"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 was clear—third-degree atrioventricular block.
This was a heart attack. Zheng Ren felt a little confused. Why did he hear from Xiaocao that he was dizzy, nauseous, and not vomiting
The early symptoms of patients with this disease are related to the speed of the ventricular rate and accompanying diseases. They may feel tired, weak, dizzy, syncope, angina, etc.
When the situation is severe and complicated by heart failure, there will be chest tightness, shortness of breath and limited movement. Due to sudden slowing of the ventricular rate leading to cerebral ischemia, the patient may experience loss of consciousness, convulsions, and in severe cases, sudden death.
But where does nausea come from? Can I still have gastrointestinal symptoms
In a flash of thought, Zheng Ren knew that he shouldn't dwell on this. He supported Feng Jianguo and shouted: "Lao He!"
"Boss Zheng."
"Get an ECG monitor."
"Eh!"
Lao He ran away. Although it was already afternoon, there was almost no room in the 912 surgery room. There are two special types of operating rooms, one is reserved for emergency surgery, and the other is a hybrid operating room.
"Brother Feng, don't worry, relax." Zheng Ren said softly, and then asked Feng Jianguo to lie flat on the ground.
Su Yun found a surgical gown and spread it under him, then lifted up Feng Jianguo's clothes.
He was tall and thin, and his ribs were neatly arranged one by one. Zheng Ren even doubted whether the electrode membrane could be attached.
Lao He quickly ran over with a spare ECG monitor and took the time to connect the wires.
Looking at the electrocardiogram on the ECG monitor, Su Yun said doubtfully: "Third degree atrioventricular block? You still need surgery after this? Brother Feng, you are quite resistant."
"I'm just 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 pushed him back.
"It's such a good letter. If you mess with it again, we'll leave. You can do it yourself."
Feng Jianguo suddenly became honest.
"Boss, it would be great if I could talk like this in normal times." Su Yun sighed with emotion.
Zheng Ren ignored his divergent thinking and instead squinted at the ECG monitoring screen, "There are no signs of myocardial infarction yet, which is a good thing. But the QRS waveform is narrowed, which is a bit strange. .”
"Boss Zheng, I feel better after I lie down for a while." Feng Jianguo really felt that he was feeling better. Besides, there was still surgery to be done, so he couldn't let the patient lie down on the operating table.
Or you can only find other people to come up, but you are fine, just go home and have a good rest after the operation, this is Feng Jianguo's idea.
However, this is not what Boss Zheng thinks.
"Third degree atrioventricular block may worsen at any time. If it worsens, a pacemaker will be needed." Zheng Ren said calmly, "Brother Feng, call me your lover."
"Ah?" Feng Jianguo was stunned for a moment.
"Ah, what, is the brain hypoxia too severe?" Su Yun's voice was still so sharp through the three-layer mask, "Once an operation is performed, the patient's family members need to sign. Don't think that you don't need to sign if you are one of your own." There are many examples of people being turned into big traps, so hurry up and hand over your phone."
Feng Jianguo looked at Boss Zheng and Su Yun with a frown. Lao He saw that the waveform on the ECG monitor seemed to be fine, and he smiled at the excitement.
"I still have surgery on my side." Feng Jianguo defended in a low voice.
"Don't talk nonsense. We don't want to play the trick of not being able to get out of the line of fire now. Our 912 is so big, but you are missing? Let me tell you, even if you die today, the patients will be able to get off the stage and survive." Call me Jie Jie, as long as I don't seek death." Su Yun said smoothly.
What Zheng Ren heard seemed familiar. This was what he usually told himself.
"That… "
"Well, then, I'll go find someone." Su Yun said.
"No, I'll take Xiaocao for surgery. Su Yun, arrange for Brother Feng to go to the duty room to rest first if you don't want to be hospitalized." Zheng Ren said, "Ask the medical history and see what the situation is."
"Okay." Su Yun said.
"I think something is wrong with Brother Feng. It's a little different from what Xiaocao said." Zheng Ren frowned.
"Brother Feng, I heard that your boss also fell down? You said you have gastrointestinal tract. You don't usually wear lead clothes on stage. Why are you all so weak?" Su Yun said with disdain.
"You go ahead and Xiaocao has been disinfected. Xiaocao and I will perform the surgery." 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, keep in touch at any time." Zheng Ren patted Feng Jianguo on the shoulder, stood up, turned around and walked back.
Lao He thought for a while and decided to help Su Yun send Feng Jianguo back first. Boss Zheng's side is just a "minor" operation, so you don't have to rush to get it done by yourself. Always do things in a light and heavy way, and going too far is never enough.
Zheng Ren returned to the operating room and saw that Quan Xiaocao had laid out the last layer of sheets and was standing in Yishu's position.
"Brother Feng has some problems. I will help with this operation." Zheng Ren said, "Xiaocao, go to the surgeon's position."
"Ah?" Quan Xiaocao was startled for a moment. She had many things on her mind, but she didn't know what to say at the moment.
"It's okay, it's a small operation, I'm watching." Zheng Ren turned around and went to wash his hands.
Coming back soon, Quan Xiaocao had already stood in the position of the practitioner. She looked timid and didn't even need to listen to her words. Her anxiety and... helplessness could be seen just from her eyes.
In fact, Zheng Ren didn't understand why Quan Xiaocao was always so timid.
He put on a sterile gown, the circulating nurse tied up the belt, put on sterile gloves and stood in the first assistant's position.
"Boss Zheng, what's wrong with Teacher Feng?" Quan Xiaocao asked.
"Third-degree atrioventricular block, Su Yun took him for observation. If he didn't feel better after taking the medicine, he had to get a pacemaker, but he's fine." Zheng Ren said, "The electrocardiogram doesn't indicate myocardial infarction, so don't worry."
After finishing speaking, Zheng Ren recalled the electrocardiogram. The narrowing of the QRS waveform and the combination of third-degree atrioventricular block were strange.
"Oh." Quan Xiaocao lowered his head and said softly.
"Knife." Zheng Ren said solemnly.
The scalpel was handed over, but Zheng Ren did not reach out. Quan Xiaocao glanced at him and carefully took the knife, holding it like a pen, his hand shaking slightly.
"Don't be nervous." Zheng Ren took a pair of hemostatic forceps and tapped it lightly on the scalpel. If this doesn't work, just go down with this knife, it will be like a sawtooth, and the edge of the knife cannot be seen at all.
Zheng Ren was a little helpless. He didn't expect Quan Xiaocao's hands to be shaking like this.
"Oh, oh." Quan Xiaocao immediately closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His mask deflated a bit with his breathing, and he looked very cartoonish.
After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and without looking at Zheng Ren, she stabbed it down with a steady hand.