Practicing business and practicing medicine

Ordinary people are also divided into three categories and nine levels. The ones at the top are often very "righteous". Such people have always been good children at home. When they go to work, they naturally become good employees. When they get married, they are either good men or good wives.

When they go to school, such people can study hard and make progress every day. When they go home, they know to help their parents with housework within their ability. They usually try not to cause trouble to others. They are very sensible in front of and behind others.

They know how they should live in the future since they were young. They hardly touch messy things. They are focused on learning their lessons well and doing more "serious things" as much as possible. In the future, they will go to a good university, find a good job, make more money, find a satisfactory partner, and live a serious life.

Going to work, daily socializing, living at home... rarely playing mahjong, drinking and bragging, hanging out in teahouses... those bad things, in their opinion, are all a waste of life.

This kind of people are often called "righteous" and have a strong sense of responsibility. They are truly the cornerstone of society.

Bian Mu and Luo Zhanqi belong to this kind of people. Compared with their peers, they almost never visit places like movie theaters, amusement parks, shopping malls, etc. They never gather to play mahjong, form a team to go on a self-driving tour, or eat and drink together. In addition to daily medical practice, they are trying to figure out medical skills and find ways to save more money for their families.

Even normal class reunions, hometown reunions, relatives and friends, etc., they hardly get involved.

All day long, they wish they could work 24 hours a day.

People like them eat well when they eat, and generally don't like to worry about other things.

However, today is an exception. Out of professional sensitivity, Bian Mu couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man who just came in a few more times.

In his early forties, medium height, about 1.76 meters? ! Thin! The man looked much thinner than an ordinary person. Bian Mu guessed that he weighed about 100 pounds, definitely not more than 120 pounds. His right leg and right foot were somewhat lame. It was obvious that he did not have any sequelae from previous orthopedic surgery, nor did he have a disease from childhood, such as polio.

His hair was a little long, and the back of his neck was covered tightly by a mess of hair. His hair was messy, and the upper part of his ears was also covered in a mess. Obviously, he had not remembered to get a haircut for a while. He did not look too old, and his hair looked like it had no nutrition. It was dry, half gray and half black, and some places had already shown traces of white hair. However, this man had some curly hair on his forehead. He could comb his hair when he went out. The curly hair on his forehead made him look a little lively.

He had a high nose bridge, big eyes, deep eye sockets, gloomy eyes, and no glasses. He looked bitter and resentful. However, occasionally, a few cold stars flashed in his eyes, and Bian Mu felt that the man's IQ should be above that of ordinary people.

In early autumn, the man actually wore a down vest. It is not difficult to imagine that he was afraid of cold and his yang energy was obviously deficient. He was holding a thermos rice bucket in his hand. It was quite big, but it was cleaned and not dirty!

Although he looked a little down and out, the man's clothes were clean, but the style of his top and pants was quite old. If they were really worn out, they would not be sold in the market like the "Flower Field Ghost Market".

"He is in his prime, and he doesn't look like a homeless person... What disease is he suffering from? Or is he in a bad luck? Why does he look weird..." Bian Mu couldn't help but ponder for a moment.

Seeing that Bian Mu suddenly seemed very interested in the man who just came in, Luo Zhanqi naturally took a few glances at him.

The man walked straight to the bar, put the insulated rice bucket on the table, smiled friendly at the proprietress, and said nothing more. He walked straight to a small round stool not far away and sat down. He didn't look around, didn't smoke, and didn't watch small videos on his mobile phone. He was well-behaved and looked like a decent person.

Not long after, a tall chef came out and took the large rice bucket on the table away.

"What? Is there something wrong with this person?" Luo Zhanqi put down his chopsticks and asked casually.

"This person is a bit interesting... He locked himself up. In some aspects, he is a bit similar to Chen Yueqing. You know what, it is more or less inspiring to me!" Turning back, Bian Mu lowered his voice and responded a few words.

"You mean... the hand Taiyin lung meridian is not smooth? The left side of the left hand, right? The blood and qi are blocked, so the legs and feet are locked?! Is that what you mean?" Luo Zhanqi has been secretly learning from Bian Mu. Today, he has such an opportunity, so he naturally asks a few more questions.

Although Luo Zhanqi is usually only responsible for Chinese medicine physiotherapy such as bone setting, massage, etc., when working in the clinic, in fact, with his medical qualifications, he can barely be regarded as a general practitioner. He can also prescribe medicine and acupuncture, but he has his own specialization.

In Luo Zhanqi's view, after a busy day, bone setting, massage, etc. are the most profitable. If Bian Mu hadn't strictly adhered to the gentleman's way and stopped him, with his current medical skills, the treatment fee would have doubled.

In terms of the art of "observation diagnosis", Luo Zhanqi is indeed not weak. What's more, the man who just came in obviously has a lame symptom. As a good bone setter, Luo Zhanqi will naturally pay more attention.

"Well! It's been ten years at least." As he spoke, Bian Mu couldn't help but turn his head and look at where the man was sitting.

At this time, I saw the big fat chef carrying the large rice bucket to the bar. He put his hand on the table and went back to work in the kitchen. The fat chef ignored the man the whole time. Yes, judging from the deliberate "tickling" he did just now, it was obvious that he didn't like the man who came in just now.

That man seemed a bit like a freeloader.

The man didn't mind. He got up and walked to the bar, picked up the large rice pail, waved to the proprietress who was busy not far away, turned around and limped out and walked away.

After taking a few glances at the man's back, Luo Zhanqi turned his head and asked curiously: "I paid special attention just now. His central focus seemed to be blocked, and his lung energy also seemed to be suppressed for a long time, right? ! Since there is a problem with the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the hand, it should be the numbness of the left arm and palm, right? Why did it end up on the left leg and foot?”

"It's hard to open the heart lock! There's something wrong with the heart meridians. It's the kind of psychological problem that first turns into a physical disease. The intersection of the heart meridian and the lung meridian is knotted and locked! After so many years , it cannot be opened by itself, and it will fall down after a long time, and it will naturally fall to the lower limbs. The oblique plane is symmetrical, and the yin and yang complement each other, so naturally there is something wrong with the right leg and foot!" Bian Mu explained in a natural tone.