Practicing business and practicing medicine

The posture of the fainted man lying on the ground looked so scary. Anyone in the audience who had some life experience guessed that this man might not survive today. Everyone froze and his expression became unbearable. , is this still possible? !

The "special medicine" prepared by Bian Mu is just a boast, okay! The person was saved!

"Who is this young man? Do you know him?"

"I've never seen him before, he looks very rude! He must be a foreigner!"

"Seeing how affectionate he and Huang Yaoxian are eating together, are you the son-in-law of the Huang family?"

"Hurry up! The children of the Huang family have already gotten married, and the youngest one is older than him. What are you guessing! Do you even need to ask? He is Huang Yaoxian's favorite disciple!"

"Isn't it right? Why do I feel that he is more capable than Huang Yaoxian!"

"What do you guys know? Didn't you hear just now? The old man is tired, and he is letting his apprentice take over the treatment!"

For a while, I could say anything.

Huang Boxi listened and was secretly amused for a long time.

The three strong men were overjoyed and fell to their knees in a daze. Silently, they kept greeting his father: "Dad! Are you okay?! You almost scared me to death just now!"

"Pull him down! I've died so many times, not least this time! Don't cry so sadly, thank those two doctors just now!" Okay! He recovered quickly enough.

"Thank you! Doctor, what's your surname?" Sanqiangzi adjusted his direction as if he was on the spot, which was equivalent to kneeling down and greeting the other side with a polite gesture.

"Where are we now! You guys! Please help San Qiangzi again. We haven't even touched the patient's innermost problems! San Qiangzi, help your father sit up. You and your father sit back to back. Temporarily Make a personal sofa for your father, right! That’s it, some kind person can bring us a washbasin, spittoon or something, a bigger bowl will do! Bring me a bottle of water by the way!" As he spoke, he bathed. With the help of the middle-aged woman just now, I took the longest and thickest steel needle and sterilized it.

Bian Mu guessed that the eldest sister who had been helping him most likely opened a pharmacy nearby.

Country people are kind-hearted, and most people are willing to lend a hand when encountering problems. This aspect is quite different from that in big cities. Nostalgia, nostalgia, country people are the most humane! After a while, the washbasin, spittoon, big bowl, etc. were all brought.

After thanking everyone, Bian Mu chose the largest basin and asked people to help him pour half a basin of water into it.

"Big brother! You lean on your son first, with your face in the sky, yes! Open your mouth! Stick out your tongue, don't be afraid! Oh! It's broken, I forgot something! Sister! Do you open a pharmacy? Yo! You really let me You guessed it right, please help me get a bag of disposable PE gloves, and I will pay you later!" As he spoke, Bian Mu arranged for the patient who had just woken up to rest against his son for a while. He had to prepare some gloves. .

"It's all about money, fellow villagers, just wait!" As she spoke, the eldest lady hurried back to get disposable gloves.

Taking advantage of this gap, Bian Mu asked the spectators nearby for pens and papers and prepared to write a prescription later.

"Brother! Let me feel your pulse first." As he spoke, Bian Mu squatted there and took the pulse of Sanqiangzi's father.

At this time, some caring person had already brought over two pairs of lazy sofas. Huang Boxi gave one to Bian Mu, and Bian Mu also arranged one. This kind of sofa is small in size and low to the ground, which is perfect for Bian Mu to sit on.

"The pulse is as heavy as stone...the heart rate is so slow! It's been a while since I woke up, and my complexion is still so black and green. It's a typical Shaoyin typhoid fever...you need to use ephedra soup! How old are you? How come there are still people suffering from such classic poverty syndrome?" Thinking of this, Bian Mu wrote down 15g of ephedra, 10g of aconite, and 30g of asarum on a piece of paper, no more, no less, just three herbs.

"Doctor! Are these gloves okay?" The enthusiastic lady just now came back.

"No problem, please open it and put it on my hand, thank you!" After that, Bian Mu put on the gloves as sterilely as possible with the help of the elder sister just now, according to the medical standard operating procedures.

Still a little uneasy, Bian Mu asked the enthusiastic elder sister to disinfect the fingers of the gloves with alcohol.

"Brother! Try to lean as close to your son as possible, with your face facing the sky, yes! Open your mouth and stick out your tongue! I have to put a needle under your tongue. The amount of bleeding will be quite large, and you will feel very uncomfortable. If you want to vomit, Vomit, no matter if it’s blood or residue in the stomach, it’s important to save our lives, don’t worry so much, do you understand?” Bian Mu explained before starting the operation.

"I understand, my hemoglobin is low! If you don't close the gate again later, it will kill me in the end!" Come on! The father of the Three Strongmen knows everything.

"Haha... Just relax! There will be a horse with high legs and short legs later, and Dr. Huang is here! With him sitting in charge, what are you afraid of!" As he said, Bian Mu himself was happy first.

The woman doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation who had been observing silently next to her was also amused by the three strongmen's father.

The onlookers, even the easy-going ones, were made to laugh.

For a time, the tense atmosphere at the scene eased a lot.

"That's okay! Just feel free to prick it boldly! At worst, I'll make people line up to donate blood to me!" The brain circuit of Sanqiangzi's father is really not comparable to that of ordinary people!

After hearing this, Bian Mu was so angry and funny that he didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Everyone saw Bian Mu reaching out and grabbing Dian Sanqiangzi's father's tongue, slowly trying to feel it. Just when Sanqiangzi's father couldn't help but want to retract his tongue out of instinct, Bian Mu's right hand steel needle covered it with lightning speed. At the speed of an ear, he stabbed the thick blood vessel on the right side of San Qiangzi's father's tongue deeply.

This is real skill!

Sanqiangzi's father suddenly felt that his blood was rising, he felt nauseous, and his whole body was so uncomfortable that he almost had convulsions.

Suddenly, Sanqiangzi's father put his hands on the ground and leaned on the basin. He started vomiting, blood, stomach residue, saliva... What a guy! He vomited a big basin of black hair.

A pungent fishy smell immediately sent all the onlookers running away.

The Sanqiangzi didn't shy away from his father. He climbed up from the ground and helped his father beside him. The father and son were heart-to-heart, and the disgusting vomit didn't make him vomit.

Bian Mu practiced special skills and concentrated on holding his breath, so he could hardly smell any odor, so he naturally just sat next to him without moving at all.

The woman who performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation endured it for a long time, but in the end she was too little trained in medicine. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands, turned around and ran away as fast as lightning. Without catching her breath, one leg went limp, and she hugged a baby in her arms. A landscape tree vomited with a "wow" sound.

While everyone in the distance was stunned, San Qiangzi's father went limp and fainted again. This time, he was lying there upright, with no air coming in but out.