Zheng Ren thought about what Zou Jiahua had just said. He had another cardiac arrest last night.
Logically speaking, the frequency of the heart's ion channel disease would not be so fast. It was very rare for the ion pump to stop operating for two days in a row and the heart to go on strike.
However, the diagnosis given by the System panel was still the heart's ion channel disease. There was no change.
Zheng Ren did not know what the predisposing factors were that caused the disease at the genetic level. As for the direction of research, it was more like a castle in the air. It was illusory and untouchable.
Zheng Ren even suspected that the existing medical research on the heart's ion channel disease was wrong from the beginning.
This kind of thing was not unprecedented.
For example, in 1996, a report pointed out that the 64-gene played an extremely important role in the development of depression.
This was an extremely important breakthrough for depression.
However, 23 years later, one day, when they woke up, the people who were doing this research all over the world saw a piece of news. The 64-gene had nothing to do with depression at all.
In the past 23 years, the countless funds, material resources, and manpower that had been invested had all gone to zero. At that time, a British researcher tore up the information, took photos, and posted them on social media sites.
In this life, he was basically crippled. In the face of an unknown fate, all the researchers had no way to fight back.
That photo was heart-wrenching.
However, scientific research was often based on trial and error. Now, it looked like the ion channel disease could be confirmed by genetic testing, but who knew if that was the case?
The whole world was in a state of trial and error when it came to diseases at the genetic level.
Now, Zheng Ren was still inclined to believe in the System.
After all, from the moment he came into contact with it until now, the System had never made a mistake and gave an unreliable diagnosis.
He could give it a try. Zheng Ren finally made up his mind.
Zou Jiahua seemed to have something on his mind. He just went downstairs with Zheng Ren and did not say a word.
He was in his forties and was in his prime. Whether it was his body, experience, connections, or funds, they were all at their peak.
For a businessman, if he really died unknowingly at this moment, he would really die with his eyes wide open.
However, it was the same for everyone.
The haze of death shrouded Zou Jiahua's head. He even had to be on tenterhooks when taking an afternoon nap and try his best to avoid it.
Living was more like a form of torture for him.
There were many patients and family members in the 912. Zou Jiahua did not ask his subordinates to call the elevator. Instead, he walked downstairs with Zheng Ren.
All of this was unfamiliar to him, but in order to show his sincerity, he still personally came to find Zheng Ren.
When seeking medical advice, a sincere heart would be effective. Su Yun's words that day were enlightening.
Zou Jiahua no longer thought about the feasibility. Mayo Medical Center had given a suggestion, and Doctor Zheng had also said that they could give it a try.
Although it was just a test, he was the only one who said it was possible. The others didn't even have the thought of giving it a try.
Was he trying to find a doctor in a desperate situation? Zou Jiahua smiled sheepishly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he observed Zheng Ren. Strangely enough, the young doctor looked simple and honest, the kind of person who would be lost in a crowd.
However, Zou Jiahua always felt that he was very stable, like a mountain. He could be trusted and even relied on.
When he arrived at the entrance of the inpatient department, a Lincoln limousine appeared in front of him.
The chauffeur opened the door and Zou Jiahua gestured for them to get into the car.
Being able to move into a confined space was indeed a good feeling.
"Dr. Zheng, what would you like to drink?" Zou Jiahua asked.
"No need."
"I was a little flustered today. If I've been rude, please don't blame me, Dr. Zheng. You're still working, so I won't drink. Have a glass of water. "Although Zou Jiahua could die at any moment, he still tried to maintain his poise. His every move carried a gentle yet dignified aura.
His tone was polite, but his words still carried an air of arrogance and bossiness.
Zheng Ren took the glass of water and smiled. He placed the glass on the small table beside him.
The interior of this luxury car was still very spacious. The car was very stable, and he would not spill the water if he suddenly braked. Zheng Ren's mind wandered about things that had nothing to do with the heart's ion channel disease.
"Dr. Zheng, are you confident in diagnostic treatment?"
"With this disease and your condition, no one is confident," Zheng Ren said calmly. "Mr. Zou, please be clear about one thing. I'm only talking about diagnostic treatment, not treatment. I believe you've already consulted the relevant professionals and understand the meaning of diagnostic treatment. "
Zou Jiahua nodded. Just as he was about to say something, Su Yun suddenly waved his phone at Zheng Ren.
"Boss, there's a reply," Su Yun said. "They're asking how confident they are in the diagnosis."
"Very," Zheng Ren said.
"Then I'll let them reply like this." Su Yun took the phone and started typing with both hands.
"Dr. Zheng, you're very busy," Zou Jiahua said, slightly displeased.
"Yes, there's a consultation at Mayo Medical Center. Let me take a look," Zheng Ren said. "This is the best we can do with your disease. It's a disease that current science can't explain, but based on the symptoms, condition, and family history, I think it's very likely to be cardiac ion channel disease. "
Zou Jiahua was stunned.
Mayo was looking for Dr. Zheng for a consultation? The medical world was divided into many circles, big and small. It was no different from society.
It seemed that Dr. Zheng's status was quite high.
"Boss, they're asking if you can perform surgery," Su Yun said.
"I can, but I don't have time to go now. I'll think about it," Zheng Ren said.
"Then let them bring the patient. It should be about 14 days by boat," Su Yun said nonchalantly. "If it's a plane, the decompression chamber won't cause hypertension due to the change in pressure."
Zou Jiahua smiled faintly. It seemed that this Doctor Zheng seemed to be different from the doctors he knew.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zou. I have a lot of things to do." Zheng Ren smiled apologetically and said, "To put it simply, I think your condition is due to some kind of disease. It's not a curse or a curse. Although I can't explain it with modern medical science, diagnostic treatment should be able to do it. "
"In other words, as long as I don't have a relapse, it'll be considered a diagnosis, right?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded. "Generally speaking, cardiac ion channel disease can be solved with a pacemaker. Your condition is classified as an unsolved genotype, not a serious condition, so a pacemaker should be able to solve the problem. "
"What if it happens again?" Zou Jiahua asked.
"Then there's nothing I can do," Zheng Ren said seriously. "If that's the case, Mr. Zou, I'll have to ask you to find another famous doctor."
Zou Jiahua hesitated. This attitude seemed a little improper.
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