The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 975 - Old Gossip

Chapter 975: Old Gossip

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This Mr. Zou...

In the System interface, there was no indication of a disease that Zheng Ren had never seen before, nor was there any random code. Instead, it was clearly marked [Heart Ion Channel Disease].

The bio-membrane ion channel was the channel through which various inorganic ions were transported passively across the membrane. There were two ways for the bio-membrane to transport inorganic ions: passive transport (cis-ion concentration gradient) and active transport (inverse ion concentration gradient).

Generally speaking, ion channels were divided into sodium ion channel disease, potassium ion channel disease, calcium ion channel disease, and chloride ion channel.

This disease was rarely found in Sea City because usually there was no angina attack, chest tightness, breathing difficulties, and so on. The onset of the disease was mostly at night, usually with syncope or sudden death as the first manifestation, and its characteristic was that there were no warning signs before the onset.

It came when it wanted to come, and when it came, it was fatal.

This illness... Zheng Ren shook his head and sighed slightly.

Mr. Zou saw that Zheng Ren’s expression was a little strange. He did not think that Zheng Ren had noticed anything. He just thought that his interruption had made the young doctor unhappy.

Generally speaking, people who were capable more or less had some small eccentricities.

He had gone to the Mayo Clinic to check a few times before, but he had returned empty-handed. The attack happened again in the early hours of the morning. Fortunately, there was a 24-hour monitoring, and the private doctor immediately barged in to perform resuscitation.

The resuscitation was very timely, and very soon, the heart returned to normal. Once it recovered, Zou Jiahua was no different from a normal person.

He had no choice but to find someone to go to Nanyang to find the source of the ‘voodoo’ while seeking medical advice.

The Mayo Clinic gave him a suggestion to find Zheng Ren.

When Mr. Zou heard that the new Nobel Prize candidate happened to be in Shenzhen City, he rushed over immediately.

He just did not expect that he would be so arrogant. His status in the Chinese circle was very high, and he had never seen a doctor who would throw his face back at him.

Moreover, how could he be so young?!

This was simply unbelievable.

Zou Jiahua made a gesture, and a man in a navy blue suit, who was in his thirties, understood and turned to leave.

“My family is used to being spoiled. My business affairs are complicated, and I’m lax in discipline. Mr. Zheng, please don’t mind it.” Zou Jiahua’s face did not have the slightest bit of worry. His reserved smile gave people a feeling that he was thousands of miles away.

“It’s nothing.” Zheng Ren nodded. “You want to see a doctor, right?”

A trace of disdain rose in Zou Jiahua’s heart.

Simple, direct, and without any foundation. Was this the person recommended by the Mayo Clinic? There must be something wrong. It had to be a mistake made by his subordinates.

To determine whether it was true or false, it was actually very simple.

As a doctor, even if it was a certain professor of the Mayo Clinic, no matter how arrogant he was, after he had enough consultation fees, he would seriously start the work process.

On the mainland, it was even simpler.

He had been labeled as treating patients and saving lives for too long. Why would he have such a cold attitude when he saw patients?

There must be something wrong.

However, although Zou Jiahua had already made a judgment in his heart, he nodded slightly and said, “The relevant information will be sent to Mr. Zheng’s room in a while.”

Zheng Ren was a little bored. Was he blocking the rhythm of his own treatment? It seemed like he had not said that he would definitely treat him. Why did he feel so good about himself?

His illness, to put it bluntly, was actually nothing much. Ion channel disease was a genetic disease. Its characteristic was that it usually did not have any symptoms. Once there was a problem with the ion channel, the heart would immediately stop beating.

The current scientific level that the System mentioned could not be diagnosed. It was probably because the cause of this disease had not been completely investigated, but it was not impossible to treat.

If he wanted to treat it, there was no difficulty. All he needed to do was place a pacemaker. If it was serious, he could do another radiofrequency ablation of the heart and destroy the sympathetic nerves. He would basically be able to recover.

However, Zou Jiahua’s high and mighty attitude made Zheng Ren feel a little conflicted.

But no matter what, he was still a patient. He was a patient, so he could not lower himself to his level. Zheng Ren smiled slightly and did not say anything. He turned around and left.

Zou Jiahua frowned as he looked at Zheng Ren’s back and fell into deep thought.

...

“Boss, this person’s face is really big and thick.” Su Yun walked beside Zheng Ren and said with a smile.

“Who knows.”

“Is it voodoo?”

“How can you be the successor of a nine-year compulsory education? How can you believe such nonsense?” Zheng Ren said.

“I just asked a few people. There are a lot of rumors in Xiangjiang about the Zou family being bewitched and being poisoned by voodoo that has been passed down for generations.” Su Yun was burning with gossip and had already put it into action.

“Oh?” Zheng Ren was a little curious.

“It is said that Zou Jiahua’s grandfather barged into Nanyang to do business when he was young and got the favor of a rich daughter from Nanyang. Do you know the Bank of Asia?” Su Yun suddenly changed the topic and asked.

“I know. After World War II, before the United States purged the Chinese-American forces in Southeast Asia, a few Chinese-American aristocratic families opened a large bank,” Zheng Ren said lightly, reciting it perfectly from memory.

“Yes, this bank is the major shareholder of the Bank of Asia.” Su Yun said, “But in this wave of purges, the whole family was wiped out and the property was confiscated. The old man of the Zou family escaped, but it was said that he took away the treasure of that family and was thus poisoned by Miss Bu’s love.”

“This kind of story is really old-fashioned.” Zheng Ren pressed the elevator button expressionlessly.

“But people and things can match up. The gossip tabloids in Xiangjiang are spreading like wildfire. How many years has it been? It’s said that the old master of the Zou family fell asleep in the middle of the night and died inexplicably. Then that father became the executive chairman, and then twelve years ago, he also died.”

“He died in the middle of the night, right?”

“Yes and no.” Su Yun’s eyes shone with cunning. “It is said that when the head of the Zou family sleeps, all kinds of monitoring measures are in place, just like in the ICU. There are emergency doctors waiting outside all the time. The moment his heart stops beating, they will rush in to rescue him.”

“Tsk tsk.” Zheng Ren felt especially aggrieved when he thought of this scene. The Sword of Damocles was hanging above his head. It was truly a fate worse than death.

“They had been keeping a close watch on him, so when there was a problem, they managed to rescue him in time and came over just like that. Coincidentally, at that time, because they were about to acquire a company in the UK, the matter was quite urgent, so they took a plane and flew over. In the end, he accidentally fell asleep. Then, he couldn’t get up.”

“This is also a coincidence,” Zheng Ren sighed.

“So, Mr. Zou rarely leaves Xiangjiang just now. Even if he did, there were only a few fixed vacation places. Those places had relevant medical equipment and doctors who were under 24-hour supervision. As long as his heart stops, he would be rescued at any time,” Su Yun said.

The situation should be similar to the rumors, but Zheng Ren estimated that the earliest part about the voodoo was just a rumor.

After all, it was such a strange disease. It was normal for it to be deified or demonized. After all, the general public loved to listen to the gossip about all kinds of celebrities. Who asked them to be famous?

“Boss, what do you think is the disease?”