Practicing business and practicing medicine

Generally speaking, a man who has a good family background, a good job, is about to retire, and raises pigeons in a residential area is often a bit self-righteous and may not always listen to the doctor's advice.

The male patient in front of me is most likely like this.

Bian Mu knew that in dealing with such patients, in addition to superb medical skills, one also had to have considerable patience.

What's more, he was once Lu Shiyuan's patient.

Bian Mu guessed that for a patient like his who was not very serious and needed long-term conservative treatment and had no better radical cure, from Lu Shiyuan's point of view, there would be little profit. He believed that Lu Shiyuan would have no interest in him.

The treatment is not that dedicated.

This does not mean that Lu Shiyuan's medical skills are not good.

“Mr. Situation." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"Eh?! Doctor Bian! Is this necessary? My lungs are fine! What? Repeat the examination? Charge more? Isn't it appropriate?" The patient, Mr. Xia, began to question Bian Mu's motivation for practicing medicine.

"Didn't I just say it! 'If you think it's necessary', based on the current test results and your living habits, my diagnosis is roughly this: the slope of the staircase in your home is too steep. It goes straight up and down, there are more than 40 pigeons, how much feed do they need to eat every day? Did you carry the feed yourself? "

"That's right! You also know that labor costs are very expensive nowadays! It's not worth hiring anyone. As a strong person, I can do it myself."

"Haha... This is not troublesome! As soon as this person turns fifty, his knee joints will naturally degenerate. You are capable and have plenty of money. There is no need to engage in physical labor. Even if it degenerates naturally, it will not affect You live a normal life, but as a result, your knee joints become sick because of a group of pigeons." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"No way! Even if I carry a few bags of corn, sorghum, etc., I won't crush my knee joint, right?" the patient, Mr. Xia, questioned.

"If you think about it carefully, did you wear a mask when you went upstairs to feed and tease the pigeons?" Bian Mu asked inspiredly.

"Don't wear it!"

"You are very capable and love to be clean. We can imagine what the situation is like where you keep pigeons upstairs without an on-site inspection. However! Pigeon droppings, foreign germs carried by pigeon feathers, particularly small waste feathers... you have Can it be treated harmlessly?" Bian Mu asked rhetorically.

Upon hearing this, the patient Mr. Xia fell silent.

"Based on the comprehensive diagnosis of other doctors, you should already have pulmonary symptoms such as pulmonary nodules and early-stage chronic pneumonia. Thanks to your superior living conditions and good physical fitness, you have suffered from pulmonary symptoms time and time again just because you are not very old. You have resisted, but from the perspective of our traditional Chinese medicine, the qi system in your body has been greatly damaged, and the flow of qi and blood is much worse than that of other people of the same age. The knee joint also pays attention to the smooth flow of qi and blood. Over time, coupled with external wear and tear, relatively speaking, the periphery of your knee joint becomes the weakest point, and eventually the disease will naturally occur." While explaining, Bian Mu also drew a few sketches on the medical record paper for the patient, Mr. Xia, to see. .

The patient, Mr. Xia, was silent.

Bian Mu said nothing more, leaned back on the chair, and gently turned the gel pen in his hand on the fingertips of his right hand for a while. The gel pen seemed to be endowed with some kind of aura, and gently and skillfully moved it. Dancing on the fingertips.

Opposite me, Dr. Wu stared at Bian Mu in surprise with his eyes wide open. He felt that Bian Mu was really awesome.

After a while, the patient Mr. Xia spoke.

"Can it be cured?"

"Can!"

“Do we have to give away the pigeons first?”

"That's for sure! It's the original source of the disease!"

"Is there no other better treatment?"

"If the disease is not cured, you say, no matter how good the medicine or the scientific and effective treatment plan is, what good will it do?! Then it is not a waste? What? Are you planning to have a knee replacement surgery within ten years?" Mu replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the patient Mr. Xia's head froze, and a look of panic suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"No, no! Then I'll listen to the doctor, but... such a precious pigeon, why can't it be dealt with within a month or two! I have to find a better home for it!"

"Haha... How about this! I will make an order for you. You should do a CT examination first! After seeing the results, we will discuss your current attitude." Bian Mu stabbed the patient, Mr. Xia, a few times, neither softly nor hard. sentence.

The patient, Mr. Xia, should have a high level of education. When he heard the tone of Doctor Bian's words, he thought of the rumors about Bian Mu's medical skills and lowered his head to think about it.

"Doctor Bian! You are also doing it for my own good. I know it well. I will clear the upstairs when I get back today."

"That's right! It's not suitable to raise pigeons in residential areas." As he spoke, Bian Mu prescribed a moxibustion therapy sheet for him and sent him to the acupuncture department to see Dr. Liang for moxibustion therapy.

Seeing the patient Mr. Xia walking away, Dr. Wu pursed his lips and smiled.

"Are you a little annoyed with him? He sent him to Lao Liang for treatment."

"Haha... That's not the case. If you raise pigeons in a small area, you can just ask for death. Isn't this a disaster for the four neighbors?" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

Doctor Wu smiled and said no more.

…

By the time they got off work at noon, Bian Mu and the four of them had received a total of 8 follow-up patients from colleagues in the same department.

The rumors are true!

"The four of us are well aware of this matter today. It's best not to discuss it with other colleagues, and try not to mention it to your family when you get home. I made a brief analysis. If this matter has any adverse effects, I will be the unlucky one. This person probably has nothing to do with the three of you, so... keeping silent is good for everyone." Before leaving get off work, Bian Mu gave a few special instructions.

"I think you handled those eight people properly, don't worry! If there is a villain who causes trouble, I will definitely stand up and testify for you." Doctor Wu said with a smile.

Nurse Lin was very cautious and said nothing.

Nurse Xiao Sun was not qualified enough. She felt that she had no right to speak at this time and on this occasion, so she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Thank you everyone for your close cooperation. Let's go back and have dinner!" After that, Bian Mu left the clinic first to meet Huang Boxi for dinner.

…

Gongyuan Street, Xierdao Lane, "Lao'an Noodle House".

"I've been craving this for a long time, and I'm all for you today." As he spoke, Huang Boxi poured a cup of tea for Bian Mu.

"It's a bit simple! Just a bowl of noodles?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"There are also dry-fried small yellow croakers, rolling dragon tofu, and Di Sanxian. They are all delicious! How about a few drinks?" Huang Boxi said with a smile.

"No! I have to go to work in the afternoon! You can do it yourself!" Bian Mu originally wanted to say that he had begun to treat patients that other colleagues in the department could not treat, but he swallowed his words as he spoke.

Huang Boxi is quite selfish, so it's better not to tell him some things.

"Lao'an Noodle House" specializes in mutton noodles, large slices, and chewy noodles. It is a famous local food in Lijin. Even if you arrive late, you may not be able to get a seat.

"I heard that you behaved very bravely at the questioning site! Everyone said that you were sulking on behalf of other colleagues and clamoring to raise funds to treat you to a big dinner!"

"Hey! It's just self-defense. I'm lucky. They weren't fully prepared, so I took advantage of it. By the way, I've prepared a recipe. Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng are all ready-made. Could you please give some pills to an elder? , water pills, the small kind." As he spoke, Bian Mu took out a prescription from his arms and handed it to Huang Boxi.

After studying it carefully for a moment, Huang Boxi said with a smile: "This person must be very close to you! Such a high-standard prescription."

"It's okay! You have to charge this time, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to ask next time."

"Forget it! It's the same old rule! We only charge the cost of the work! Since this person is your elder, I have to show some respect, right? Let's talk about it next time!"

"Thank you then!"

"You're welcome, one of our own!"

While the two were chatting, the second daughter of Lao An's family was carrying a large tray and already started serving food on it.