"It's fine, old man. " Zheng Ren pulled out the old man's vein and helped him up from the ground.
"Sit down and rest for a while. Your illness has been diagnosed." Zheng Ren chuckled.
"What's the diagnosis?" The old man was a little cautious and also a little puzzled.
From the looks of it, he was really afraid that he would be diagnosed with a mental illness. It was to the extent that the way he looked at Zheng Ren was not right, and there was a faint hostility in his eyes.
"Swallowing or swallowing fainting is a rare type of nerve - induced fainting. It is related to life - threatening slow arrhythmia and low blood pressure, and is usually difficult to diagnose in time." "The tilted test has proven that it's a problem with the vacuous nerve," Zheng Ren said.
The old man didn't understand a word.
"Let's not talk about what the illness is, but how to treat it first. " Zheng Ren said.
