Practicing business and practicing medicine

If my mother knew about my sudden resignation again, it would definitely be bad for her health. Taking this opportunity to go back to my hometown would be a good way to lay the groundwork, so that my mother would not notice it in the future.

The college entrance examination is coming soon. If you have time, you have to go to school to ask about Bian Yue's recent academic status, so as to prevent her from being willful and playful. If you really get a score of more than 200 points in the exam, it will be miserable.

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Bian Mu poached two eggs, cut a tomato, and cooked a pot of noodles. Everyone was full, and there was still a little left in the pot. At this time, Bian Mu remembered that he I need to buy a small refrigerator with a single door.

He took the basin and poured half a basin of cold water into it. Bian Mu put the remaining noodle soup into the basin and put a lid on it. If he returned early, it shouldn't go bad and he could still eat it if he warmed it up. .

After backing up the car three times, Bian Mu finally arrived at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain.

After walking a short distance, I happened to meet an old drug farmer I knew well. The old man drove a small diesel four-wheeler and happened to take Bian Mu to Meihuawu along the way.

After thanking the old medicine farmer, Bian Mu found a large bluestone nearby, put some shrubs and grass on it, and half lay down on it. The medicine farmer Lao Pei sent a message waiting for him to come and pick him up.

Three to five minutes later, I saw Lao Pei driving a tool truck over. There was a man sitting in the passenger seat, who must be the son of a road maintenance worker.

Opening the car door, Bian Mu got in the car and sat down, and asked casually: "How is the patient doing now?"

"I can't turn over, but I can feel all my limbs. I can't lift my left leg, and I can't exert any strength. I gave my dad a hand, and his reaction was normal." The road maintenance worker's son responded quickly.

After hearing this, Bian Mu felt more relieved. In any case, there was no need to rush to contact him about hospitalization. He was now unreliable, so he probably wouldn't be able to help him find a bed anywhere.

The road maintenance worker and his wife lived in a flat open space at the foot of the mountain. They had five rooms with three lights and two dark rooms. The courtyard was well-built and it seemed that they had dug a deep well not far away.

The road maintenance man was lying in the bedroom, worrying. Hearing Bian Mu come in, the road maintenance man quickly said a few polite words.

Bian Mu saw that most of the hair on the back of his head was white, and guessed that he was over sixty years old.

Wearing a mask and gloves, Bian Muchong said to the road maintenance worker: "Uncle! Let me check it for you. We are all our own people. Don't have any worries. If you feel pain, just speak up. If you feel itchy, speak up too. If you tell me what's wrong, tell me too, and we can check it out without taking a film."

"I understand! Thank you for your hard work." The road maintenance worker thanked him quickly.

"You're welcome!" As he spoke, Bian Mu began to conduct a bone diagnosis carefully through his autumn clothes and autumn trousers.

The road maintenance worker's reaction was quite sensitive. Sometimes he said it hurt, sometimes he said numbness, sometimes he said itching... He listened to his ears and kept it in his chest while soaking.

It was a major matter involving the lumbar spine, so Bian Mu didn't dare to be careless at all and checked it very carefully.

More than half an hour later, Bian Mu's back was already sweating.

Breathing a long sigh of relief, Bian Mu felt confident.

"It doesn't matter! I have to take two needles on the 'Jinmen point' and one needle on the 'Xuanshu point'. After a quarter of an hour, no matter what reaction you have, you have to look at me and say it. No reaction at all." If you have such a reaction, you have to tell me clearly!"

"I know! Stay calm! I can trust you!" the road maintenance worker responded suddenly.

Bian Mu took out a purple-red paint box from the backpack he carried with him. Before he opened it, the drug farmer Lao Pei took the son of the road maintenance worker out to smoke in the yard on the pretext of smoking.

"Prepare some camellia, add some wolfberry and rock sugar, and make a pot of tea. The doctor will be thirsty later." Lao Pei, a medicine farmer, gave a few words to the road maintenance worker's son.

"Okay! Let's go now!" After saying that, the road maintenance man's son went to the kitchen to boil water.

The road maintenance worker's wife was illiterate and couldn't help with anything. She said a few polite words to Lao Pei and went to the kitchen to mix stuffing and prepare some dumplings for everyone to eat.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Lao Pei pretended to be Mu and pulled him aside to discuss it quietly.

"Isn't it okay to use ordinary steel needles? Is it necessary to hurt your vitality?! If it doesn't work, let's call a 120 to take him to the county hospital for a few days. It depends on your face. His previous colleagues will not treat him too badly. At worst, the treatment cycle will be delayed. If it lasts a little longer, you should come up with the treatment plan, what do you think?" Drug farmer Lao Pei felt sorry for Bian Mu. In his opinion, it was nothing more than spending more time and spending more money, as long as the treatment was not delayed.

"Thanks to your prompt treatment and the use of top-grade medicine, he escaped the disaster. What I'm doing now is the same as yours. The most important thing right now is to catch up on the jet lag. As for hurting yourself, you don't have to worry about it. The little internal energy I have has been exhausted even though I haven’t used it up much. If we take a slow approach, I’ll probably sweat a little bit at most, what do you think?”

After lowering his head and thinking about it, the medicine farmer Pei was happy.

"That's right! You haven't really practiced internal kung fu, so how can you get the inner strength to do whatever you want? That's good! Don't be anxious, take your time!" After that, Lao Pei stepped forward and helped him. Mu began to disinfect.

Golden needles are soft, and the acupuncturist must have extremely high needle-punching skills to turn softness into hardness. Either driven by internal strength or driven by extremely skilled techniques, they can ultimately achieve the miraculous effect of turning decay into magic.

Bian Mu has both, all he has to do is be patient.

It took more than twenty minutes to complete the injection.

The second injection was much better and was completed in less than a quarter of an hour.

The drug farmer Lao Pei did not let Bian Mu continue to take the third injection, but insisted that Bian Mu rest for a while and drink some good camellia to calm his mind.

Ten minutes later, Bian Mu concentratedly inserted a long golden needle into the "Xuanshu point" on the back of the road maintenance worker. This needle is very particular and is called "Jinbodu" in the industry. This acupuncture method has twists and turns, and finally... It tests the wrist strength and the feminine strength of the arm of the acupuncturist. Bian Mu usually practices hard on the pig skin when he has free time. Now he doesn't feel how strenuous it is.

Although the medicine farmer Lao Pei was not capable of such advanced acupuncture, he still understood "Jinbodu". When he saw that Bian Mu didn't have any trouble, he started the "acupuncture". He secretly said that he was surprised, and Lao Pei believed that Bian Mu would definitely do it in the future. Become a great weapon.

The road maintenance worker was very obedient. As long as there was any special reaction during the acupuncture process, he would immediately report it loudly. Bian Mu remembered it one by one and constantly adjusted the method of acupuncture according to actual changes at any time...

It would take at least two hours to wake up from the injection. Bian Mu breathed a sigh of relief and covered the road maintenance worker with a towel while he went to drink tea with Lao Pei.

After a while, the drug farmer Lao Pei went out to invite the road maintenance worker's wife back to the bedroom to accompany the road maintenance worker, and told her not to let the road maintenance worker sleep too deeply. This was to prevent accidental stroke.

Later, Lao Pei invited the road maintenance worker's son to go to the kitchen and wash a lot of fruits, put together a fruit plate and brought it into the living room, where the three of them sat and chatted about the world.

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Just after eleven o'clock, Bian Muding's cell phone alarm rang.

Bian Mu got up and went to the bedroom to remove the golden needles one by one. After disinfecting them, he carefully put them into a purple lacquer box. Fearing that Lao Pei would be uneasy, Bian Mu specifically asked Lao Pei to take his pulse.

Lao Pei sat there and stretched out his hand to touch Bian Mu's left wrist. He lifted it lightly and pressed it hard. Bian Mu immediately realized that Lao Pei, a herbalist, was still above Kuang Yiheng in basic diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine. .

"Yeah! You are really smart. You managed to save a lot of time for treatment without getting hurt. I admire you!" Medicine farmer Lao Pei praised him sincerely.

"You're welcome! Let's go over and take a look. He should be able to roll over and get down to the ground." As he spoke, Bian Mu accompanied the drug farmer Lao Pei back to the bedroom again and encouraged the road maintenance worker to try to roll over and stretch his muscles.

Bian Mu and Lao Pei knew in their hearts that after these few injections, they would either be able to walk immediately, or they would have missed the best time for treatment. What would happen next would have to be left to fate.