This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

The cardiology outpatient clinic at this time.

Zhang Daqiang brought his father to the waiting room outside the clinic.

The emergency room doctor just told him that his father had a heart attack, but Zhang Daqiang simply didn't believe it.

However, just in case, he brought his father to the cardiology clinic.

"Dad, does your chest still hurt?" Zhang Daqiang asked his father beside him.

The old man shook his head: "It's alright, it doesn't hurt as much as before. It only hurts for a short while now and then, but it's fine after a rest. It's nothing serious."

"Let's go see a cardiologist," Zhang Daqiang said, preparing to book an appointment with a specialist.

He felt that since the doctor said there was a problem with his heart, he should see a cardiologist for another checkup.

However, the nurse at the registration window told him, "The specialist appointments are all booked for today; only regular appointments are available."

Left with no other option, Zhang Daqiang could only register for a regular outpatient appointment in the cardiology department.

The waiting area for general outpatient cardiology was also packed.

The sounds of patients coughing and whispering could be heard from time to time, making it somewhat noisy.

The father and son found an empty seat in a corner and waited for almost an hour before the electronic call system finally announced the patient's name.

Zhang Daqiang quickly helped his father to his feet and slowly walked into the clinic.

The consultation room was small, with a desk by the window. Thick medical records and examination forms were piled on the desk, and a young male doctor was sitting in front of the desk, organizing the medical records.

Seeing them enter, Hu Jia looked up and said, "Please sit down. Tell me, where do you feel unwell?"

"Doctor, my dad suddenly had chest pain this morning. He went to the emergency room and they said his electrocardiogram showed a problem, so we rushed him to the cardiology department."

As Zhang Daqiang spoke, he handed over Zhou Cheng's medical record and the crucial electrocardiogram.

Hu Jia is an attending physician in the cardiology department, and she was assigned to see patients here today.

He took the medical record and electrocardiogram, first quickly flipping through the emergency room's treatment records in the medical book, and then his eyes fell on the electrocardiogram.

Upon seeing the patient's electrocardiogram, Hu Jia's previously calm expression instantly turned serious, her brows furrowing slightly. She then looked up at the patient and spoke more quickly: "Sir, what kind of pain did you experience when you had chest pain? Was it continuous or intermittent? Does it still hurt now?"

The old man leaned back in his chair, took a few breaths, and his voice seemed a little weak today.

"I feel a tightness and pressure in my chest, like a stone is pressing on it. It hurt for a while this morning, but it doesn't hurt as much now, but I still feel suffocated. I've had this pain a couple of times before, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Today it hurts the most."

"Have you experienced cold sweats, palpitations, or dizziness? Do you have any underlying conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes?" Hu Jia continued to ask, already holding a stethoscope.

"I broke out in a cold sweat when the pain started this morning, and I was also a little dizzy. I have high blood pressure and have been taking medication for several years," the old man answered truthfully.

Zhang Daqiang added from the side, "Doctor, the ER doctor said his ECG showed some kind of syndrome, and that it was very dangerous. They told us to go straight to the emergency room and that he needed surgery, but my dad isn't in much pain anymore. What exactly is this illness?"

After he finished speaking, Hu Jia picked up the stethoscope, stood up, and walked to the patient's side: "Wait a moment, I'll listen to your heart and lungs, please cooperate."

He lifted the patient's shirt, placed the stethoscope against the patient's chest, listened carefully, adjusted the position from time to time, and reminded him, "Sir, please take a few deep breaths."

After listening to the patient's heart and lungs, Hu Jia then took the blood pressure monitor and measured the patient's blood pressure: "Blood pressure is 130/80 mmHg, which is relatively stable, but the electrocardiogram problem must be taken seriously. We can't be careless. The emergency room doctor is right; this electrocardiogram is very dangerous!"

Upon hearing that there was danger, the patient's face turned deathly pale, and he instinctively clutched his chest.

Zhang Daqiang was completely panicked. His previous suspicions about Zhou Cheng vanished, leaving only lingering fear.

He hurriedly asked, "Doctor, what should we do now? We'll do whatever you say!"

"You must be hospitalized immediately!" Hu Jia said firmly without hesitation. She turned back to her desk, picked up a pen, and quickly issued a hospitalization certificate. "Go to the inpatient department now to complete the procedures and go directly to the cardiology ward. After admission, we will arrange an emergency coronary angiography as soon as possible to determine the extent of the blockage. If necessary, we will perform a stent implantation procedure to eliminate the potential risks."

Hu Jia handed the completed hospital admission certificate to Zhang Daqiang and specifically instructed him, "Be quick when processing the paperwork, don't waste time. Help the old man walk slowly on the way, and tell the medical staff immediately if he feels any discomfort. Don't be careless!"

"Okay! Thank you, doctor! We'll get it done right away!" Zhang Daqiang nodded gratefully as he held the hospital admission certificate and helped his father walk quickly out of the clinic.

Watching the father and son hurriedly leave, Hu Jia recalled the electrocardiogram and couldn't help but exclaim, "The ER doctor's skills are pretty good today! They were able to diagnose something from that electrocardiogram?"

……

It was noon by the time the hospital admission procedures were completed.

Zhang Daqiang helped his father into the inpatient elevator, preparing to go to the cardiology ward floor.

There were several hospitalized patients and their family members in the elevator, and the only sound in the small space was the slight hum of the elevator running.

"Dad, the cardiology department is on the fourth floor. Once we're admitted and have a thorough check-up, we'll know if there's anything wrong with our heart."

Zhang Daqiang also thought of the doctor he met in the emergency room today. Could it be that he was right?

As I was thinking, the elevator happened to rise to the fourth floor.

The crowd filed out, but just then, the old man suddenly clutched his chest and groaned, "Ouch..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body fell uncontrollably to the side.

"Dad!" Zhang Daqiang was startled and quickly reached out to support him.

But the old man could no longer speak; his eyes rolled back, his face turned deathly pale, and his lips turned cyanotic.

Those who hadn't yet exited the elevator panicked and scrambled to make way for it.

Just then, a figure in a white coat strode in; it was Chen Ming, the chief resident of the cardiology department.

He had just finished a consultation and was preparing to return to his department.

Chen Ming immediately spotted the unconscious patient and the panicked family members. His professional instincts kicked in, and he instantly snapped to attention, shouting, "Make way!"

He quickly squeezed to the patient's side and swiftly placed his fingers on the patient's carotid artery.

No pulse!

At the same time, I leaned over and listened to the patient's heartbeat with my hand on his chest, but there was still no sound!

"Cardiac arrest!" Chen Ming's expression changed drastically, and he shouted to Zhang Daqiang beside him, "Quickly lay him flat on the floor outside!"

Zhang Daqiang then came to his senses and quickly laid his father down.

Chen Ming quickly loosened the patient's collar and belt, knelt down, crossed his hands and pressed on the lower part of the patient's sternum, and began standard cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

At the same time, Chen Ming shouted outside, "Could someone please notify the on-duty medical staff in the cardiology department and tell them that someone is being resuscitated near the elevator?"