Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu opened the travel bag he carried with him and took out three clay pots from it.

"Usually you use two, one for decocting medicine and the other for cooking porridge. Don't you have my contact information? Every day I will adjust the prescription and the recipe for cooking porridge according to your feedback. You work hard, so that Mr. Chen can recover faster." As he spoke, Bian Mu handed the three clay pots to the female nanny.

"The third one is kept as a spare. Although this kind of clay pot is very easy to use, it is just a bit rough in craftsmanship. It will break if you are not careful. Mr. Chen can't be out of food here. If one is broken there, you will have a spare one immediately. This thing needs to be boiled with rice milk for a while to paste the seams of the pot. You should know." Then, Bian Mu gave a few more instructions.

"We usually use this stuff a lot in our hometown. I know how to clean it up, so don't worry!"

"That's good! This is our self-made 'Qingxinsan'. At 22:00 in the evening, remember to mix it with rice porridge and feed the old man 200 ml, no more, no less, just 200. Moreover, make all preparations before 22:00 and feed him at that time."

"Yes! I've made a note of it!"

"It's very tiring to take care of such a patient. In addition to you, how many other caregivers did the old Chen family hire?" Bian Mu asked with concern.

"A total of 6 people were hired, working in two shifts. Usually, the specific arrangements are basically up to me." The female nanny replied calmly.

"Two cooks, and they also deliver meals; the other four discuss shifts, one group day shift and one group night shift? Am I right?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"It's almost exactly what you guessed. It seems that it was arranged by Ms. Liu."

"Very capable! The average salary of a nurse is 7,000 yuan. The four medical shifts have to pay 28,000 yuan per month. The cooks have to pay less, but they have to pay about 4,000 yuan, which is about 8,000 yuan. Add it all together, the monthly nursing fee alone is 36,000 yuan. If there are some unexpected expenses, 40,000 yuan will be spent. How can ordinary people afford this expense!" At this point, Bian Mu was quite emotional.

"Who said it wasn't! Money is good to spend it! Money is life!" The expression was a little indifferent, and the female nanny calmly echoed a few words.

"Then... Please prepare some supper for the old man. I will give him a few injections. By the way, if you see a nurse on patrol, please ask her to come in. I have to report to her."

"Okay! If I see her, I will bring her over!" After that, the female nanny bowed slightly to Bian Mu and went to the small kitchen in the yard to cook.

In fact, when Bian Mu and Su Linwen entered the sanatorium, they had already registered with the security guard by scanning their faces. To be cautious, Bian Mu also had to register with the doctor and nurse on duty. Otherwise, if something happened in the future, who would be responsible? !

There are rules in every medical practice, and Bian Mu has always been very responsible in this regard.

At this moment, Chen Yueqing was lying flat on the bed. He was not bad. His eyelids were closed, but not completely closed. There was a slight gap, which should be able to sense light.

Covered with a high-quality silk quilt, which was soft and windproof, Chen Yueqing looked peaceful.

The ferocious aura on his face had long subsided a lot. The corners of his eyes, eyebrows, nasolabial lines at the corners of his mouth, and his left and right cheeks... were basically in a normal symmetrical state. Bian Mu walked around the bed a few times and felt much more at ease.

Reaching into the quilt, Bian Mu gently touched Chen Yueqing's left hand and left arm...

"The body temperature is OK. Although the pulse is running like a flood, the heart rate can still be maintained at around 78. Not bad, not bad!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

At this moment, a tall female nurse in her twenties came in for inspection.

"You must be Doctor Bian! I have seen you! We have already informed you in all aspects. If you want to do any treatment, you don't need to ask for our consent. You just need to register for treatment before leaving." The female nurse said quite politely.

"Really? It seems... they are quite capable of doing things. I am sorry to trouble you." Bian Mu smiled and said politely.

"Look at what you said. It is also our blessing to be able to help a famous doctor like you!" As she spoke, the female nurse began to collect the patient's various vital signs.

"You're welcome! Then I'll give the old man two needles, specifically at the 'Fu Liu Point' near the ankle. When I'm done, I just need to sign here?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Yes, register here, just sign the book hanging on the wall at the door in the natural order."

"Got it! Then I'll start the acupuncture." After saying that, Bian Mu took out the rolling dragon gold needle from his travel bag and started acupuncture.

The female nurse watched curiously for a while and then went to other wards for inspection.

There was still some time before the acupuncture. Bian Mu walked to the head of the bed where Chen Yueqing's head was, pinched a needle formula with both hands, and used his fingers as needles to start "hand acupuncture" at several acupuncture points on Chen Yueqing's head...

That kind of "finger needle" is actually a very sophisticated massage technique, which is very old and many colleagues have never heard of it.

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Usually, Bian Mu hardly needs to use such “finger pointers”, and he doesn’t wear horn gloves on his fingers. After 20 minutes, Bian Mu’s forehead and back are already slightly sweaty.

Physical work is very detrimental to the spirit. How can laymen understand the hardships of Chinese medicine doctors!

Bian Mu was just about to take a break when he heard someone coming into the courtyard. The person's steps were steady, even, and he walked with his toes touching the ground. Compared with ordinary people, the person's kung fu was really good!

"Who could this person be? He actually has martial arts?! Amazing! Chen Yueqing has such relatives and friends around him? Interesting!" While thinking, Bian Mu's hands did not stop, and he continued to do the "finger finger" treatment at his own pace...

"Wow! Finger acupuncture is used. According to the old rules, shouldn't you wear a finger sleeve? If your hands are not comfortable, I'll give you a set!" The voice of the person sounded very familiar.

Turning his head, hey! It turned out to be him!

"Oh! Senior Sima is here, and the junior is here to pay his respects!" Half jokingly and half seriously, Bian Mu performed the old etiquette of a junior meeting an elder to Sima Kui.

"Tsk! You are my lifesaver! Why? You are forcing me, an old man, to give you a great gift! Haha... Seriously, I'll give you a few finger sleeves, don't refuse! Otherwise, where will I put my old face!" As he spoke, Sima Kui really reached out and took out a small wooden box from the secret pocket inside his shirt.

Deep red like ink, old craftsmanship and old paint, it is an old item that has been around for a while.

Sima Kui was very generous and handed the small wooden box directly to Bian Mu.

Out of curiosity, Bian Mu stopped, reached out to take the small wooden box, gently opened it and took a few glances.

Wow! One is as green as water, one is as white as crystal jade, and one is as dark as ink, a total of three, pure jade finger sleeves for traditional Chinese medicine, no need to ask, they are definitely top-grade.

Good guy! The old guy is so generous at the first shot, why is that? !