Back in 2002 as a doctor

When a person comes to the hospital and spends a lot of money for countless tests, the diagnosis is still not confirmed in the end...

Zhou Congwen believes that it cannot be said that ordinary people are unreasonable, nor can it be said that doctors have no sense of responsibility. Many contradictions are actually due to historical limitations.

Even now, there are many "unsolved mysteries" and there are countless.

The patient in front of me is rich, so he can invite world-class cardiologists for consultations and do many inspection items that have not yet been carried out in China.

But in the end, the cardiologists at the Cleveland Clinic were still at a loss.

A few years later, some people gradually began to study this condition. After many years and many societies, the top doctors still don't know how it came about, so they can only name it as primary electrocardiographic disease.

It sounds like a joke, but it's the truth.

When he came to the Circulatory Medicine Department, Zhou Congwen saw the original examination report of the patient and the cardiologist at the Cleveland Clinic last time.

As Yuan Qingyao stated, there is no problem.

Zhou Congwen pondered for a long time.

"Xiao Zhou, do you think how to treat this disease?" Teng Fei also had inexplicable confidence in Zhou Congwen, and asked hopefully.

"I thought about it." Zhou Congwen said.

It's not that he doesn't know how to treat it, but that kind of little black box doesn't exist now.

How to treat without the equipment at hand? !

Zhou Congwen couldn't do it either.

The so-called workers must first sharpen their tools if they want to be good at their work. This is the truth.

After a few seconds, Zhou Congwen smiled, "I'll make a call."

"???" The people around were full of question marks.

Zhou Congwen picked up his cell phone and called Liu Xiaobie.

"Baby, what are you busy with?"

"I am using the particles released by nuclear fusion to pass through the distance of the astronomical unit level to form a powerful firepower and kill millions of Zerg."

The voice of Zhou Congwen's mobile phone was not too loud, and Chen Houkun and Teng Fei beside him were taken aback when they heard it, what the hell is this!

The corner of Yuan Qingyao's mouth twitched slightly, holding back a smile.

This is Brother Zhou's girlfriend playing StarCraft, Zerg, it's not hard to guess.

"Are you drying the quilt yourself? Enough to make a living. The world's richest man has something to do with you." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"..."

Everyone is black.

But thinking about it carefully, Zhou Congwen's girlfriend on the phone was right.

Nuclear explosions, radiation, particles, astronomical distances, millions of bugs.

It's just that this kind of description is too inhuman, so Zhou Congwen was the first to think of drying the quilt.

The two are really a good match.

"Bie, there is something you can take a look at for me." Zhou Congwen said.

"Say."

"I want a device—a subcutaneous cardioverter defibrillator."

"Speak human!" Liu Xiaobie's voice came, a little cold.

"Emmmm..." Zhou Congwen pondered, "It doesn't need to be too big, it is the size of a matchbox, and it is installed under the skin of the patient's left chest area, and can monitor the heart rhythm 24 hours a day.

If something goes wrong, it will immediately send out life-saving electric shock energy or overspeed pacing therapy to implement internal defibrillation or cardioversion, that is, to reactivate the heart through appropriate electric shocks to help the heart return to its normal rhythm.

It can also improve the slow heartbeat by sending a small electric current to the heart, helping the heart to restore its normal rhythm. "

"Oh, look, don't you know how to speak human language?" Liu Xiaobie said contemptuously, "Understood, it is to combine the ECG monitor and the defibrillator, and discharge it directly when the patient's heart rhythm has problems. .”

"That's right." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "It's better to be smart than you."

"I'm working on a similar thing recently, and it's basically taken shape. I'll show it to you when the time comes." Liu Xiaobie said.

"..." Zhou Congwen was taken aback.

"Your boss's old blueprints, Zhou Congwen, you are not as straightforward as your boss. Everyone draws the blueprints for me, and I just need to make samples. You still talk so much, no one else can understand it. .” Liu Xiaobie’s contemptuous tone was already overflowing.

Zhou Congwen let out a long breath, it turned out to be like this!

The boss has a relatively in-depth research on similar cases, and has been thinking about saving the lives of such patients.

Although the vast majority of patients died suddenly during the first cardiac arrest, after all, there are patients in front of them who can survive.

The boss is really worried, Zhou Congwen thought to himself.

However, Liu Xiaobie built a laboratory in Punk Village, which can be regarded as fulfilling a small wish of the boss, making all kinds of weird gadgets.

That's it, another top SCI paper.

But for the boss, top sci papers are meaningless.Turning theory into practice and then promoting it is what the boss has always insisted on doing.

Although he has reached his twilight years, the boss is very ambitious.

Zhou Congwen scratched his head, wondering if he would be as good as his boss when he was old.

"Hey, Zhou Congwen, why aren't you talking?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

"Aren't I immersed in the reverence for the boss and you?" Zhou Congwen said nonsense.

"Do you have any other requests? Or I'll bring you something designed by the boss."

"How did he..."

Holding the phone, Zhou Congwen turned around and went to the fire escape, leaving Teng Fei, Chen Houkun, and Yuan Qingyao looking at each other.

When Zhou Congwen mentioned the "matchbox"-sized equipment just now, Chen Houkun and others thought that Zhou Congwen was talking nonsense, how could there be such an advanced equipment now.

But I never expected that Zhou Congwen's girlfriend not only had, but had already made a sample.

All the puzzles are because the blueprint that Huang Lao took out has drawn a perfect ending.

Huang Lao is really a veteran, with aspirations for thousands of miles.

Look at people!

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhou Congwen came back with his mobile phone. The smile on his face was very sincere, showing his joy and joy without hiding it.

Even Chen Houkun and Yuan Qingyao felt that his steps were a little lighter.

"Improve the necessary equipment, and it will be delivered in five days. I thought it would take at least half a year, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

"Xiao Zhou, does the...thing you said work?" Teng Fei asked in surprise.

"Of course it works, but I don't know when the patient's cardiac arrest will happen next time."

As soon as Zhou Congwen finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the corridor, "High 12! Cardiac arrest!!"

Chapter 0615 Undercurrent

The patient who suffered cardiac arrest was Yuan Qingyao's Uncle Wu.

Zhou Congwen did not participate in the rescue, but stood outside the door watching Teng Fei direct.

It's another chest compression and a pacemaker. After a few beats, the patient's heartbeat doesn't embarrass the doctors, and it quickly returns to normal.

"I'm dead again?" The patient "woke up" and looked at the doctors in the room, already knowing what happened just now.

According to the patient's narration, he didn't feel any feeling at all. As he talked, the picture in front of him became a room full of people and the smell of adrenaline.

The director of the high-ranking ward did not dare to keep the patient, and dragged Teng Fei there with an apologetic expression while muttering in a low voice.

Thinking about it, the high-ranking ward is either rich or expensive, but it is of a convalescent nature. It really makes him face a patient who may die suddenly anytime, anywhere...

Yuan Qingyao approached Zhou Congwen seriously, "Brother Zhou, where can I find the theory for the primary electrocardiographic disease you mentioned? I'll go and research it."

Zhou Congwen shook his head, "My boss researched it himself, and the name was chosen randomly."

"..."

Yuan Qingyao was startled.

There is a big gap between domestic basic science and foreign countries. At the end of 2002, high-end products were basically imported, and theories were basically formed abroad.

Self-named disease?Yuan Qingyao knew the seriousness of it, and his expression became more serious.

"Look, there's no way." Zhou Congwen continued, "I'll urge Xiaobie, if possible, send the 'black box' I want as soon as possible."

Zhou Congwen had no choice.

Similar diseases are not detailed. Even before his rebirth in later generations, all related diseases that cannot be scientifically explained and classified are collectively referred to as primary electrocardiographic diseases.

There is only a black box for treatment, but it is gratifying that although the patient cannot be cured with the black box, there is no major risk.

Once abnormal ECG or cardiac arrest is detected, the black box will discharge instantaneously to stimulate the heart and "start" again.

This has been clinically proven by later generations, and Zhou Congwen is not very worried.

"Then trouble Brother Zhou." Yuan Qingyao said politely.

Zhou Congwen got to know more about this handsome, honest, but confusing young man.

Being able to hire an etiquette teacher in high school, that alone proves something.

Moreover, the friends of his parents are still the kind of local tyrants who sit on hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land, play private jets, and even build an airport.

You are so rich, why do you still come to be a doctor?Such a thought popped up in Zhou Congwen's mind.

But after thinking about it, I'm not the same, it's nothing strange.

Sending Zhou Congwen away, Yuan Qingyao remained silent.

I went to see Uncle Wu, and saw that after he was rescued, he was as usual, no matter whether it was speaking or the vital signs displayed on the monitor, there was no problem.

Although Yuan Qingyao didn't know what primary electrocardiographic disease was, he believed in Zhou Congwen's judgment.

Similar confidence is abundant.

Yuan Qingyao followed the transfer procedures until the patient was sent to the CCU ward. Yuan Qingyao politely greeted the doctors and nurses of the CCU before leaving.

Yuan Qingyao explained to the patient's family for a long time. When the patient's family heard that there might be a solution, they felt relieved.

After leaving the hospital, Yuan Qingyao walked back slowly. He also temporarily lived in the villa area by the river near the Second Hospital of Medical University.

While walking, Yuan Qingyao pondered the name of the disease Zhou Congwen said.

This name is somewhat perfunctory and helpless, as the name implies, it is a general term.

Ion channelopathy should originally belong to a type of primary electrocardiographic disease, but the cause was found.

But Yuan Qingyao clearly remembered that his roommate in Cleveland was studying sodium ion channelopathy. He said that there are many related gene fragments, at least thousands of related genes.

Not knowing what was going on with basic research, Yuan Qingyao started making overseas phone calls after returning home.

On the other side of the ocean, Ohio, in a research institute of Cleveland Central Hospital, a middle-aged man in white clothes held a mobile phone with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Yuan, do you mean that you already have a solution?"

"Yes, Mr. Huang, the most famous cardiothoracic surgery expert in our country, is doing related research. It is said that the experimental treatment consumables will be used in surgery within a few days after making minor changes."

"My God! It's impossible!"

"I haven't seen it either, but I believe it." Yuan Qingyao said.

"Is it the confidence that God gave you?" Jones' tone was slightly mocking, slightly disdainful.

"I know Mr. Huang's students, and I believe what he said."

"Yuan, do you know who invested in my laboratory and how much it invested?"

"Johnson?" Yuan Qingyao replied honestly, "I remember you said that."

"3000 million US dollars!" Jones' voice was an octave higher. "Professor Michael personally led the research, and now there has been a little progress. You said that you have already produced results? How is this possible!"

Yuan Qingyao shrugged, "I'm just asking, I don't mean to question. How about it, one of my father's friends will have surgery in a few days, and I will pass on all the information after the surgery."

He has always been an honest and honest young man, and he has many friends in Cleveland. Yuan Qingyao did not hang up the phone after finishing his serious business, but chatted with Jones for a long time.

But when Jones was chatting, he was restless. He seemed to be thinking about something, until he hung up the phone, Jones thought for a long time, and then knocked on the door of an office.