Chapter 2860: with translation of chapter title

2765.2658 Without you, 912 operates the same.

"Brother Feng!" Zheng Ren saw Feng Jianguo's System Panel very red, immediately strode forward and supported him.

On the System Panel the diagnosis was clear——third-degree atrioventricular block.

This is a heart disease acting up, Zheng Ren felt somewhat doubtful, how come what I heard from Xiao Cao was dizziness, nausea, and no vomiting?

In early stages, patients with this disease experience symptoms related to ventricular rate speed and accompanying illnesses, feeling fatigue, weakness, dizziness, syncope, angina, etc.

When the condition becomes severe and heart failure develops, there will be chest tightness, shortness of breath, and limited activity. Due to sudden slowing of ventricular rate causing cerebral ischemia, patients may experience loss of consciousness, convulsions; severe cases can lead to sudden death.

But where does the nausea come from? Could there also be gastrointestinal symptoms?

In a flash of thought, Zheng Ren knew he shouldn't dwell on these, he supported Feng Jianguo and shouted, "Lao He!"

"Zheng Lao Ban."

"Get an ECG Monitor."

"Hey!"

Lao He took off running, although it was already Afternoon, but 912's Big External Operating Room almost had no free Shujian. There are two special types of Shujian: one reserved for emergency surgeries, the other is hybrid Shujian.

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

Su Yun found a surgical gown and spread it underneath, then lifted Feng Jianguo's clothing.

He was tall and thin, his ribs sticking out one by one; Zheng Ren even doubted whether the electrode pads could stick on.

Lao He quickly grabbed a backup ECG Monitor and ran over, hurriedly connecting the leads.

Looking at the ECG Monitor's electrocardiogram, Su Yun said doubtfully, "Third-degree atrioventricular block? Even like this you still need surgery? Brother Feng, you're really tough."

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

As he spoke, he tried to struggle to look at the electrocardiogram, but Su Yun pressed him back.

You're so trusting, if you keep showing off we'll leave, you handle it yourself.

Feng Jianguo immediately became honest.

"Boss, if you could talk like this usually that would be great." Su Yun sighed.

Zheng Ren ignored his scattered thoughts, instead narrowing his eyes at the ECG Monitor's screen, "For now there's no sign of myocardial infarction, that's good. But the QRS waveform is narrowed, a bit strange."

"Zheng Lao Ban, lying down I feel a bit better." Feng Jianguo really felt better, and besides there's still surgery to do there, we can't just leave the patient lying on the operating table.

Otherwise we'd have to find someone else to come up, but I'm fine, after the surgery I'll go home and rest properly, that's Feng Jianguo's idea.

But that's not Zheng Lao Ban's idea.

"Third-degree atrioventricular block could worsen at any time; if it worsens we need to implant a cardiac pacemaker." Zheng Ren said steadily, "Brother Feng, give me your spouse's phone number."

"Huh?" Feng Jianguo stared for a moment.

"What 'huh'? Is it cerebral hypoxia too severe?" Su Yun's voice through three layers of mask remained sharp, "If surgery is needed, the patient's family must sign; don't think being an insider exempts you. There are many examples of insiders turning into pits; hurry up, hand over the phone."

Feng Jianguo frowned worriedly at Zheng Lao Ban and Su Yun; Lao He saw the waveform on the ECG Monitor still looked fine, he smiled while watching the commotion.

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

"Don't talk nonsense, we don't play the 'minor injury not leaving the front line' game anymore. Our 912 is so big, what's one person? I'm telling you, even if you sacrifice today, patients can still leave the operating table fine; being alive is called solid, as long as you don't seek death." Su Yun said smoothly.

Zheng Ren found it somewhat familiar; this is exactly what he usually tells himself.

"Well..."

"Well then, I'll go find someone." Su Yun said.

"No need, I'll take Xiao Cao to do the surgery. Su Yun, arrange for Brother Feng; if he doesn't want to be hospitalized, let him first rest in the Zhibanshi." Zheng Ren said, "Ask about the medical history, see what's going on."

"Okay." Su Yun said.

"I feel Brother Feng's condition is off, not matching what Xiao Cao said." Zheng Ren frowned.

"Brother Feng, I heard your boss also collapsed? You say your gastrointestinal department, you never see anyone wearing lead clothing on stage, yet everyone is so frail?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

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

"Alright, then I'll go onto the operating table, stay in contact." Zheng Ren patted Feng Jianguo's shoulder, stood up and turned back.

Lao He thought it over, still decided to first help Su Yun send Brother Feng back. Zheng Lao Ban's side is just a "minor" surgery, no need to rush to place Good Luck Come. When doing things, one must weigh priorities; excess is as bad as deficiency.

Zheng Ren returned to the Operating Room, seeing Quan Xiaocao already having laid out the last layer of sheet, standing in the first assistant's position.

"Brother Feng has some issues, I'll lend a hand in this surgery." Zheng Ren said, "Xiao Cao, go to the surgeon's position."

"Huh?" Quan Xiaocao stared for a moment, she had many things on her mind but for the moment didn't know what to say.

"It's fine, it's a minor surgery, I'm watching." Zheng Ren turned to scrub his hands.

Soon he returned, Quan Xiaocao had already taken the surgeon's position, looking timid; without hearing her speak, one could see from her eyes her nervousness and... helplessness.

Actually Zheng Ren didn't quite understand why Quan Xiaocao was always so timid.

He put on sterile gown, the circulating nurse tied the strap, put on sterile gloves and stood in the first assistant's position.

"Zheng Lao Ban, how's Teacher Feng?" Quan Xiaocao asked.

"Third-degree atrioventricular block, Su Yun took him for observation. If medication doesn't help, we need to implant a cardiac pacemaker, but it's fine." Zheng Ren said, "The electrocardiogram shows no myocardial infarction, so rest easy."

After saying that, Zheng Ren recalled the electrocardiogram, the QRS waveform had narrowed, combined with third-degree atrioventricular block it was quite strange.

"Oh." Quan Xiaocao lowered her head and softly uttered an "oh".

"Scalpel." Zheng Ren said in a low voice.

The scalpel was handed over, but Zheng Ren didn't reach for it. Quan Xiaocao glanced at him, carefully took the scalpel, pen-grip style, her hand slightly trembling.

"Don't be tense." Zheng Ren took a Hemostatic Forceps and lightly tapped it on the scalpel. If we do it like this it won't work; with this cut the edge would be jagged, the incision basically unviewable.

Zheng Ren felt somewhat helpless, he also didn't expect Quan Xiaocao's hand to shake like this.

"Oh, oh." Quan Xiaocao immediately closed her eyes, took a deep breath, the mask collapsed a bit with the breath, looking rather cartoonish.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes, without looking at Zheng Ren, her hand steadily made the cut.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes, not even looking at Zheng Ren, and with a steady hand she brought down a single stroke.