Practicing business and practicing medicine

Since ancient times, people with good intentions, people with good skills, people with some real abilities... As time goes by, their words, appearance and temperament gradually become different from ordinary people. When the critical moment comes, then This gap was suddenly magnified.

Bian Mu is a person who has good stuff, good skills, and some real abilities at critical moments. Moreover, compared with ordinary people, Bian Mu is quite handsome. He commanded this and that in an unambiguous tone, and people were still fooled by him.

The woman may have also realized that although Mr. Huang had already received two injections, the man lying on the ground showed no signs of improvement even though his eyes were open. Suddenly, another handsome guy appeared. , listening to his tone of voice seems to be quite clever.

"Anyway, 120 hasn't arrived yet, and he will most likely be blocked outside the town! No matter what, this is a life! Forget it! Trust him for once!" the woman thought to herself.

"Okay! Let me listen to you first! In addition to cleaning the electric grinder, do I need to prepare anything else?" The woman responded loudly to where Bian Mu was standing.

"That's right! Look who has mints nearby. If that doesn't work, mint candies will do. The bigger the taste, the better!" Bian Mu responded quickly and loudly.

"Okay! Let's go now!" After that, the woman prepared to go as Bian Mu said.

Seeing that the woman was walking away, he turned around and said to the guy with the injured head, "Stop bluffing! Did you see that? When you faint, your hands will look like that?! Do you know what happened?" 'Chicken claw syndrome'! It's a hundred times more severe than epilepsy. If something goes wrong, you have to prepare for funeral arrangements immediately. Don't believe it? There is a clinic over there. Go over and ask, what is 'chicken claw syndrome'? I'm not trying to scare you. If he really does something wrong, will you be legally responsible?! Listen to others and eat enough! Do you think there's nothing wrong with you? Wrong! If you don't call a car quickly within 10 minutes, The hospital will take care of the wound, and I guarantee you’ll have to lie on the ground.”

"Fart! Wu Laoqi! You set a time on your phone. 10 minutes is too short. You set a time for this kid for half an hour. I want to be good. If you guys get hurt, give him a good beating! I really saw him today. Damn it, why are everyone’s brains so fucking sick! Boy! Just stand there and wait! I’ll make you look good later!” The guy with the injured head didn’t take Bian Mu’s words seriously at all, and was just greeting him. The young man he knew well was ready to humiliate Bian Mu in public, letting him know how high the sky was and how thick the earth was.

Bian Mu smiled, turned around and walked towards Huang Boxi and the others. In his opinion, 10 minutes was too long. The guy with the head injury was sitting in the shade, and there was a fishy smell from the wound. The blood stains on the ground had turned black. He already knew it.

Huang Boxi is getting his third injection at the moment! Anyway, the man lying on the ground started mumbling inarticulately. Everyone onlookers were amazed and praised Huang Yaoxian for his solution.

However, the so-called "chicken claw wind" symptoms of the man lying on the ground remained the same, with no signs of improvement.

Bian Mu looked at the acupuncture points that Mr. Huang had pricked with cold eyes, and found that the symptoms were correct, but limited to the current location, if other auxiliary measures did not follow up, the fainted man would still be unable to return to normal.

Taking care of Huang Boxi's face, Bian Mu leaned forward and whispered: "Teacher Huang! He looks much better. Your back is already a little sweaty. I'll do the rest!"

Huang Boxi has been in the world for many years, and his brain is definitely very good. He knows better than anyone how to advance and how to retreat from others. With the sweat on his body, he has sobered up a lot from alcohol, and his brain has become even more complicated. It's clear.

"Oh! I'm getting old after all. I've been squatting here for a long time and my head is a little dizzy. You came just in time. Come and take over." As he spoke, Huang Boxi got up and found a step nearby to sit down and take a few breaths. Long breath.

Bian Mu took the steel needle bag, sterilized it with the help of a middle-aged woman next to him, and lightly inserted a needle into the Renzhong acupoint of the fainted man.

This injection can be regarded as paving the way for his "aura" for the next stage of rescue, thereby slightly adjusting the direction of the Qi movement that Huang Boxi has already affected. Therefore, colleagues also call this injection the "Qi-fixing needle".

Huang Boxi is a great expert. As soon as Bian Mu made a move, he knew that Dr. Bian was probably proficient in all the "Six Skills of Traditional Chinese Medicine"!

At this moment, the so-called young man named San Qiangzi rushed back in a hurry.

Bian Mu did not dare to hesitate at all. He turned around and said to the woman: "There is about 20 grams of MSG. Crush the cigarette into pieces. Just cut the tobacco. Then mix the MSG, cut tobacco, and mints together. The ratio is 3:1: 1. It doesn’t need to be so precise, it’s almost enough. Put it in a small electric grinder and beat it into powder, then wrap it in paper and hand it to me. When it’s done, bring back a few pieces of clean paper.”

"Well! Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

"No, go back quickly!" Bian Mu urged.

The woman didn't say anything anymore, took something from the three strong men's hands and powdered it.

Huang Boxi was at least half sober after drinking the good wine. When Bian Mulin took over, he handed over the jar of good wine to him for custody. The aroma of the wine was rich. Huang Boxi thought that if Bian Mu took action, the man lying on the ground would definitely be saved. , he picked up the jar of good wine and looked up and down several times.

The woman was very efficient in her work. She had prepared everything according to Bian Mu's instructions without much effort.

Everyone was preparing to take a closer look at how Bian Mu used the medicine! I heard someone not far away exclaiming: "It's fallen, it's fallen! It's less than 10 minutes! Hurry! Invite that young man back just now. If he dares to say that, he must have some tricks on his hands. Lao Meng needs him to save him." "

Bian Mu and others raised their heads and glanced high, and sure enough, it was true! The guy with a head injury who was still dying just now fell to the ground and was unconscious.

Bian Mu knew what he was doing, and he didn't care about the two hundred and five at the moment. He turned around and called on everyone to help the three strong men lift the head of the fainting man.

"Please support his waist! Yes, that's it. The two of you support him higher. Later I have to blow some medicine into his nose. If the angle is too high, the medicine will be wasted. If it's too low, the medicine will be wasted. Afraid of choking in the lungs, we don’t want the deaf person to become mute again! Oh...that’s right, this angle is just right, everyone is tired! Hold on, don’t move anymore! Don’t watch the fun, you guys! ! Just help them from behind, that’s right! Everyone stretches out their hands, and the old man will be fine soon." As he spoke, Bian Mu took a small square piece of white paper from the hand of the woman who was doing CPR, and folded it in half In a moment, the simplest little funnel is ready.

He took a little of the mixed powder and placed it on the crease. After adding and subtracting for a long time, he felt that the amount was almost just right. Bian Mu pointed the tip of the small funnel at the left nostril of the fainting man, adjusted the specific position, "Pfft... ..." There was a soft sound, and Bian Mu blew the powder into the patient's nostrils.

Before anyone could react, Bian Mu blew the powder into the other nostril with a small funnel as quickly as lightning.

In less than 10 seconds, everyone heard "Ah, Ouch..." several times, and the man lying on the ground sneezed hard several times, okay! Everyone hasn’t reacted yet! The frighteningly stiff hands of the fainted man finally slowly lowered their hands...