Chapter 633

624 Boss, give me a way to live.

Although the experimental subject's skin was scorched black by the electric current, after all the heart had restored a faint fluctuation.

Zheng Ren tried several more times, and finally set the defibrillator's energy to 323J.

This amount of energy can let the experimental subject's heart restore normal sinus rhythm while minimizing secondary damage.

Almost done; next we perform coronary artery rotational grinding. As long as the patient's myocardium regains blood supply, everything will be fine.

He let out a breath, Zheng Ren glanced at the scorched black of the second rib on the right side of the sternum and the fourth rib on the left mid-axillary line, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart.

If the patient's family doesn't approve, this matter could be big or small.

But what needs to be done must be done; Zheng Ren also doesn't have a better solution.

After leaving the System Space, Su Yun's black hair in front of his forehead hadn't yet fallen, and the doctor in the ward hadn't yet taken the defibrillator for a second shock.

Seeing that the first defibrillation had no effect, Su Yun couldn't hold back and rushed in directly.

At the same time, a series of hurried footsteps sounded from the hallway.

Zheng Ren followed Su Yun as they hurried inside, seeing the young nursing doctor perform a second electric defibrillation.

Still no effect; the frantic alarms of the monitor and extracorporeal membrane lung raised everyone's blood pressure by 20 mmHg.

Just as they were preparing for a third defibrillation, Su Yun rushed over, speaking Swedish, and quickly communicated with the nursing doctor.

This guy really can do anything, Zheng Ren remarked.

The young doctor holding the defibrillator froze; Su Yun's tone carried a familiar, unrefusable air from a senior physician.

He hesitated for a moment, and the defibrillator was taken by Su Yun.

Zheng Ren watched Su Yun adjust the defibrillator's energy, surpassing the 300J mark and heading straight for the range where his own experiment had succeeded.

"323J gives the best effect." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun was hesitating between several values; upon hearing Zheng Ren's words, he paused.

It's a mix of zero and integer, damn it!

After working together for a long time, Su Yun had no doubt whatsoever. Moreover, this energy value was also one he had considered, so Su Yun set the speed to maximum, adjusted the defibrillator's energy to the 323J Zheng Ren mentioned, reapplied the biological gel, and then began defibrillation.

At that moment, a crowd surged in.

A tall doctor burst in shouting, "Defibrillate, defibrillate! The energy needs to be high, 330J!"

"Boom~" his words mixed with the sound emanating from Dr. Mei Ha'er in the ward.

"Beta blocker." Su Yun glanced at the monitor; the heart rate had already returned to sinus rhythm, so he arranged it in Swedish.

A badass doctor inherently carries an aura.

Upon appearance, it gives the feeling that victory is assured.

Especially after a successful resuscitation, this aura reaches its peak. The nurse responded with an acknowledgment, then began pushing medication.

Zheng Ren let out a breath; good, he hadn't worked in vain.

Su Yun this guy is indeed handy at times; just like the situation just now, Zheng Ren felt he might not be able to wrest the defibrillator away.

But Su Yun can do it; that's skill, Zheng Ren acknowledges.

The tall doctor who barged in saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun there, with Su Yun still holding the defibrillator, his face showing a strange expression as he lowered his voice and said something angrily.

Su Yun tossed the defibrillator to that doctor just now; he didn't want to bother with cleaning or properly putting it back.

That's the work of junior doctors; it has nothing to do with me.

As the doctor rushed in, Su Yun acted as if she hadn't seen him, walking to Zheng Ren's side and smiling, she asked: "Boss, give me a way out—the heart's bioelectric current is actually more familiar than I am?"

"You're already quite good." Zheng Ren said offhandedly; he was a little worried the professor couldn't be persuaded, making Shou Bing impossible.

If Shou Bing can't be done…… that's really regrettable.

Professor Rudolf Wagner came in with a bewildered look, but he immediately stepped in front of Zheng Ren and started shouting at the tall doctor.

"Fugui'er, this is the ward, speak outside." Zheng Ren said softly, then walked out of the ward.

The alarms on the monitor and extracorporeal membrane lung had ceased, but the ward still lingered with the faint hormone scent from the rescuers' bodies.

The professor glared fiercely at the doctor who had scolded Zheng Ren, then followed Zheng Ren out of the ward, asking about the situation as they walked.

That doctor went straight to ask the rescue personnel what had actually happened.

The process was simple: after leaving the ward, Zheng Ren and the professor finished explaining what had happened.

The professor whispered, "Boss, awesome!"

"……" Zheng Ren felt that Professor Rudolf Wagner had been led astray by Su Yun and Chang Yue.

After leaving the ward, a group of people were in the observation room; in the center was a wheelchair, on which sat a very old elderly lady. She had silver hair and a face full of wrinkles, but her expression was especially stern, her eyes locking onto Zheng Ren like a blade.

However, when she saw Su Yun, her gaze softened slightly.

The professor bent over and began explaining to the elderly lady.

"Boss, you still haven't told me why you had me use 323J for defibrillation." Su Yun said lazily.

"Nothing much; back then you were also preparing to use between 320 and 330 joules for defibrillation." Zheng Ren replied evasively.

"I've studied myocardial currents; to put it that way, among the few people in the world most professional in this area, I'm definitely one. Perhaps I could even say I'm the most professional." Su Yun blew out a breath, his black hair fluttering above his forehead.

"Hehe." Zheng Ren just gave a hehe laugh at his smug look, saying nothing.

Su Yun suddenly became unhappy, wanting to retort Zheng Ren with a couple of sentences.

But upon thinking that he himself had been calculating the energy value at the time, Zheng Ren blurted out how many joules of energy should be used……

MD, can't counter.

On this point, Su Yun felt especially confident in his gut.

Academic matters are what they are; no amount of sophistry is of any use.

Facts outweigh eloquence.

So stifled, I've been suffocated into internal injury.

Su Yun glanced over, saw the Doctor who had previously blamed her and Zheng Ren walking out with a puzzled expression, and went up to meet them.

Fluent Swedish spilled out; unable to argue with Zheng Ren, taking it out on this bunch is also fine.

Watching Su Yun's passionate, indignant speech, Zheng Ren found it amusing. But here, his word doesn't count; he feels really stifled.

Although Zheng Ren had said to treat Mei Ha'er as his patient.

Even so, Zheng Ren felt the urge to go home.

Zheng Ren monitored Mei Ha'er's vital signs on the screen, not hearing a word of Su Yun's argument with the other party.

Watching the waveform on the monitor, Zheng Ren grew increasingly worried.

Although sinus rhythm had been restored, this was only temporary. The waveform was highly unstable; Zheng Ren could feel Mei Ha'er's heart beating feebly and pallidly, desperately squeezing out every ounce of potential.

When there's nothing left to squeeze, it will stop beating.

Moreover, the chance of being revived by defibrillation next time is even lower.

"Su Yun, I suggest we proceed with interventional surgery right away; tell them." Zheng Ren said in a low voice, "If they refuse, there's no point in us staying."