in the Dawei Operating Room in 912. There are two special types of surgery, one is reserved for emergency surgery, and the other is a hybrid surgery.

"Brother Feng, don't worry, let's relax." Zheng Ren said softly, and then let Feng Jianguo lie flat on the ground.

Su Yun found a surgical gown and spread it under him, lifting Feng Jianguo's clothes.

He was tall and thin, with his ribs one by one, and Zheng Ren even doubted whether the electrode membrane could be applied.

Lao He soon ran over with a backup ECG monitor and seized the time to connect the wires.

Looking at the electrocardiogram on the electrocardiogram, Su Yun said in confusion: "Three-degree atrioventricular block? If you are like this, you still have to undergo surgery? Brother Feng, you are quite resistant to the labour."

"I just feel a little dizzy and nauseous." Feng Jianguo said, "Is there a heart problem?"

As he said that, he wanted to struggle to see the electrocardiogram, but Su Yun pressed it back.

"What a good letter. If you show off, we will leave. You can do it yourself."

Feng Jianguo became honest all of a sudden.

"Boss, it would be great if I could speak like this in my daily life." Su Yun sighed.

Zheng Ren ignored his divergent thinking, but stared at the screen of ECG monitoring with squinted eyes. "It's still a good thing that I haven't seen any signs of myocardial infarction yet. But the qrs waveform is a bit strange."

"Boss Zheng, it seems that I will be better if I lie down." Feng Jianguo really felt better. Besides, there was still surgery on that side, so I couldn't let the patient lie on the operating table.

Either you can only find someone else to come up, but you are fine, just go home and take a break after the operation. This is Feng Jianguo’s idea.

However, this is not what Boss Zheng thinks.

"Three-degree Atrioventricular block may aggravate at any time. Once it aggravates, you need to get a pacemaker." Zheng Ren said calmly, "Brother Feng, call me your lover."

"Ah?" Feng Jianguo was stunned for a moment.

"What, is it too painful to have brain deficiency?" Su Yun's voice was still so sharp through the three-layer mask. "Once the surgery is about to be done, the patient's family must sign it. Don't think it's your own people, so don't sign it. There are many examples of your own people becoming a big pit. Take the time and hand over the phone."

Feng Jianguo looked at Boss Zheng and Su Yun with a frown. When Lao He saw that the waveform on the ECG monitoring seemed to be fine, he looked at the excitement with a smile.

"I still have surgery on my side." Feng Jianguo whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense. Now I'm not interested in playing with minor injuries and can't get off the line. We are so big in 912, and you're the only one behind? Let me tell you, even if you sacrifice today, the patient can step down and live a solid life. As long as you don't seek death," Su Yun said smoothly.

Zheng Ren was familiar with it, and this was what he usually said to himself.

"That……"

"Then what, I'll go find someone." Su Yun said.

"No, I'll take Xiaocao for surgery. Su Yun, you arrange for Brother Feng. If you don't want to be hospitalized, go to the duty room to take a break first." Zheng Ren said, "Ask the medical history and see what's going on."

"Okay." Su Yun said.

"I think Brother Feng's situation is wrong, it's a bit different from what Xiaocao said." Zheng Ren frowned.

"Brother Feng, I heard that your boss has also fallen down? You said that your stomach and intestines are not usually worn in lead clothes on the stage, so why are they all weak?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"You are busy first. Xiaocao is disinfected. I will have a surgery with Xiaocao." Zheng Ren said, "Pay attention to Brother Feng's electrocardiogram, once..."

"Boss, are you talking to me?" Su Yun glanced at him.

"Okay, then I'll go on stage and stay in touch at any time." Zheng Ren patted Feng Jianguo's shoulder, stood up and turned back.

Lao He thought about it and helped Su Yun send Feng Jianguo back first. Boss Zheng was just a "small" operation, so he didn't have to go up and go to make good luck. Doing things must always be light and heavy, too much is worse than too much.

Zheng Ren returned to the operating room and saw that Quan Xiaocao had laid the last floor of the order and stood in Yishui's position.

"Brother Feng has some problems. I will take care of this operation." Zheng Ren said, "Xiaocao, go to the position of the surgeon."

"Ah?" Quan Xiaocao was stunned for a moment. She had a lot of things in her mind, but she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It's okay, I'm watching the minor operation." Zheng Ren turned around and went to brush his hands.

When he came back soon, Quan Xiaocao had already stood at the position of the craftsman. He looked timid and didn't have to listen to her. Just from his eyes, he could tell her nervousness and...helplessness.

In fact, Zheng Ren didn't understand why Quan Xiaocao was always so cowardly.

He put on a sterile suit, the circuit nurse tied his straps, and put on sterile gloves and stood in Ichisuke's position.

"Boss Zheng, what's wrong with Teacher Feng?" Quan Xiaocao asked.

"Su Yun took the third degree of atrioventricular block to observe. After taking the medicine, you have to get rid of the pacemaker, but it's okay." Zheng Ren said, "If you look at the electrocardiogram, don't have a heart attack, don't worry."

After saying that, Zheng Ren recalled the electrocardiogram, the qrs waveform narrowed, and the third-degree atrioventricular block was very strange.

"Oh." Quan Xiaocao lowered his head and said softly.

"Knife." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

The scalpel was handed over, but Zheng Ren did not reach out. Quan Xiaocao glanced at him, took the knife carefully, and held the pen, his hands trembled a little.

"Don't be nervous." Zheng Ren took a handful of hemostatic forceps and gently tapped the scalpel. If this is the case, it would not work. Just take a knife like a serrated tooth, and the edge of the knife could not be seen at all.

Zheng Renluo was a little helpless, and he didn't expect Quan Xiaocao's hand to shake like this.

"Oh, oh." Quan Xiaocao immediately closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The mask turned a little bit as he breathed, looking very cartoonish.
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