Practicing business and practicing medicine

The little girl had been transferred to a single room by medical staff. Bian Mu guessed that it was probably because the little girl's family was making a big fuss that the inpatient department made a temporary adjustment.

The head nurse was not wearing a mask at this moment, and she looked a little tired. It was estimated that she had suffered a lot because of the little girl in front of her during this period.

The resident doctor, attending doctor, and nurses at all levels were all there, and there were at least six medical staff from the hospital standing in the ward.

"I'll take the child's pulse first, please sit down!" Bian Mu smiled and said a few words, taking the place of the host.

The head nurse immediately understood and hurriedly asked everyone to go to other places for a while, and call them over if there was anything.

In this way, she, Bian Mu, and two family members, a man and a woman, were left in the ward.

The female family member was short and fat, with dark skin, in her early fifties, and was definitely not a direct relative of the little girl. It was not difficult to see from her eyes that the person in front of her was not easy to mess with. It was estimated that she was the kind of person who would turn against her at any time.

In addition, the man looked about 35 or 36 years old. In early winter, he was still wearing a two-piece suit, a typical autumn outfit. He was about the same height as Bian Mu, with thick eyebrows like swords, bright eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. Needless to say, he was hot-tempered and not afraid of the cold.

Judging from his appearance, the man should be the father of the little girl.

In my impression, I didn't seem to have seen the man in front of me at the door of the operating room that day.

At first, the man was full of hostility towards Bian Mu, and his eyes showed a bit of viciousness and rebelliousness. Bian Mu was a gentleman and open-minded. He looked at him openly for a few times. The man immediately realized that the sunny and handsome male doctor in front of him should be a man who was not afraid of trouble. He endured it and looked away.

The female family member originally planned to bluff a few words, but seeing that the child's father didn't say anything, she didn't need to improvise on the spot.

Bian Mu sat by the bed and took the pulse of the little girl.

"Uncle! I've seen you! Hello!"

"Do you still remember me? Is your throat okay?" Bian Mu greeted him with a smile.

"Yeah! It's just... I feel weak all over... This time... I don't have a headache." The tone of the little girl's reply sounded okay.

"Really? That's good. I'll put some more medicine on your hand later. You're still young, so we won't use anesthesia. It may be a little painful. If you feel uncomfortable, just scream and cry. It's okay."

"I'm not afraid of pain..."

"So brave! Great!" Bian Mu praised casually.

The little girl's tender face showed a knowing smile. She knew very well that as long as the uncle in front of her appeared, she should be fine soon.

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"Get ready. I'll apply some medicine to the child. You watch by her side. It's not complicated. Starting from tomorrow, apply medicine to her hand every morning around six o'clock. Don't delay for 10 minutes. This medicine is not cheap. Your hospital has to pay for it. Moreover, it can't be charged to them. Can you accept it?" After taking the pulse, Bian Mu stood up and explained a few words to the head nurse.

The voice was neither loud nor low. The two relatives standing by the bed heard it. They looked at each other in surprise and said nothing.

Bian Mu's aura gradually became stronger, and he had the ability to intimidate special places.

"No problem! I have already coordinated. The consultation fee and medicine fee will all be borne by the hospital. It will be paid by the public account and formal invoices will be issued!"

"That's good! Let's sign these agreements first!" After that, Bian Mu took out a few agreements from his backpack and handed them to the head nurse.

The head nurse read it very carefully, and immediately replied after reading it: "No problem! I will arrange for them to sign it, please wait!" After that, the head nurse went out to discuss with other colleagues.

"What level of expert are you? Why is the head nurse so respectful in front of you?" The female relative who was a few years older suddenly asked.

"Oh! Really? I really don't know much about her identity, head nurse?! That's quite amazing." Bian Mu smiled politely at the two relatives and said casually.

"She is the most reasonable one among them. We are willing to find her when we have something to do. If it weren't for her face... Huh!" Obviously, the woman wanted to say a few harsh words to shock the situation. She accidentally saw the man next to her staring at her, so she stopped talking angrily.

Bian Mu was in contact with all kinds of patients and their families all day long, so he naturally felt relieved and smiled, and he didn't say anything.

Not long after, the chief nurse came back, followed by two middle-aged female nurses, who were obviously the backbone of the department. The stainless steel operating cart was also well prepared.

Bian Mu checked the agreements, signed his name and date at the end, and pressed his fingerprints. He kept one copy for himself and returned the rest to the so-called chief nurse.

Everything was ready, and everyone watched Bian Mu take out a disinfected medicine box from his backpack. It was not big, and the medicines and medical equipment inside had been disinfected in advance.

A thin black wire, Bian Mu clamped it with the hemostatic forceps prepared by the hospital and disinfected it again. Then, he took out a special copper instrument similar to tweezers from his tool kit. The front was forked and there seemed to be some elasticity in the middle. The onlookers were seeing it for the first time, and no one dared to say anything. They stood there quietly.

Bian Mu used a minimal scalpel to re-cut a small incision on the old wound on the little girl's hand. It was small, and Bian Mu's action was extremely fast and light. The little girl was like being stung by a bee, and she couldn't help but want to retract her hand. However, there was already a female nurse next to her who gently grasped her wrist, so she didn't struggle anymore and let the female nurse hold it lightly.

Another cut, the same technique, Bian Mu made a cross-shaped incision on the old wound.

What kind of knowledge did the head nurse have? She found that Bian Mu's technique of using a scalpel was not inferior to the most powerful surgical doctor. She was surprised and looked up at Bian Mu. She was horrified.

"What is his origin? Why is there an indescribable extraordinary aura everywhere?!" The head nurse couldn't help but think to herself.

Then, Bian Mu's strange copper instrument locked the thread end into an oblique cross flower, stretched it, and it was firm enough!

Pulling tightly, Bian Mu used the strange copper instrument to slowly guide the black line into the wound on the little girl's hand. After a while, the black line had gone down three or four centimeters...

This time, Bian Mu did not use the related equipment based on the magnetic suction principle. God knows how the black line was introduced.

Then, Bian Mu stopped, walked to the operating table and took out something similar to an acupuncture needle. Obviously, it was an acupuncture needle specially processed by someone. Back in front of the bed, with the cooperation of his left and right hands, Bian Mu drained the black line in six or seven centimeters.

Then, Bian Mu used a straw-like thing to prick a lot of medicine powder. He held the straw-like thing in his left hand and gently placed it on the outermost wound. He gently tapped the back of the spray tube with the palm of his right hand, and the medicine powder was applied. After a while, the outermost wound began to bleed...

Continue to apply the medicine powder...

Until the oozing blood turned bright red, Bian Mu stopped.

Then, Bian Mu used two acupuncture needles that were too small to be seen with the naked eye to fix the back of the little girl's hand. It seemed that this was to fix the black line in the wound.

After gently stretching it, it was okay, it was already working.

Bian Mu then took out a special tool like a small brush, dipped some concentrated medicine from a small medicine bottle, purple-red, very dazzling, along the black line, from top to bottom, Bian Mu let the medicine seep into the wound along the black line, little by little, Bian Mu was really patient...

"Head nurse! Please apply the powder in the medicine bottle to her wound, yes, the yellow one, the technique and tools are the same as what I did just now, change the spray tube, yes! One tube at a time, 7 tubes are enough, pay attention, follow my rhythm, the powder is quite expensive, don't waste it!" As he spoke, Bian Mu patiently instructed the head nurse to practice Chinese medicine.