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

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

This is a heart attack. Zheng Ren feels a little confused. How can he hear from the grass that he is dizzy, nausea and does not vomit?

The early symptoms of patients with this disease are related to the speed of ventricular rate and accompanying diseases. They can feel fatigue, fatigue, dizziness, syncope, angina pectoris and so on.

In severe cases, there will be chest tightness, shortness of breath and limited activity when complicated with heart failure. Due to cerebral ischemia caused by sudden deceleration of ventricular rate, patients may have loss of consciousness and convulsions, and severe cases may lead to sudden death.

But how did nausea come about? Can you still have gastrointestinal symptoms?

In a flash, Zheng Ren knew he shouldn't be entangled in these. He held Feng Jianguo and shouted, "Lao he!"

"Boss Zheng."

"Find an ECG monitor."

"Ah!"

Lao he ran away. Although it was already in the afternoon, there was almost no empty operation room in the external operating room of 912. There are two special types of operation rooms, one is reserved for emergency operation, and the other is hybrid operation room.

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

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

He is tall and thin, and his ribs are fine arranged one by one. Zheng Ren doubts whether the electrode film can be pasted.

Lao he quickly ran over with a spare ECG monitor and took the time to connect the wires.

Looking at the ECG on ECG monitoring, Su Yun said suspiciously, "third degree atrioventricular block? Do you have to go to surgery? Brother Feng, you are very resistant."

"I'm just a little dizzy and disgusting." Feng Jianguo said, "there is a heart problem?"

With that, he wanted to struggle to see the ECG and was pressed back by Su Yun.

"It's such a good letter. We'll leave after another bang. You can do it yourself."

Feng Jianguo suddenly became honest.

"Boss, if only I could talk like that at ordinary times." Su Yun sighed.

Zheng Ren ignored his divergent thinking, but narrowed his eyes and stared at the ECG monitoring screen. "Now I haven't seen any signs of myocardial infarction, which is a good thing. But the QRS waveform narrowed, which is a little strange."

"Boss Zheng, it seems better for me to lie down." Feng Jianguo really feels better. Besides, there are still operations on that side. You can't put the patient on the operating table.

Or you can only find someone else, but you're fine. Just go home and have a good rest after the operation. This is Feng Jianguo's idea.

However, this is not the idea of boss Zheng.

"Third degree atrioventricular block may worsen at any time. Once it worsens, it needs a pacemaker." Zheng Ren said calmly, "brother Feng, your lover calls me."

"Ah?" Feng Jianguo was stunned.

"Ah, what, is brain hypoxia too heavy?" Su Yun's voice was still so sharp through the three-layer mask. "Once you want to have an operation, you need the patient's family to sign. Don't think it's your own, you don't have to sign. There are many examples of your own becoming a pit. Hurry up and hand over the phone."

Feng Jianguo looks at boss Zheng and Su Yun with a sad face. Lao he sees that the waveform on ECG monitoring seems to be OK. He looks at the excitement with a smile.

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

"Don't be bullshit. We don't like to play with minor injuries now. We're so big as 912. Are you alone? I'll tell you, even if you sacrifice today, the patient can step down well. It's called a strong one to live, as long as you don't want to die." Su Yun said smoothly.

Zheng Ren sounds familiar. This is what he usually tells himself.

"Then..."

"Then what? I'll find someone." Su yundao.

"No, I'll take the grass for surgery. Su Yun, you arrange brother Feng. If you don't want to be hospitalized, go to the duty room first." Zheng Rendao, "ask the medical history and see what it is."

"OK." Su yundao.

"I don't think brother Feng's situation is right. It's different from what Xiaocao said." Zheng Ren frowned.

"Brother Feng, I heard that your boss also fell down? You said that you don't usually wear lead clothes on the stage. Why are you all weak?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"You're busy first. Xiaocao has eliminated the poison. I'll have an operation with Xiaocao." Zheng Ren said, "pay attention to brother Feng's ECG, once..."

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

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

Lao he thought for a moment, but he helped Su Yun send Feng Jianguo back first. Boss Zheng's side is just a "small" operation. You don't have to rush to put good luck on your own. Always do things light and heavy, too much is better than less.

Zheng Ren returned to the operating room and saw that Quan Xiaocao had paved the last layer of the list and stood in the position of a helper.

"Brother Feng has some problems. I'll help with this operation." Zheng Ren said, "Xiaocao, go to the position of the performer."

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

"It's okay, minor surgery. I'm watching." Zheng Ren turned to brush his hands.

Soon back, Quan Xiaocao has stood in the position of the performer. Looking at the timid, you don't have to listen to her. Just from her eyes, you can see her uneasiness and... Helplessness.

In fact, Zheng Ren doesn't understand why Quan Xiaocao always counsels.

He put on sterile clothes, the itinerant nurse tied the belt, put on sterile gloves and stood in the position of a helper.

"Boss Zheng, what's the matter with Mr. Feng?" Quan Xiaocao asked.

"Third degree atrioventricular block, Su Yun took him to observe. If he doesn't get better after medication, he needs a pacemaker, but it's okay." Zheng Rendao, "look at the ECG without myocardial infarction. Don't worry."

With that, Zheng Ren recalled that the ECG, QRS waveform narrowed, combined with third degree atrioventricular block, was strange.

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

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

The scalpel was handed over, but Zheng Ren didn't reach out. Quan Xiaocao glanced at him, carefully took the knife, held the pen, and his hand trembled slightly.

"Don't be nervous." Zheng Ren took a hemostatic forceps and gently tapped it on the scalpel. If that doesn't work, the knife will look like a sawtooth, and the blade can't be seen at all.

Zheng renlue was a little helpless. 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. His masks shriveled with his breath. He looked at the cartoon very.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes, did not look at Zheng Ren, and cut off with a steady hand.