It was late at night.
Zou Jiahua reluctantly lay down under Lin Yuanshan's repeated persuasion.
Three cardiac arrests in a row brought great pressure to his mind. He wanted to stay awake, but he was already exhausted. After lying down, it didn't take long for Zou Jiahua to fall asleep.
Lin Yuansheng could only sit in a corner of the ward and stare at the monitor because it was not the Lin family's mansion on the mountain.
In the darkness, the monitor screen emitted a dim luster, flickering like the entrance to the six paths of reincarnation.
The number on the monitor was very stable, indicating that Zou Jiahua was very healthy. Lin Yuansheng looked at the screen and thought about the surgery just now.
Cardiac interventional surgery, using a pacemaker, was a relatively simple surgical method.
Lin Yuansheng graduated from the Medical College of Hong Kong University 15 years ago and got a doctorate from Harvard Medical School in the United States.
Soon, he became one of Zou Jiahua's private doctors, responsible for only one thing — if Zou Jiahua had a cardiac arrest in the middle of the night, he had to save Zou Jiahua.
In eight years, Mr. Zou Jiahua's heart stopped for a total of six times, three of which were in the last two days.
This work could be said to be simple and easy, and there was only one target — Zou Jiahua.
Although he couldn't sleep naturally every day, he could count money until his hands cramped. There was not too much work. Several people took turns to watch Zou Jiahua sleep. It could be said that life was very comfortable.
Originally, he thought that life was like this, and there would be no more waves in a calm heart. However, the surgery that Lin Yuansheng had witnessed today had changed his mind a little.
The surgery was done perfectly. Even a professor from Harvard Medical School could not do it so fast and so steadily!
And the surgeon was less than 30 years old. At this age, if he was in the United States, he would still be working hard to get a medical license.
Lin Yuansheng stared at the monitor blankly, but there were countless thoughts in his mind like a tide of waves.
If he stayed in the United States after graduation, would he be working in Mayo Clinic now?
If he returned to Hong Kong and worked in Xiangjiang Hospital, would his surgical skills have reached the peak of the world?
If he did not agree to be Mr. Zou Jiahua's private doctor …
If …
Countless ifs, countless possibilities.
Lin Yuansheng had always been mature, steady, and calm. He would always rush to the bedroom for emergency treatment the moment Zou Jiahua's heart stopped beating. However, today, he felt especially uneasy.
He was touched by that surgery, and it touched the softness in the deepest part of his heart called dreams.
His heart, which was no longer restless, seemed to have been fitted with an invisible pacemaker, and it began to beat loudly.
On such a night,
It was so quiet that only Zou Jiahua's snoring and his own heartbeat could be heard.
On such a night,
After being touched by that surgery, Lin Yuansheng's mind was filled with countless complicated thoughts, causing him to think about many things.
Time passed by slowly. Zou Jiahua's heartbeat was very steady. There was no sign of it stopping.
All the data from the electrocardiogram were recorded for analysis.
This was also because Zou Jiahua had almost unlimited financial resources, material resources, and manpower. How could ordinary people achieve this?
Suddenly, Lin Yuansheng frowned.
A strange chaotic wave appeared on the electrocardiogram, but it only lasted for a moment before the sinus rhythm was restored.
Zou Jiahua was still asleep and did not notice it at all.
Lin Yuansheng was stunned. Then, he carefully stood up and began to flip through the recorded data on the computer.
That moment was perfectly recorded. Lin Yuansheng quickly found the position and looked at it repeatedly.
In fact, there was no need to look at it repeatedly. One glance and he knew that the heart had stopped beating, but it was immediately stimulated by the pacemaker and returned to normal. Then, it was displayed through the device.
In other words, the surgery was not only fast, stable, and well done, it was also very successful.
This success was a success in diagnosing and differentiating the symptoms.
If there was no such picture, it would be hard to say. However, Zou Jiahua's heart had stopped beating, but he had been saved by the pacemaker. This was enough to explain the problem.
A thought popped into Lin Yuansheng's mind. If his guess was correct, Mr. Zou's condition was exactly as Dr. Zheng had described. It was not a case of Tame Head Curse or Gu Poison, but a rare heart disease.
It was just a heart disease. The treatment was the next pacemaker.
Could it be that the stubborn disease that had troubled Mr. Zou Jiahua for more than ten years and the Zou family for decades had been cured just like that?
They had spent a lot of money, but in the end, there was still no result. Had the death threat become a thing of the past just like that?
Lin Yuansheng was confused and confused.
Over the years, he had accompanied Zou Jiahua to all the first-class hospitals in the world. He had carefully taken care of him and pulled him back from the edge of death time and time again.
Zou Jiahua had offered him a huge salary. He felt that he was worthy of this salary.
However..,
Now..,
Lin Yuansheng was confused.
Was he really worthy?
Dr. Zheng took a look and quickly gave a diagnostic treatment plan. Then, he "casually" inserted a pacemaker.
Now, it seemed that his diagnosis was correct.
The Mayo Clinic did not dare to diagnose..,
Harvard Medical School did not dare to diagnose..,
Karolinska Institute of Medical University in Stockholm also did not dare to diagnose..
That young doctor had diagnosed and treated him just like that.
And it was proven afterwards..,
He was right!
Lin Yuansheng silently looked at the strange waveform. After looking at it for a full ten minutes, he walked back to his seat expressionlessly and continued to observe.
A waveform could not explain the problem.
He needed more proof!
Zou Jiahua's snoring was so sweet. He did not realize that death had brushed past him.
After a night, Lin Yuansheng's eyes were a little sore.
He did not even dare to blink, afraid that he would miss something. That night, he found the same waveform three times.
In other words, Zou Jiahua's heart should have stopped beating three times, but it was "saved" by the pacemaker.
The sky was bright, and Zou Jiahua woke up.
He saw Lin Yuansheng sitting on the chair in a daze. He did not notice that he was awake at all. Instead, he was staring at the monitor in a daze.
"Yuansheng, I'm up. You should go and rest." Zou Jiahua was very relieved. With such a private doctor, he was still very relieved.
"Zou... Mr. Zou, last night..." Lin Yuansheng stumbled as he recounted the incident.
Zou Jiahua's expression gradually became serious.
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