Chapter 2101

Zheng Ren saw the figures of vice president yuan, ye Qingqiu and Lin Ge, as well as the relevant directors, professors and many strange faces.

There was a middle-aged woman sitting inside, looking numb. She was not overwhelmed with grief, nor did she cry. The whole person exuded a sense of death.

She should be the child's mother, Zheng Ren guessed.

But there were too many people. Zheng Ren saw the light red system panel in the crowd. The figure blocked the diagnosis of the system panel, and he didn't see it clearly.

It's hard to accept such a big event, Zheng Ren guessed.

It's not necessary to go in and have a look. Zheng Ren sighed gently and turned away.

But just a few steps away, I heard a flurry in the account room.

Most of them are directors with rich clinical experience. There is no noise, but there is a sense of anxiety in their voice.

Er, Zheng Ren, look back.

When I see the inpatient in ICU, I always rush to the house. It seems that I want to get something. Her steps were a little flustered.

The situation is wrong!

"Roar..." the subtle breath holding voice reached Zheng Ren's ears. He stopped and turned back.

Apart from the crowd, those standing outside are school people. They can't help at this time.

Zheng Ren, like a tank, rolled over and crashed.

The middle-aged woman was pale, her hands covered her chest, her lips were slightly cyanotic, and she was trying to breathe.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Ren's first thought was that he had committed coronary heart disease.

However, the red color of the system panel is not the color of acute coronary atherosclerotic heart attack, but slightly red, with a strange diagnosis - heartbreak syndrome.

Zheng Ren didn't have time to think about it. No matter what diagnosis the big pig hoof gave, he had to check it first.

"Be careful, put her flat and lie on the ground." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

The person in the circulatory department was not at the scene. Zheng Ren took over without hesitation and began to command the rescue.

Ye Qingqiu and Lin Ge look better when they see boss Zheng coming in time.

For example, when a white haired person sends a black haired person, most of the patient's family members will lose control of their emotions, but few of them have direct problems.

Although people are well-informed, they will not panic. But the heart is gloomy and the mood is slightly low.

"Get out of the way and get out of the way." Su Yun roared directly and separated the crowd.

Lin Yuan took a stethoscope, took off his white clothes and spread them on the ground.

Several people helped the middle-aged woman lie on the white clothes. Zheng Renyi stretched out his hand and Lin Yuan handed over the stethoscope.

The heart rate is slightly faster, and there is a slight murmur in the mitral valve in the left decubitus position.

It's not a big problem. The judgment of big pig hoof should be no problem.

Soon, the inpatient in ICU ran out with a portable cardiac motor. There were other footsteps in the distance behind him. It was estimated that the nurse came with emergency medicine.

ECG was abnormal. The ECG of the patient's mother showed sinus rhythm. ST segment elevation of leads II, III, AVF and V4 ~ V6 was 0.1 ~ 0.3 MV.

"Myocardial infarction?" Someone whispered.

"No." Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "flat car, send it to the emergency department."

Vice President yuan looked at the ECG and suspected that it was myocardial infarction. But boss Zheng said so simply that he didn't refute it.

Linge asks someone to push the flat car, and ye Qingqiu calls director Zhang Lin of the circulation department. At this time, although there is boss Zheng's diagnosis, who can make no mistakes all his life? We must add more technical force to make judgment.

Nervous and orderly, the rescue work is busy but not disorderly.

The medical staff in ICU carried an ECG monitor and pressed it on the middle-aged woman.

Heart rate, blood pressure, breathing and pulse look OK. With the most intuitive image, there are rescue drugs around. In addition, with boss Zheng around, several hospital leaders took a breath and should be fine.

"I sent her to the emergency department for observation. Are there any other family members? Someone from the school will follow." Zheng Rendao.

A middle-aged man of about 40 followed Zheng Ren silently.

"You are..."

"I'm Chen Li's counselor."

Zheng Ren didn't ask much. These are not important. As for the patient's mother, Zheng Ren is more prone to heartbreak syndrome.

"Su Yun, bedside ultrasonic heart motive, is there any in the hospital?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Yes."

"Push it to the emergency department." Zheng Rendao.

Su Yun certainly won't call the echocardiography room directly for such a thing. It's not a private matter. He immediately went to ringer and contacted the boss for what he needed.

As for why a patient with suspected myocardial infarction needs echocardiography, Su Yun doesn't ask urgently. He will know when he does the examination.

Chen Li's mother was sent to the emergency department. Zhou Litao and others had already prepared various rescue drugs and instruments.

But Zheng Ren shook his head. He just asked him to change the ECG monitoring to the emergency department and carry the person to the hospital bed. There was no other disposal.

"Boss Zheng, myocardial infarction? Don't give some medicine?" Zhou Litao looked at the waveform of ECG monitoring and asked with some doubts.

"It's not myocardial infarction. It's temporarily judged to be heartbreak syndrome." Zheng Ren sat by the bed and looked at Chen Li's mother. Her face was numb, and her death became more and more intense.

Zheng Ren was miserable and didn't want to say anything more.

If only the patient's mother could cry, her emotions were stacked in her heart, like a big stone, which made people breathless.

The heavy pressure accident, the sadness, is like a sharp knife, directly into the heart, stirring again from time to time.

It hurts. It hurts.

"What?" Zhou Litao heard a diagnosis he had never heard of.

Heartbreak syndrome? What's that.

Lin Yuan had the same doubts. She didn't speak knowingly. Although she came to the medical group for only a few days, boss Zheng had made an invincible impression in her heart.

Zheng Ren didn't explain much, just staring at the ECG monitoring machine.

Zhou Litao carefully left enough rescue drugs. Even if boss Zheng made a wrong judgment, there would be no problem.

Soon, the mobile bedside echocardiography instrument was pushed.

Zhang Lin, director of circulatory medicine, came along.

"Boss Zheng, is it myocardial infarction?" Director Zhang Lin asked in a low voice. She then watched ECG monitoring. ST segment elevation of leads II, III, AVF and V4 ~ V6 was about 0.2 MV. It was suspected of myocardial infarction, but it was not very serious. She had her own judgment.

Zheng Ren shook his head, stood up, pushed the echocardiography machine to the head of the bed and began to examine Chen Li's mother.

Chen Li's mother is like a walking corpse. She lies in bed numbly, her eyes are empty and pale, her whole body is soft and cotton like, and she can't feel any muscle tension.

Director Zhang Lin knows the situation. No one can bear to see such a thing as sending people with white hair to people with black hair.

But in the hospital, if you can't see it, you have to see it.

A lot of things always have to be borne by someone.