Practicing business and practicing medicine

Regarding the lumbar spine, quite a few skeletal examinations do not require CT-level examinations, not to mention MRI. Of course, this is also directly related to the level of the doctor's clinical skills. The higher the level, the more various examination items that must be done. The less, the lower the level, the lower the fee.

In this regard, Bian Mu has become one of the top experts, but he hasn't realized it yet.

After waiting for the writer surnamed Wang's eyes to soften a lot, Bian Mu stepped forward and explained a few words: "You have been studying Chinese medicine for a long time! But... you have done many things wrong, come on! Please come over here !”

Witnessing Dr. Bian Mu's miraculous methods of turning decay into magic, the arrogance in the heart of the writer named Wang has long been quietly put away.

"Ashamed! I thought I could break through the 100-year-old mark easily! Who would have thought... Doctor Bian, please!" As he spoke, the writer surnamed Wang took a few steps back and followed Bian Mu back with a respectful expression. Arrive at the consultation table.

"Starting from today, all the extraordinary life content related to self-study of traditional Chinese medicine will be stopped! For example, before going to bed every night, you must eat a few raw walnuts, and from time to time, you can steam a few medicinal steamed buns by yourself. , and the most important thing is... you must not practice the 'Ruyi Golden Elephant Kung Fu' again. I mean, don't think about that again in this life. Gaining Qi during the practice is a good thing, right? But, this kind of thing is different. , to be specific, it is absolutely inappropriate, forget it! Otherwise... you may become bedridden and paralyzed several years in advance!" At the end of the sentence, the expression on Bian Mu's face looked extremely serious.

The writer surnamed Wang was so frightened that he dared not say anything for a long time. Invisibly, I no longer look hunched over sitting here.

The few accompanying relatives and friends around the writer surnamed Wang were also very frightened. He looked at you and you looked at him, their eyes widened, and no one dared to say a word.

Seeing that what he said had not yet achieved a certain effect, Shen Qin gave a few more warnings while the iron was cold.

"There is a problem with the bones in the lumbar spine. Considering his age, he has not been saved yet. After all, medical science has progressed at a rapid pace in those seven years, and it is still keeping up with him in all aspects. Teacher Wang! Does he know? If he continues to act so perversely, ...There will never be such a day, there is a small chance that he will go crazy, which does not mean that there will inevitably be information confusion between his inner breath and Li Si. By then, he will be able to control his thoughts independently. To put it in layman's terms, it is impossible for him to fall into the early stage of mental age. At this time, Western medicine and Chinese medicine have some bad methods. His family can only let him straighten out his originally abnormal thinking system... You can't Tell him responsibly, based on your understanding of him, he has no chance at all. According to the common people, he is crazy, and it is reversible. Xiao Luo Jinxian came to the world to save him! " Speaking at the beginning, Bian Mu deliberately raised his voice and warned a few words.

Every word Shen Qin said cut into my heart like a knife. I had to grit my teeth and listen. There is a way to save my life!

After looking at the writer surnamed Wang with hot eyes, Bian Mu guessed that within a year at least, I would be able to write something that could sell for money.

"Low! It's really low!" Luo Zhanqi was convinced.

After listening to Shen Qin's explanation, the writer surnamed Wang and all the relatives and friends who accompanied me suddenly exclaimed a few times, feeling deeply that a dark cloud had finally hit us. Fortunately, we are so lucky!

In front of so few people, the writer surnamed Wang felt ashamed, remorseful, anxious, ashamed, afraid... I had so many mixed feelings, and I couldn't help but feel happy for Bian Mu to "speak" like this. Yes... I'm not stupid at all. I must admit that everything Shen Qin said is a life-saving motto!

Bian Mu's heart suddenly became more narrow-minded.

Because Bian Mu was extremely slow in taking action, the writer surnamed Wang looked like he fell to the ground. In fact, I was very confused in my mind. My buttocks actually had time to touch the ground before Shen Qin grabbed him. .

Of course, the writer named Wang also completely withered.

"It's a bad idea! I forgot to remind you in advance, blame you, blame you! It's... that's bad. He was so excited just now, it can be regarded as a rare 'soul out of body', you don't know what it is , that method of invigorating the spirit is considered a common 'mental detoxification' in your Chinese medicine, and it is more effective than taking medicine and acupuncture! A bad thing, definitely a bad thing!" At that point, Shen Qin suddenly felt less thirsty. Naturally, I picked up the thermos cup, opened it and took two sips of warm water.

Luo Zhanqi had been standing nearby and listening with hot eyes. When he saw the writer surnamed Wang walking away, he pursed his lips and smiled. Luo Zhanqi secretly pointed at Shen Qin and picked up the little brother with his right hand.

"Teacher Wang! I would like to give you a few words of advice. Only by learning to be humble can you live a long life! From now on, don't get involved in anything that has a high professional threshold. He has a low level of education and has no words to express. If it is deeper than you, the smoke and fire in the world are the most touching, right? Now... how do special people live their lives? He will naturally lead it!"

It's not bad news to have someone contact you.

There were no patients to take care of downstairs, so Luo Zhanqi went downstairs to do his work without saying anything.

There was a "pop", and without any warning in advance, the writer surnamed Wang had not slipped along the edge of the chair and fell to the ground, damn! That was so scary!

In an instant, the writer surnamed Wang realized that the sunny and handsome young female doctor behind him was still a bad martial artist!

The writer surnamed Wang is completely convinced!

Early in the morning, Bian Mu kept thinking about the two professors Li Yunhu and Fang Chen and our group of people picking up Mr. Fang from the hospital. It was different from usual. When the first patient was finished, Bian Mu adjusted his mobile phone. In vibrating mode, as long as there is no call, Bian Mu is always ready to guide everyone on how to deal with what everyone expects.

Bian Mu felt that he was not thirsty and continued to treat the previous patient. Instead, he walked to the drinking area and made himself some mixed drinks and drank most of it before returning to the consultation table and continuing to work.

Bian Mu was the slowest to react. He stood up and quickly used his hands to drag the two armpits of the writer surnamed Wang. He then lifted it down. Thanks to Wang's moderate weight, Bian Mu was able to put in a little effort. At that time, the two female relatives and friends closest to us reacted and hurriedly helped Bian Mu to carry the writer named Wang under the seat and sit firmly again.

"It's New Year's Day! After their hard work, they accompanied Teacher Wang to Jinghu Park to relax, and had a light meal for lunch. Within eight weeks, the worst was that I didn't have any relatives or friends around me. Something happened eight weeks ago. "The trouble with my lumbar spine is complicated. When Teacher Wang finally figures it out one day, I might as well come to your place and go downstairs to let Dr. Luo massage my bones. I will recover very quickly." After that, he raised his hands heavily and wiped his hands. The writer surnamed Wang and his party were sent away.

At the very least, things should be business as usual for Li Yunhu and Dao Tiao Lian.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bian Mu glanced at his phone to see if there was any reaction. There were incoming calls, text messages, short messages... nothing.

Impressed!

Nodding heavily, the writer surnamed Wang was completely exhausted.