Practicing business and practicing medicine

The color is mainly purple-red, and the three areas specially designated by Bian Mu are purple with black, and black with purple. Anyone who studies medicine can guess that the condition is quite serious by just taking a few glances.

"Wow! How many years does it take to accumulate this?!" Director Wang asked softly.

"If you look directly... it takes at least ten years. You Western doctors have tests, but in fact, we Chinese doctors also have them. We will know after we check them." As he spoke, Bian Mu put the treatment tray in his hand on the small square table next to him and went to get the necessary things.

After the relevant equipment was ready, Bian Mu returned again.

"Doctor Mu! We will try to be gentle. If you can bear it, bear it. If you can't bear it, show it. It's okay. There are no outsiders here today. Don't be afraid." Bian Mu warned in advance.

"It's okay! I heard that you are very skilled, it probably won't hurt much, just let go, it's okay!" Doctor Mu was feeling very comfortable at the moment, but after Bian Mu's reminder, he said it was okay, but something in his heart suddenly became tense.

Bian Mu always had a sharp gaze, and he noticed that Doctor Mu's scalp had begun to tighten slightly at that time, and he laughed in his heart. Bian Mu felt that Doctor Mu was probably a mama's boy before he got married.

Even though he laughed, they were all colleagues, so Bian Mu naturally had to take his face into consideration, and at the same time, he had to try to make the sampling needle as soothing as possible.

Very fine, Bian Mu chose a kind of needle called "Niu Mang", and used a total of three needles, with exactly the same size and specifications. If it weren't for the outer layer of the needle being coated with a layer of gold, Director Wang of the Ophthalmology Department would not have been able to tell that Bian Mu was using a needle at all.

"I know a lot about Chinese medicine, but I've never seen the kind of needles he uses. It seems that he is much more powerful than the rumors outside. He is extraordinary!" Director Wang, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but think in his heart.

Invisibly, Director Wang's awe of Bian Mu increased a little.

Bian Mu used the ejection force of his right thumb and middle finger to eject the "Niu Mang" needle. Soon, the three gold needles formed an equilateral triangle, which was small and could not be noticed without careful observation.

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Bian Mu inserted nine of the same equilateral micro-triangles, three in a group, and a total of three groups. Then, Bian Mu selected three long needles, which were slightly hollow in the middle, and inserted and lifted them quickly with extremely fast hand speed. Each needle was accurately inserted in the center of the three equilateral triangles... This was considered a successful sampling.

Looking at Doctor Mu again, it was over without feeling anything.

"Does it hurt?" Director Wang was a female doctor after all, and couldn't help but ask Doctor Mu with concern.

"I felt almost nothing, just like... being pricked lightly by an eggplant pod. How? It's over now?!" Doctor Mu asked in surprise, lying on his back.

"It's all right now. Doctor Bian is verifying the reagent solution now. It seems to be different from our Western medicine." Director Wang responded softly.

"At the barber shop, the barber told me that I had a scalp disease, and it was not light. Alas! I really didn't feel anything strange before. Doctor Bian is amazing!" Doctor Mu praised sincerely.

"Of course! Is it hot?"

"Not really, it's quite comfortable. If it weren't for the needle sampling, I would have fallen asleep by now." Doctor Mu responded with a smile.

Seeing that Bian Mu's diagnosis was getting more and more accurate, Director Wang felt much more relieved.

After Bian Mu finished the examination, he waved to Director Wang not far away.

"If you can sleep, sleep for a while." After that, Director Wang got up and walked to the bed to get a small towel blanket and put it on Doctor Mu's stomach.

Director Wang came to Bian Mu quickly and asked with concern: "What's the result?"

"The lesions in the body have been formed for at least 15 years. He has only been married for a few years, right! It seems that the discord between them has only aggravated the condition. The root of the disease is still in the original family. In addition, his eating habits should be quite bad. High salt, heavy sugar, spicy... He probably has all of them. Let's put it this way. In the past 20 years, he has hardly eaten any light, delicious and nutritious food. It is hard to imagine how confused his biological mother is. Alas! Indulging a child is like killing a child. It actually reappeared in this form in him. He is really pitiful." Speaking of this, Bian Mu couldn't help shaking his head gently.

"Is it easy to treat?!"

"Try it. Usually, you talk to him more, especially in the morning and evening. He must eat lighter and insist on eating some food that people should eat. Really! In addition, tobacco and alcohol are strictly prohibited. They can't touch them again within ten years." As he spoke, Bian Mu began to disinfect and deal with medical waste.

"I will remind him. To put it bluntly, if I stand in the perspective of maintaining the hospital...should I listen to Teacher Mi and fire him? Just not renew his contract when it expires..." Suddenly realizing something, Director Wang seemed to mutter a few words to herself. Of course, she mainly discussed it with Bian Mu.

She nodded gently and naturally, but Bian Mu immediately shook her head gently.

"We Chinese medicine practitioners have our own independent and complete special system for judging people. How should I put it? Judging from his current illness, he is pitiful! It is not convenient for us to add insult to injury, right?!" Bian Mu lowered his voice again and responded kindly.

"Well...I don't mean that. Teacher Mi was right from the beginning. Otherwise...suspend his surgical qualifications for a while?"

"Let's piece together his annual leave! During the treatment period, it is really inconvenient for him to go to the operating table. In addition, I will talk to Professor Mi. Don't worry, I will try my best to get him another one-year inspection period. I hope he can try to correct his attitude after recovering from his illness and give himself a chance."

"Become a new person?! Is it so serious?"

"Subconsciously, he is a bit gloomy in terms of psychological self-construction. He probably comes from his family of origin... In layman's terms, he probably has a mother who is quite an asshole behind him!"

"Oh...I understand! Try to help him as much as possible! It has been extremely difficult for him to get to this point..."

"No! If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't really be willing to put in such a big effort. Do you know? If we treat patients like this, we might even end up with some illnesses. In this regard, You should have heard about it!”

"I know, I know! At first I thought it was a superstitious statement, but then... the more I see it, the more I know what's going on. It's all thanks to your righteousness and calmness!"

"That's just one aspect. The key is the advantage of being young. Thanks to my diligent practice, I have accumulated some foundation. Otherwise, I really wouldn't dare to take this kind of job!"

"I can't thank you enough, I can't thank you enough! To be honest, in such a big city of Lijin, you are the only one, alas! I'm tired!"

"You're welcome! Let's go! Help him, let's put the ointment on him. Oh! It's not easy for him either." As he spoke, Bian Mu and Director Wang greeted Dr. Mu and went to apply the medicine.

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After sending away the gifts to Dr. Mu and Wang, Bian Mu felt a little tired. After drinking two cups of hot tea, he sat on the sofa and picked up his phone. After all, he transferred 50 yuan to the female supermarket cashier as a treat to treat her to a cup of milk tea.

After a while, the female cashier came back with a text message.

"You are so arrogant! Boss! Where can you make a fortune? The salary is not low, right?"

"It's just a hand-to-mouth existence, almost the same as you!" Bian Mu replied on his phone.

"Tch! Let's coax the kid! I'll treat you to a barbecue another day!"

"Okay! It will rain for a while. Please pay attention to safety when traveling. Let's make an appointment when the weather clears up!"

"OK!"

"Bye!" After replying to the text message, Bian Mu sat there with his eyes closed and regained his composure.