Practicing business and practicing medicine

Just after 11 o'clock at noon, Bian Mu was discussing a pedicure prescription with a patient when his cell phone rang. It was Assistant Li's call.

"At 2:30 in the afternoon, a well-known expert came from Beiqi to perform gastric cancer resection, which is benign. Our hospital does this kind of surgery for fun. The patient's family has some ideas. They have to go to Beiqi to invite experts to perform the surgery. Or His surname is Sima. He is a master in the industry. He is only over 50 years old. He performs surgeries very elegantly. Come and see him." On the phone, Assistant Li arranged for Bian Mu to go over and observe the surgery of a famous expert.

"Really? It's a rare encounter! Thank you for notifying me specifically, but... there are some things at the clinic that need to be settled quickly. Since it is benign, I will not go there, please worry!"

"Oh...what? Someone complained?!" On the other end of the phone, Assistant Li was instinctively concerned.

"That's not true. I just ignored it. The air temperature has suddenly increased recently. Some patients with special physical characteristics may have some adverse reactions. I have to check them in time. But if there are signs, I have to rule them out as soon as possible. , to avoid causing a big fuss in the future, which would be bad for everyone..." Assistant Li has an upright character and is trustworthy by Bian Mu, so he naturally tells the truth on the phone.

"Ouch! I heard from Director Mi that you seem to be running a clinic, right... In the past two years, you have been such a good and conscientious doctor! This is the first time I heard about it. To be honest, I have always been interested in small street clinics. I don’t have a good impression, I’m too arrogant, and some of them are just liars, unexpected, unexpected... You have refreshed my understanding, haha... No wonder Director Mi thinks so highly of you, there is a reason for this! He is a famous medical expert in the country. If we get his consent, we will usually arrange for someone to shoot a teaching video. If you really need one, I will forward a copy to you. Remember to delete it after watching it. It cannot be saved! , In this regard, the management is very strict. If there is any mistake in the process, it will not be good for me! "

"Understood! I will delete it immediately after I understand it, and I will never save it!"

"Then you get busy first! My father-in-law has troubled you. Although the preparation is indeed a bit troublesome, but... our whole family trusts you. Can it be understood that the more complicated the preparation process is, the better the curative effect will be. There is a direct proportional relationship? "

"Yes, there are people in the outside world who don't understand. From time to time they say that we are making things up, it's just a trick, and they even say that we are just cheating money. Haha... It's rare that you are so reasonable and reasonable, and your father-in-law gradually started to wake up."

"I'd like to lend you some good advice! Let's go about our own business. I'll contact you after get off work in the evening!"

"Okay! I'll leave you to worry about it!"

"There's no need to be polite between us! Bye!" After saying that, Assistant Li hung up the phone.

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It was not until 12:57 noon that Bian Mu screened the patients he thought were most likely to have problems on the phone. Fortunately! Except for an old lady who recently stayed in the hospital due to a car accident, the other patients were fine.

Fortunately, Bian Mu was indeed hungry and thought of going out to eat hotpot.

The rain is still falling, but the intensity has slowed down significantly, and the accumulation of water on the road has increased significantly. Many people riding electric bicycles are trapped in different areas, looking somewhat embarrassed.

The side pressure of the atmosphere made the room a little stuffy, so Bian Mu finally settled down and walked a few more streets along the sidewalk, looking for a nice hot pot restaurant to have a delicious hot pot to dissipate the cold and damp air.

"This is it! Habayi Heart-warming Hot Pot? That's why it's called, go in and have a look!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu walked towards a very elegant chain hot pot restaurant.

Knowing that Bian Mu was the only elder brother, the middle-aged female clerk on duty at the door planned to arrange for Bian Mu to dine on the first floor. The two of them were about to enter the store to choose a table when they heard "crash", "plop", and " "Bang, bang"...the sound kept coming.

Surprised, the two of them turned to look, okay! A delivery boy accidentally knocked something over and the car flipped over, looking very miserable.

The middle-aged female clerk was quite enthusiastic. She didn't bother to greet Bian Mu and rushed forward to see what was going on.

Bian Mu's legs and feet were much more nimble than hers, and he had already rushed forward in three steps and two steps at a time.

On the ground, rainwater and blood were mixed together. After being washed away by the accumulated water, it looked a bit ferocious.

"Where's the injury?" Bian Mu didn't rush forward to help the delivery boy. He just leaned down and asked. At this moment, he was still holding an umbrella. After such a toss, his back was covered with rain.

"My right hand seems to have been pricked by something, and my heart is twitching. I feel so flustered..." He groaned in pain, and the delivery boy who was half lying on the ground frowned and quickly replied a few words. .

"Only the wounds on the hands? What about other places?" Bian Mu asked calmly.

"You're the one! I've never seen so much blood on the ground! Help the person up first and then talk!" As she spoke, the clerk bent down and planned to help the takeaway boy stand up first.

"Don't! There are wires over there, and his head is exposed! If he can get up, he must have woken up early and have micro-electricity. Otherwise, he will no longer be able to make a sound. That's it! Go get some rubber gloves nearby. I'm a doctor, the injury on his hand isn't that big of a deal, don't be rash, if you get electrocuted, you both have to get here." Bian Mu retorted loudly.

The clerk was frightened when she heard this. Fortunately, her mind was not slow at all, she turned around and ran back to the store to get something.

After repeated inquiries by Bian Mu, the delivery boy on the ground did show signs of electric shock.

The waitress brought a pair of rubber gloves for washing dishes. Bian Mu only brought one. He jumped on one foot and carried the delivery boy to the steps of a nearby shop at lightning speed.

The waitress called several male helpers, all of whom were big and strong. Only then did they dare to help the delivery boy into the hot pot restaurant.

Some handed him dry towels, some handed him alcohol gauze, and some applied medicine. Obviously, this store had been prepared in advance, and the waitresses were very enthusiastic.

Bian Mu put away the umbrella and stood by and watched for a while.

"This won't work! He has to go to the hospital for stitches, and he has to get an injection. Didn't you see that the wound can't stop bleeding at all? It was scratched by a sharp object like glass. There are foreign objects in it. It must be cleaned up as soon as possible, otherwise, he will suffer this time next year!" Without any politeness, Bian Mu hurriedly gave a few instructions.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly became a little nervous. The two female shop assistants who were bandaging the takeaway boy immediately became timid. After a while, they also hid far away.

"It's not that I'm saying bad things. You are still young and dare not joke with your health. It's right to work hard, but you have to be scientific!" As he spoke, Bian Mu asked a female shop assistant for a bottle of high-proof liquor and washed the wound violently for a few times.

"Call 120, you have to go to a regular hospital for treatment." Bian Mu suggested seriously.

The takeaway boy smiled indifferently.

"Alas... What can I say, aren't you a doctor? Just help me deal with it, and let's talk about it after I'm done!"

"That won't work. In this kind of thing, whoever is soft-hearted will end up in trouble. Doctors have their reasons for being hard-hearted. Listen to me, go to the hospital!" After that, Bian Mu casually called 120.