after an hour.
Zou Jiahua was sitting in the ward with a pale face and wandering eyes.
The monitor was ticking, and the faint light emitting from the screen gave him the illusion of hell.
Just now, in broad daylight, I was just confused for a moment, and then died again.
How come it happens so often? !
There is no similar record in the family records.
Although Zou Jiahua's father also suffered cardiac arrest after he was over 40 years old, it was not frequent and only happened once every eight months.
But now Zou Jiahua... It seems that as soon as he sleeps, before he falls asleep, the scythe of death will suddenly come from another space and harvest his life.
In 39 hours, there were three cardiac arrests. Such a high frequency caused Zou Jiahua's last psychological defense to completely collapse.
When Zou Yu called the doctor in the vehicle behind him for first aid, and after his heartbeat recovered, all Zou Jiahua's reserve and hesitation disappeared.
He was admitted to the special needs ward of 912 directly through connections.
It's better to have surgery than to sit and wait for death.
And looking at it now, seeing Dr. Zheng for surgery is the only way. Others don’t even have a solution.
Surgery, surgery is necessary, and it is emergency surgery!
He didn't want to wait, not even for a second.
Zou Jiahua couldn't stand that as long as he closed his eyes, he would face death.
No matter who it is, they can't stand it.
Such frequent deaths have made Zou Jiahua no longer have any joy in living. His heartbeat kept stopping, but he kept being rescued, as if to satisfy some evil taste of the God of Death.
But in Zou Jiahua's view, everything he experienced was so...fateful. Perhaps, this is the fate of the Zou family man.
There was a knock on the door, and Zou Jiahua closed his eyes hard, then opened them, trying not to look so embarrassed.
"Please come in." Zou Jiahua said slowly.
The door opened. Zou Yu politely opened the door and stepped back half a step to let the unbelievably young doctor come in first.
"Hello, Dr. Zheng." Zou Jiahua stood up and greeted him with a smile.
At this moment, all reserve and dignity must be put aside. There is great terror between life and death, and when this terror strikes again and again, nothing matters anymore.
"Mr. Zou, did you have cardiac arrest during the day?" Zheng Ren asked strangely.
Zou Jiahua nodded.
Zheng Ren was also surprised that the frequency of Mr. Zou's illness seemed to be too fast. It happens so frequently and I have never seen any case reports in any magazine.
But this is a rare disease, and no one has Zou Jiahua's medical conditions.
After carefully looking at Zou Jiahua's system panel, the diagnosis of cardiac channelopathy still did not change.
Then give it a try, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"Is Mr. Zou ready for surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.
"On my side, it doesn't matter whether I am prepared or not." Zou Jiahua smiled bitterly.
He looked closely into Zheng Ren's eyes. Although he was a little rude and a little domineering, he wanted to see confidence and even a glimmer of hope in Zheng Ren's eyes.
However, the more he looked, the more doubtful he became.
Zheng Ren's eyes were clear, and in his calmness, he could even vaguely see a hint of kindness that was not consistent with his age.
Was he hallucinating because he was too scared? This question disappeared in a flash, and Zou Jiahua was sure that he had read it correctly.
In other words, that look was not kind. It would be more appropriate to describe it as compassion.
Zheng Ren nodded and asked, "Is it enough time to fast and drink water?"
"enough."
"Then prepare for the surgery." Zheng Ren said calmly.
"Boss, do you know how to use the latest pacemaker?" Su Yun's sarcastic expression looked like he didn't deserve a beating.
But this time it was not Zheng Ren who wanted to beat him, but Zou Yu.
"The latest one? Don't you need the one from the courtyard?" Zheng Ren asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Of course it won't work. This is a plutocrat, a rich man. If you want a pacemaker, it must be the latest model. It uses the heartbeat to provide bioelectricity and can last a lifetime, right? Miss Zou." Su Yun asked .
Zou Yu was a little embarrassed.
"The pacemaker is on the plane and will arrive in four hours." Zou Jiahua nodded and said.
Zheng Ren was a little troubled.
I had the pacemaker surgery done by myself in the system operating room. But once it is time to replace the pacemaker with a new model, it will have to be done again.
Zheng Ren's surgical training time was running out after the training for renal artery and renal sympathetic nerve dissection, and he became increasingly stingy.
But the training still needs to be done. I just hope that the new bioelectrical pacemaker will not be too complicated and the surgical training time will not be very long.
Zheng Ren is not ready to open one now and try it out. After all, he is not sure whether Big Pig Hoof will provide the latest bioelectric pacemaker.
If not, it would be a waste for Zheng Ren.
"Then the pacemaker has arrived, let's do the surgery." Zheng Ren was bored, stood up, and said, "I'll go back to the interventional department first. If there's any news, I'll call you."
After saying that, Zheng Ren smiled slightly, expressed his goodwill, and turned to leave.
Zou Jiahua was a little surprised. He was used to the flattery and obedience of people around him. Zheng Ren's attitude was very unfamiliar to him.
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"Boss, you are very skillful at showing off." Su Yun said with a smile as he walked out of the building of the special needs ward.
"Pretending?" Zheng Ren frowned, "It seems not."
"Everyone is probably trying to curry favor with a rich man like this. It's a good idea for you to just leave as soon as you've finished speaking."
"Originally, actually, I don't really want to do this surgery." Zheng Ren said: "And I want to go to the urology department to see what happened in the afternoon. I don't know how it went."
Su Yun was silent when it came to the matter of urology surgery.
What can I do
What else!
This is a knot that cannot be untied by oneself. No matter how powerful Zheng Ren's surgery and diagnosis are, he can only watch helplessly.
"By the way, how do the doctors in Xiangjiang do the pre-operative instructions? Especially for such rich people, is there any special pre-operative instructions? Su Yun, please help me find out." Zheng Ren remembered this matter , and habitually waved his hand to Su Yun.
"I've already inquired about it, and I've informed Sister Lin that she will find a lawyer to handle the relevant procedures." Su Yun had an expression on his face that he had known for a long time.
"Sister Lin? Lawyer?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised.
"The reward, brother!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren as if he were an idiot, "I have been rushing to come to you for such an operation. If it fails, the reward is estimated to be about one million Hong Kong dollars. If it succeeds, then We need to talk to a professional lawyer.”
"Is that so?" Zheng Ren frowned.
"People's lives are valuable." Su Yun said with some regret: "If we were not a doctor, but a head-dressing master, I guess this matter would be worth 100 million."