"Drip—Drip—" The moving wavy line on the heartbeat began to grow longer and longer, slowly pulled into a straight line, without any fluctuations.

My heartbeat really stopped...

The doctors in the operating room subconsciously exchanged their eyes. If they had changed their usual condition, they probably had arranged cardiac resuscitation treatment. If this and the resuscitation treatment were fruitless, then the next step would be to announce the death of the disease chain. However, if this situation is an important step required for treatment as Jian'er said...

To be honest, although Jian'er had already explained this situation before, looking at the data displayed by the instruments connected to the patient's body means that the patient has entered death, and everyone still feels like they are hanging in the air.

"This, is it really okay?" The doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses couldn't help but poke the one next to him gently. Because he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he was cleaned up by Mr. Mo, so he had to approach the person next to him, and asked in a low voice.

"It should be fine..." The person next to him didn't answer very confidently.

"Doctor Xiao Song, how about it?!" After seeing Jian'er breathing a long sigh, taking a step back, and slowly moving his finger joints, Dr. Mo finally couldn't help asking.

"Everything goes well." Jian'er said.

Everything goes well? That means the patient is now in a state of fake death?!

"Well, I wonder if I can take a pulse?" Doctor Mo couldn't help asking. After being a doctor for so long, Dr. Mo had never seen this patient, whether it was a real death or a fake death, but no matter what kind of "death" it was before (Xiao Hai: Why does this sound so awkward?), it was all caused by illness or injury. Doctor Mo had never seen him, which was artificially created by the feigning death like Feng Wazi. How could he resist taking it and not having a check on it yourself?

"Yes." Jian'er stood next to him, generously made a seat for Dr. Mo, and signaled him to come forward.

"Hiss~" As soon as this hand hit Feng Wazi's pulse, Dr. Mo gasped and retracted his hand as if he was scalded.

"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Dr. Xiao Wang, who was standing aside, hurriedly stepped forward and supported Dr. Mo and asked with concern.

A big chill suddenly shiver, and then "Ha-Ha-Ha!" A big sneeze came out. Dr. Mo couldn't help but rub his nose, and to be honest, he said with a faint nasal voice: "I'm fine."

It turned out that the moment Dr. Mo's hand touched Feng Wazi's hand, a chill quickly spread upward along his fingertips, which scared Dr. Mo, who was caught off guard.

"Ah, sorry, Doctor Mo, I forgot to remind you..." When he saw Dr. Mo's reaction, Jian'er knew what was going on. He knocked on his forehead with some annoyance and smiled apologetically at Dr. Mo, "Zi Fengwazi's body is cold now, you have to pay attention."

Why didn't you say this earlier?! Doctor Mo couldn't help but throw a sad little look at Jian'er. It was not that he wanted to complain, but... Dear, are you sure you didn't mean it?! Don't you think that you said this now is a suspicion of being a stud?

In fact, Dr. Mo really wrongly accused Jian Eryi this time. Because he had been practicing acupuncture for so long, his spirit was highly concentrated. Now that the treatment was finally over, Jian Er's spirit could be said to be relaxed all of a sudden, and his mind suddenly fell into "nothing thinking", and he didn't think so much at all.

In fact, many people should have some experience of this kind. When the spirit is highly concentrated, the thinking is so agile and the spirit is so exciting. After this formation and completely relax, the fatigue will begin to rise, and the brain will then begin to fall into a temporary state of chaos. Not to mention being thorough, the brain seems to be not moving at all. So it is really no wonder that Jian'er is not, but Mr. Mo asked this question a bit wrong.

However, no matter what, it was true that Dr. Mo was frozen due to his own negligence. After thinking about it, Jian'er picked up a few extra ordinary silver needles that were placed aside, and then stroked his hand on Dr. Mo's frozen hand. And just as this stroke, the silver needle in her hand had already been pierced on Dr. Mo's palm.

The hand containing spiritual power flashed the tail of each needle, and several silver needles began to vibrate. The buzzing sound was not absolutely true.

"This is..." Doctor Mo looked at his hand in surprise. As the silver needle vibrated, a warm feeling spread from his palm. I wonder if it was his own illusion, Doctor Mo felt that his hand felt like a dead tree was in spring.

Although as a doctor, Dr. Mo pays great attention to his maintenance (this can be seen from his obvious appearance as younger than his peers), especially his hands. In order to ensure the feel and sensitivity of his fingers, Dr. Mo can take care of his hands more carefully when taking the pulse.

But even so, as he grows older, Dr. Mo can still feel his own regression in his touch. This is also the reason why Dr. Mo has begun to vigorously cultivate those rising stars in recent years, because he knows that he will not have been on the front line of medical care like this for too long.

But this will be different. Although I don’t know how Jian’er did it, as the warmth spreads in his palm, Dr. Mo felt that his hands were like he had regained youth, and even his fingertips became flexible. There was also the skin that was visible to the naked eye on his hands, which had begun to show an old look, which was obviously smoother and tender. This was definitely not his illusion. How Dr. Xiao Song did it, it was amazing.

"This is apologizing." Jian'er's voice rang in Dr. Mo's ears. Dr. Mo raised his head and faced Jian'er's apologetic eyes.

"This apologize... haha," Dr. Mo smiled heartily, raised his hand and signaled, "I have taken a big advantage."

Jian'er smiled and did not comment, but turned her gaze back to Feng Wazi and removed the topic: "I forgot to remind Dr. Mo just now. Because the needles I used just now are very special, Feng Wazi's body is extremely cold..." Jian'er said, signaling Dr. Mo to look at Feng Wazi. Sure enough, a faint frost began to appear on Feng Wazi's body, eyebrows, and eyelashes at this time, which proves that what Jian'er said is not false. "This is more conducive to Feng Wazi's current state. However, if you still want to take a pulse again, it is best to take some protective measures, otherwise you may be frostbite."

"That's it..." Old Doctor Mo stretched his neck with curiosity, but this time he did not make any statement that he wanted to reach out, but asked curiously, "Is it really okay to be so cold? Will it not freeze the body with frostbite and hard?"

The last sentence of Dr. Mo can be said to be in the hearts of the doctors around him. Although thinking like this makes people feel a little rude, the Fengwai lying on the operating bed now looks very similar to a human being. After that, it feels like she is in the morgue freezer. Is it really okay?!

"That, that, I haven't jumped!" Before Jian'er could answer Dr. Mo's words, the doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses attracted everyone's attention.

"What keeps jumping?!" The guy looked at the doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses in confusion.

"What else, heart!" The doctor with gold-rimmed glasses shook his hand, looking like you didn't even notice this, and then he stretched out his fingers. The monitoring instrument that had never been removed from Fengwazi. Sure enough, the small line representing the heartbeat was still running happily there with a flat small straight line. "I have been staring at it since the beginning, and I'm sure it hasn't moved!"

The doctors in the operating room subconsciously looked at the instrument and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. Almost ten minutes have passed, and the face of the big guy couldn't help but sank. Most of the people in the operating room are doctors, especially cardiovascular and cerebrovascular doctors, because they know very well about the series of problems caused by the heart stopping their hands.

You should know that the person's heart is mainly responsible for blood supply, oxygen supply, etc. of the body tissues and organs. After the cardiac arrest, the circulation will stop, and breathing will stop. The brain cells in the human organs are most sensitive to ischemia and hypoxia. If the heartbeat stops for three seconds, fainting, blackening, and ten seconds. The oxygen reserves in the brain are exhausted. Generally, the nutritional metabolism in the brain is completely exhausted, and irreversible damage occurs. In 10 minutes, the cerebellum is 10-25 minutes, the heart: 30 minutes, the liver is 2 hours, and the lungs are 2-4 hours. In addition: brain death is a sign of human death.

For Fengwazi's situation, doctors instinctively measure intermittent heart pauses.

Although this intermittent heart pause is mostly seen in cardiac pace, and the rhythm caused by conduction disorders is uneven, that is, "sneak stop", the Jian'er's experience is also somewhat similar to this intermittent heart pause. Intermittent heart pauses are short-term and mostly without health damage occasionally. However, if it exceeds 3 seconds, people will faint. In this case, one may have brain damage, and the other is that if such a situation occurs when walking, driving, and bathing, there may be accidents. If there are indications, doctors usually recommend that the patient install pacemakers.

Although Feng Wazi was intentional, Jian'er also said that the needles she inserted would make the patient's physical function in a low energy consumption state. That is to say, Feng Wazi's heart pacing for the last time will maintain the vitality of his physical functions for a longer time, but the so-called "longer time" is also limited.

According to the information provided by Jian'er before, irreversible brain damage occurred in 4 minutes, and brain death occurred in 10 minutes. It was extended by Jian'er to 8 minutes of heartbeat every time, providing oxygen at extremely low demand, maintaining a minimum consumption. This is the limit that many doctors can accept, but now, it is not only 8 minutes, but it is almost ten minutes! The two minutes that usually seem very short, but now it seems too long, which is far beyond the scope of the doctors. Could it be that Dr. Xiao Song just thought he had succeeded? In fact, the truth is that she had failed long ago. This little patient lying on the operating bed had already lost his young life. He did not pretend to die, but entered a real state of death?!

"Doctor Feng, are you sure?!" someone asked the doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"I'm very sure that from the time the heart stopped, from the instrument display, the patient's heart did not have any fluctuations!" The doctor of gold-rimmed glasses, that is, Dr. Feng, answered with great certainty. While he was speaking, Feng Wazi's heart had stopped for more than ten minutes...

The doctors in the operating room couldn't help looking at each other.

"Doctor Xiao Song, this..."

"Ah, that, sorry, did I forget to say it before?" Jian'er couldn't help but touch her nose and showed a embarrassed expression. "If I changed the needle I just now, because of that needle, the patient's body would be frozen. As we all know, under the frozen state, the activity of the cell will be lower, so that the energy to maintain the human body will naturally become lower. Isn't that freezing some incurable patients now and thawing and treatment when the medical treatment is developed in the future? Although I have never seen it, I have personally checked the patient's condition. I don't know if those people can come back alive after thawing, but the principle they used is similar to mine."

"The patient's body is indeed cold, very cold!" Dr. Mo also proved it, "But I don't know what impact this will have on the patient's condition." (Jian'er is speechless, Dr. Mo, are you talking to me? Why did you even pour cold water on the end? Dr. Mo said: I'm just telling the truth. Jian'er:....)

"Ah, it's almost there. If nothing unexpected happens, the first time my heart beats when he is faked to death." Jian'er suddenly turned her head and looked at Feng Wazi. While speaking, she pointed at the instruments connected to Feng Wazi, signaling everyone to see quickly.

"Drip--" Sure enough, shortly after Jian'er finished speaking, the small line that had already been pulled into a straight line and ran happily showed a significant fluctuation, and soon the fluctuation disappeared again. If it weren't for Jian'er's reminder, everyone might have missed it.

"Hey, I'm right, look, didn't you just jump?" Jian'er said. This time his heartbeat proved that Jian'er's previous words were not false. Although it was only a few short strokes, everyone was indeed not dazzled, and the small line really jumped.
Chapter completed!