Practicing business and practicing medicine

Zhong Xiangxin's sister's temperament really looks extraordinary. She is over 1.65 meters tall, with a bun and shiny black hair. She doesn't look like she is in her 50s at all. She wears a waisted long skirt, no watch on her wrist, and no jewelry. Common jewelry such as earrings and necklaces are completely invisible. She is very plain!

However, Ms. Zhong wears a corsage on her left side, which is a fire phoenix holding a pearl. It glows in the dark and is not ordinary.

"Her temperament is somewhat similar to Cao Yueyue. It seems that... what Mr. Yang said is really true. This person, the temperament of a person who legally owns hundreds of millions of assets is different from that of a person who owns tens of millions." Bian Mu couldn't help thinking in his heart.

"My father is sad, and as a child, it is really... On behalf of my family, I would like to thank Dr. Bian first! Please come in!" Ms. Zhong spoke very appropriately, with tears in her eyes.

"I have only been practicing medicine for a short time and have serious clinical experience, so... please forgive me, Mr. Zhong!" Bian Mu's ears are so sharp! As soon as I heard it, I knew that the person in front of me was the woman who called at noon.

"How dare I, how dare I! I am really ashamed to be a woman, I am also forced to do nothing..." Ms. Zhong quickly said politely.

"Then I will see the old man first! If it is convenient, please go to the small conference room to rest! Too many people are not good!"

"Okay! I will do it immediately!" Ms. Zhong seemed very respectful.

It's very difficult!

Perhaps, this is where she is good.

Only Bian Mu and Ms. Zhong were left in the inner room, and a head nurse and a middle-aged male doctor were left in the outer room. Qi Shangqi was not there at the moment, probably because he was busy with something important.

Mr. Zhong was wearing a non-invasive ventilator mask on his face, his eyes were open normally, without any spirit, empty, and young people with little experience would be a little scared when they saw him. The old man's complexion had begun to darken, and the base color of his entire facial skin had become a little sallow. He was very thin, and it was obvious that he could not absorb much nutrition.

It's OK. The old man has quite a lot of hair, gray and white. Strangely, his hair is quite long. There is always someone taking care of it. His hair is always neat. This is what makes him different from ordinary patients. Later, this scene left a deep impression on Bian Mu.

"It can be seen that this guy was definitely a handsome guy when he was young! He is not sick, and his aura doesn't seem to have collapsed. The old man is not simple!" After carefully observing for a long time, Bian Mu couldn't help but feel a little respect.

There are only two bottles of nutrient solution and balance medicine, and the amount is not large. Bian Mu looked up and took a simple look.

"This is because he is afraid that the kidneys can't transport and transform, so he deliberately reduced the infusion volume to the minimum value. Qi Shangqi is OK. At this time, there seems to be no sign of edema." Thinking of this, Bian Mu gently pulled out Mr. Zhong's arm from the thin blanket and took a closer look.

After repeated inspections in many places, it is true that the old man has no signs of epidermal edema.

Ms. Zhong stood far away, her expression cold but gentle, and she never said a word.

After all, she had seen a lot of things, and Ms. Zhong must understand a lot of things in her heart.

Bian Mu was willing to deal with such children, which saved trouble and was convenient for everyone.

There was a small stool beside the bed, and Bian Mu sat there to take the pulse...

After checking all three pulses, more than half an hour had passed.

It was a lot of effort!

"Mr. Zhong! Please ask the head nurse outside to send a pupil pen over!" Bian Mu ordered in a flat tone.

"Okay, okay! Please wait!" With a happy look on her face, Ms. Zhong felt that there was a way, and hurried out to say a few words.

...

The pupil pen light is still the latest model, which is really easy to use! The head nurse also kindly brought a shade eye mask to Bian Mu, and Bian Mu smiled at her to show his gratitude.

After putting on the shade eye mask, Bian Mu adjusted the angle to the three-quarter position, opened the pupil pen and carefully examined Mr. Zhong's eyes.

"Mr. Zhong! Is there an ophthalmologist in the small conference room?"

"No! I haven't thought about it. Would you like to invite one over now?"

"It's like this... Your father's tear glands need to be unblocked. Our Chinese medicine methods seem a bit primitive. Mr. Zhong has a special status, so we should be cautious! After the ophthalmologist consultation, I still suggest that he be pushed to the ophthalmology building for serious treatment. If the degree of patency is not ideal, I will find a way."

"Okay! I'll arrange it!" After that, Ms. Zhong immediately went out to make arrangements.

...

"Is there a cure?!" Deeply surprised, Qian's father asked quietly.

"It's hard to say, but... I am sure that I can free the old man from the state of 'deep fear'. At least, in about three days, the old man can eat and sleep normally." Bian Mu replied in a flat tone.

"Ah?! Really?! It's amazing... I usually hear them say it, but today I can see how powerful you are! Xiaotong is so close to you like a brother..." Qian's father seemed a little out of control.

"It's too early to talk now. Let's find a quiet place to rest for a while?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Let's go!" As he spoke, Father Qian accompanied Bian Mu to a nearby rest room to wait for the results from the ophthalmology department.

The two were chatting when Qi Shangqi rushed in.

"Why is the tear gland the primary key issue?! Tell me quickly, I'm so anxious!" Qi Shangqi's words were still somewhat dramatic at this time.

"Hehe... You usually have so many master's and doctoral students, and you are busy at both ends. It's normal that there are still some omissions! Please sit down!" Bian Mu was not in a hurry at all, and introduced the two with a smile.

Father Qian had an elegant temperament and looked like an important person. Qi Shangqi instinctively exchanged pleasantries with him and handed him his exquisite business card. Father Qian didn't have the habit of carrying business cards, so he took the card after a few polite words.

"Please chat slowly! I don't understand the business matters. I'm free anyway. I'll go to the ophthalmology operating room to take a look. I'll call you if there's any news." After saying that, Father Qian went out to the ophthalmology inpatient building to check the medical situation for Bian Mu.

Bian Mu's medical skills were too mysterious. Along the way, Father Qian's steps seemed very relaxed.

Bian Mu briefly explained what happened to Mr. Zhong. He was very open and honest, and ignored Qi Shangqi's little thoughts.

"When the old gentleman was young, his situation was quite difficult. I am just guessing! He has a very strong character. He is very strict with himself when encountering things. He tries his best to make himself a business genius made of special materials. I guess later... the old man did it. However, due to his long-term self-discipline and restraint, he did not show his emotions. In addition, he may have poor eating habits. Unknowingly, his tear glands were blocked. You can understand the troubles in the later period." At this point, Bian Mu stopped talking.

"You mean... my brain can't react all of a sudden. To make an inappropriate analogy, just like the iron shirt and the golden bell cover have a fatal valve, you mean that the old man's life is mostly due to the tear glands, and that place happens to be his life gate?!" Qi Shangqi was a little incoherent. This time, he was really anxious.

With a slight smile, Bian Mu nodded gently.