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Chapter 709 He was indeed unhappy.

At the door of the emergency room.

Old Ge had been waiting with a blank expression ever since he arrived.

When Lu Zhaolin and his wife returned and tried to confront him, he coldly dismissed them.

"If you're in the right, go to your superiors. If you're not, don't make a scene with me, or you won't be able to handle the consequences!"

He was never a good-tempered person; a lifelong revolutionary, he couldn't tolerate even the slightest injustice. Right now, he was furious because Lu Jianshe had caused the deaths of innocent soldiers, so he wasn't going to give them a friendly look.

She glanced at them with a mocking look. "Now you're all of one mind. Weren't you arguing fiercely just a moment ago?"

Madam Lu and Lu Zhaolin immediately fell silent.

The guard, who had been standing in the background, looked up at the roof and thought, "Wow, the hospital walls are really white."

"Who are the family members?"

The door to the emergency room opened, and the doctor who had taken Lu Jianshe away came out.

Lu Zhaolin and his wife hurried over, "I, I am."

The doctor nodded, loosened his mask, and was about to speak when he glanced up and saw the elderly man who had been in another ward earlier.

He is still amazed by what he saw and heard in that ward. A group of people were shouting that they were saving the patient, but in reality they kept provoking the patient until he finally fainted.

What are we doing here now? Are we going to chase and kill them?

"Doctor? Doctor?"

He heard someone calling his name and realized he had been daydreaming.

He was a little embarrassed, so he quickly cleared his throat and brought out his professional expertise.

"The patient suffered a sudden malignant arrhythmia. Due to his excessive emotional fluctuations in a short period of time, his sympathetic nerves became overexcited, which disrupted the original rhythm of his heartbeat and resulted in ventricular tachycardia and ventricular fibrillation, which can be fatal in severe cases."

This prevented the heart from supplying blood properly, causing the person to lose consciousness and faint.

Madam Lu didn't understand any of this; she only wanted to know what she was most worried about.

"So he's fine now, right? But will he have any lasting health problems?"

After all, I work in the military and am always busy. It's impossible for me to stop getting angry and losing my temper. What if my physical condition doesn't allow it?

Lu Zhaolin shared the same concern, "My older brother is usually very emotionally stable. This was just an isolated incident, so there shouldn't be any long-term effects, right, doctor?"

The Lu family has just started to see some improvement, and his son hasn't even received any benefits yet. Brother, you must hold on!

Having seen many anxious family members like this, the doctor showed no impatience. He first replied to Mrs. Lu, "The patient is fine now, but you should still try to control your emotions and avoid excessive fluctuations. This kind of illness can recur once it starts, and once it's started, it will recur."

Then he looked at Lu Zhaolin and said, "Perhaps the patient is someone who doesn't show his emotions, which is why you think he is emotionally stable."

This is actually the main reason for his illness. Years of bottling everything up inside has impaired his heart meridian, and his body has long had underlying health problems. Even a minor outburst could be fatal to him.

As I said before, try not to get angry or lose your temper in the future, and take your time to heal your damaged heart meridians.

"Damaged heart meridian?"

Madam Lu murmured, "This is a problem that Old Lu developed after his son Shengchao's sacrifice. Has it never gotten better?"

So he had always remembered his son?

But why be so good to other people's sons?

Unable to understand, Madam Lu's mind was in a mess for a moment.

Lu Zhaolin remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

The doctor was bewildered. Wouldn't other patients' family members be asking when the person would be out and what the care details were? Why did these two look so preoccupied?

Turning his gaze to Old Ge, the doctor opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, because in his view, the old man didn't want the patient to get better.

Otherwise, why would he keep a long face?

Old Ge had no idea what people thought of him. When the doctor looked at him, he assumed the doctor wanted to tell him something, so he waved his hand and refused.

"Don't tell me so much, as long as the person isn't dead yet, that's enough."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and strode away.

The doctor thought to himself, "He's definitely unhappy that the person hasn't died after waiting so long."