Practicing business and practicing medicine

The matter has nothing to do with oneself, and those with higher qualities should be handled with care and etiquette is generally acceptable; those with lower qualities are often ignored and ignored, regardless of their own concerns.

On the other hand, if the matter is personal and personal...that guy! Each one is more attentive than the other, staying up late, working hard, working hard, working hard, risking one's life... all of them can work hard!

There are just a few things in ordinary people's lives. No one should praise anyone, and no one should laugh at anyone. They are all the same.

Liang Xiangmin, a direct disciple of Situ Jianqing, planned to practice medicine at the Chinese Medical Clinic that was about to open in Mu. The three strongmen led everyone to work very hard. According to Ms. Lin’s son, sometimes the three strongmen alone even Working overtime all night to meet the deadline...

It’s really about whose family’s affairs who worries the most!

After Bian Mu's careful care, Ms. Lin's precious son has recovered more than half of the time. To this day, whenever he can, he insists on helping out at the construction site of the Chinese Medical Center and doing odd jobs.

According to Ms. Lin, her son intends to open a handicraft workshop-style studio near the Traditional Chinese Medicine Center. The young man plans to use his expertise, regain his childhood fun, build a "Hundred Works House", and guide people to do some fine carpentry work. , simple smelting, iron art, pottery, cloth art... Of course, the main service targets are middle school students, primary school students, and older kindergarten children.

If it can become famous, it might even attract adults to patronize it, for example, college students.

Bian Mu greatly appreciated this and felt that Ms. Lin and her son were better off doing this than working. At the very least, it was good for their physical and mental health. As for whether they could make money, it would depend on how proficient he was at his craft. In addition, It also depends on luck!

During the time of the heavy rain, Bian Mu discovered that Ms. Lin had already begun to prepare for this matter.

Poor parents in the world!

Although the Zhong family is extremely wealthy, they don't see much difference from ordinary people in terms of human relations and affairs. The eldest daughter of the Zhong family found that as soon as Bian Mu started to take action, her brother saw obvious effects very quickly, without Bian Mu's reminder at all. In private, Miss Zhong entrusted her capable friends to investigate Liu Xiangyang.

Miss Zhong felt that Bian Mu was a gentle man, and that he was not good at the kind of blind entanglement on the street for a small profit, so Miss Zhong entrusted two friends to talk to Liu Xiangyang in private... …

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At noon that day, it was almost 12 o'clock, and Bian Mu was seeing the last patient, a new client whom he had never seen before.

The phone on the table vibrated several times.

Bian Mu ignored it and concentrated on continuing to feel the man's pulse.

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"This is caused by food accumulation after meals. If you change your living habits slightly, it won't be a big deal if you check again after a year. Considering your height and weight, it is best to sit quietly for 10 minutes after meals, and you must lean on your back. Anything can be used on the sofa, preferably a dining chair. After ten minutes, go downstairs for a walk or walk in the living room. Be sure to let the gas out and disperse it. It's the end of September! Starting from next month, we will continue until the National Day next year. If you feel uncomfortable in the meantime, come back! If it's nothing serious, just hold on for a while." As he spoke, he typed on the keyboard for a long time, Bian Mu. A pathological analysis report was given to the male patient in his early forties, and his medical advice was attached at the bottom of the report.

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but frown slightly and hesitated slightly.

"Are you sure there isn't something wrong with your intestines?" the man questioned.

"Ultrasound examination, blood routine examination, X-ray examination, abdominal color ultrasound, abdominal CT...haven't you checked them all? Although there is a slight illness, it is not a clear lesion. Judging from the current situation...you just need to try your best. If you can calm down the stomach qi after eating, it will heal on its own in about a year!" Bian Mu explained patiently.

"But... the diagnoses made by other doctors are quite different from yours. Some even suggested that I should be hospitalized immediately for a week of observation!" The man retorted with a frown.

"To be honest, let's go as usual. I have to ask in detail how your family usually eats. I have to ask about three meals a day. Who do you usually eat with? If you eat out, what quality do you eat? Who are your colleagues or other relatives and friends who are dining with you... Why don't you ask so many questions today? It's not that I'm in a hurry to get off work. I saw that you were the last one left, so I dealt with it half-heartedly. You! It's true that your pulse picture looks fine, but you... have a bit of a special personality. In addition, we who run a clinic generally don't want to cause trouble when we meet someone who is ugly and doesn't seem to be easy to talk to. Son, so... I have a few words to say, so please bear with me!" Bian Mu explained carefully as he didn't want to cause trouble.

"I heard...someone said that you are very talkative when seeing a doctor! You don't ask questions about anything, and sometimes you even touch on people's privacy!" Although it sounded a bit harsh, the look on the man's face changed at this moment. He felt much more relaxed, at least, his brows were no longer furrowed, and his eyes revealed a more or less trusting look.

"Haha... If you ask carefully, you will usually look carefully. Your physical condition is quite good. Let's observe it for a year first and then talk about it!"

"If you're not in a hurry to get off work... let's chat more?" The man was obviously unwilling.

"Okay! Where do you usually eat at noon?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"We went home to eat. My mother went over to cook a meal for the three of us. She also ate at my house."

"Are you used to chatting with your family members while you eat? Especially things that are easy to upset people." Bian Mu guessed with a smile.

"Well! My daughter is in the second year of high school and will take the college entrance examination next year. During lunch, I usually ask about school matters, and occasionally ask my wife about her company." The man replied calmly.

"Oh... you seem to get angry easily with others. I'm just guessing. It's probably born that way. The ancients said, don't talk while eating. It actually makes a lot of sense. Especially when you have a special personality, others are eating happily, but you have eaten a lot of idle anger invisibly. Over time, a lot of suspected illness has accumulated on your body, making you very uncomfortable. Once your stomach qi is balanced, you should be fine. It's best not to talk about things at the dinner table in the future. We can't be willful just because others are fine. Everyone has their own specific situation. If you listen to it, you might as well change it."

"That's it?! Nothing else? Don't you really need to take acupuncture or medicine?"

"Really, it's because you found it in time. There is really nothing wrong at the moment. I can't help much. Go to Nurse Ye to refund the registration fee later!" Bian Mu smiled and said politely.

"Can it really be refunded?"

"Of course! There was no treatment. The medical records were obtained by yourself. Naturally, it is not easy to charge the corresponding fees." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"Well, then! You are famous, I believe you!" After that, the man folded the medical records printed by Bian Mu, put them in his pocket, and stood up to find Nurse Ye to cancel the appointment.

Bian Mu would arrange for certain specific patients to cancel their appointments from time to time, and Nurse Ye and the others were no longer surprised.

Seeing that Bian Mu's place was officially closed, everyone had tidied up their hands, said goodbye to each other, and left work.

Luo Zhanqi was quite thoughtful. Seeing that everyone had gone far away, he stood up and walked to Bian Mu to ask.

"What's wrong with that guy? Why did he postpone it until next year?"

"He has too much intestinal and stomach gas, it's his own fault, his mind is as narrow as a needle tip. In fact, you don't need to ask too much, you can guess most of it by looking at his face. He... no matter what kind of dining occasion, he can't control his rotten mouth at all. He gets angry while talking. He doesn't eat much, but he swallows a lot of anger. Over time, his stomach is disordered. I don't want to provoke such a narrow-minded person!"

"I said... will he... really come to us for a follow-up visit at this time next year?"

"How is it possible! Within two months, his false symptoms will flare up severely. He doesn't believe anyone except the best Western medicine doctors in tertiary hospitals. October, November... I guess! In mid-December, he must have a small operation, and the one-year agreement will naturally be cancelled."

"Really?!"

"Nearly!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"I'm convinced! Then you tell me... should we ask someone about it? I'm really curious!"

"That's easy. Tao Wenjie can just call me. I'll do the math. Maybe mid-December. Remind me then."

"Okay! Looking forward to it! Where are you going to eat?"

"I'll go back and cook some rice and noodles. I'm a bone-injured patient. I'll have to take a nap when I get back. Otherwise, I'll be exhausted in the afternoon!" After that, Bian Mu got up, changed his clothes, and ran to the subway station.