Director Jiang again confirmed that Zheng Ren was not a joke. He came to the operating table in confusion, looked at Zheng Ren, and asked, "Doctor Zheng? What's wrong?"

"Do you have a history of myocardial infarction?"

"Yes, but it's old and nothing is abnormal now."

"Learn down, slow down, don't force yourself." Zheng Ren's words were full of majesty and could not be refused.

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise. He wouldn't have actually diagnosed Director Jiang with acute myocardial infarction.

Director Jiang was dewy and didn't spend much time with Zheng Ren, but Zheng Ren had long conquered him with unparalleled surgical techniques.

What the superior doctor said was right...

He lay on the operating table in a daze, smiled, and said, "Doctor Zheng, you should hurry up and take a few hours of rest."

Director Jiang believes that Zheng Ren has abnormal behavior due to fatigue and should not anger him now.

The two of them thought completely differently, and things became a little weird.

When Director Jiang lay down, Su Yun pushed the electrocardiogram machine over and skillfully sucked each lead to Director Jiang's chest.

It is inconvenient for Zheng Ren to see an electrocardiogram, and he has no intention of seeing it. Anyway, Su Yun is doing it. It is impossible for a person who can undergo a heart transplant to see an electrocardiogram.

"Boss, acute myocardial infarction on the front wall is recommended for emergency surgery." Su Yun looked at the electrocardiogram and his expression immediately became cold and accurate, just like he was treating a patient, giving cold and accurate opinions.

"Who, Director Jiang's lover?" Zheng Ren asked the young doctor.

"Uh..." Director Jiang grabbed the electrocardiogram and clearly showed the characteristic manifestation of myocardial infarction.

"Impossible." Director Jiang was puzzled. If it was true, why didn't he feel anything?

Zheng Ren glanced and said, "The st segment elevation of lead v1~v6 is considered to have acute thrombosis. The thrombosis exists at the proximal end of the left anterior descending branch. In addition to the anterior wall involvement, the ventricular septum and lateral walls will also be involved."

"Who, you called Director Jiang's lover and said that you would have an emergency surgery on this side and asked her to sign it." Zheng Ren said, "Prepare for emergency surgery and dispensing medicine."

The air in the operating room was frozen for a few seconds. Zheng Ren looked at Director Jiang in confusion and asked: "This is how do you usually rescue him?"

Director Jiang's old face turned red.

Although he still refused to believe Zheng Ren's words, if he was not a patient, how could no one move after the doctor gave the emergency treatment?

Just as he was about to speak, Zheng Ren said lightly: "This is a typical black widow's heart attack. According to the official definition of stemi given by the American Cardiology Association and the American Heart Association's guidelines, you are now in the tombstone type of black widow's heart attack. You must have emergency surgery, and it is urgent."

Director Jiang recalled the electrocardiogram, but although he still didn't believe it, the objective basis was placed there and he could not argue.

"Boss, thrombectomy or thrombolysis?"

"Pulse removal." Zheng Ren said: "You have a coronary thrombectomy catheter."

"..." Director Jiang replaced himself to the doctor's perspective. If he encountered this situation, he would definitely have emergency surgery.

But it is very difficult to remove the thrombus in advance. This is not the point. The key is that you are a doctor. How can you lie on the operating table and delay rescue during this emergency emergency?!

"Don't be stubborn. Take the time to take the surgery and save some trouble. If you talk to you again, it may not only be you who can't save you, but others will not be able to save you." Su Yun glanced at Director Jiang's constipated expression and immediately retorted.

Director Jiang seemed to be poured from his head with cold water, and he was instantly awake.

"Surgery, Xiao Liu, take A4 paper." Director Jiang said in a deep voice.

The little doctor was stunned by the scenes in front of him. It was not until Director Jiang spoke that he went to take a piece of a4 paper in a daze.

Director Jiang signed his name on the paper and said: "I am not a frontline wounded person when I go for preoperative signatures, but I am a general emergency hospitalization."

In his consciousness, emergency myocardial infarction is considered an ordinary patient.

"Slow down, take off your top." Zheng Ren said.

Director Jiang smiled bitterly, and while taking off his clothes, he whispered: "If I suddenly have a heart attack and cannot be saved, will I be considered a martyr?"

"Not count." Su Yun said: "With me... I'm with the boss, it's not that easy for you to die. It's just a tombstone-shaped black widow, nothing is difficult. Don't worry, the ten-minute operation is over, and you can take a day off."

"Can you finally take a rest?" Director Jiang lay in a daze on the cold operating table.

"Su Yun, you and I will be equipped with a station and disinfect it." Zheng Ren said.

"You said you're going to delay trouble!" Su Yun ran to brush his hands, saying while brushing: "If you are tired, go to bed early and cause a heart attack. This is what my boss is here. If you have symptoms, you can't even remove the thrombus."

"It can be taken too." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Su Yun glanced at him and said, "Boss, I'm praising you, can't you hear it?"

"Snap time to disinfect, there are still wounded people on that side." Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun's nagging and said lightly.

The operating room was cleared, just like emergency treatment for the injured, and the operation began quickly.

Director Jiang felt that he had entered a wonderful world. The previous second was rescuing the wounded who had been pulled down from the front line. The next second, he was lying on the operating table and quietly waiting for the operation.

Life is really fucking!

He cursed hatefully in his heart, why is he so unsatisfied? Why did he get a heart attack?

What a pity, I can't be busy anymore.

Thinking of this, Director Jiang felt so regretful, and his eyes were blurred.

"Hey, Lao Jiang, you don't want to cry, right?" Su Yun disinfected his left wrist and said with a chance.

"No." Director Jiang closed his eyes and told lies, and a line of turbid tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

"A small problem, but I tell you, you have to have a good rest after the operation. You are considered an industrial injury." Su Yun said: "And don't make any trouble supporting the sick body, and devote yourself to the infinite cause of saving lives and helping the wounded. You're just a trouble. You're fine, this side will be much smoother."

"..." Director Jiang didn't expect Su Yun to tell him like this.

The sadness disappeared.

"Simply put, don't come up and cause trouble, I'll tell you."

"Brother Yun, don't let you comfort me like this." Director Jiang smiled bitterly.

"Comfort? Nonsense! Hurry up and finish you, there are still wounded people waiting behind you." Su Yun said a long-windedly, but did not delay the movements in his hands at all.

After finishing his hands, Zheng Ren put on his clothes and stood beside Director Jiang.

"Doctor Zheng, please trouble you."

"Are there any stents?" Zheng Ren did not notice Director Jiang's emotional changes at all, but regarded him as an ordinary patient and a wounded person who needed treatment.

"Xiao Liu brought it over." Su Yun said.
Chapter completed!