Practicing business and practicing medicine

According to common sense, for an ancient person who has been paralyzed in bed for many years, due to exhaustion of vitality and gastric qi, in most cases, the pulse should show the three characteristics of "no stomach, no spirit, and no root".

The so-called "no stomach" means that the doctor's fingers cannot feel the presence of stomach qi in the patient's body, or there is a serious lack of stomach qi; "no spirit" means that the doctor's fingers cannot find much 'jing', 'qi', or 'qi' in the pulse. 'Shen', the pulse has no tension; it has no roots, and the vitality is scattered. The pulse will gradually disappear when the doctor presses it with his finger, and you can feel it again later. No pulse".

If you reach out and take it, you will see that the pulse shape should be scattered, the pulse path is disorganized, the pulse is weak and weak, and has no roots.

Sima Kui's pulse condition was not like this.

After repeated attempts many times, Bian Mu gradually realized that Sima Kui was really not simple.

Sima Kui's pulse felt like typing on the keyboard of a laptop. Although it was a little weak and weak, the rhythm was very steady, like the feeling of wind on the water. From the beginning to the end, the pulse was quite regular.

It is obvious that Sima Kui is extremely strong inside.

From his pulse, he could not feel the slightest fear of death coming at any time, nor could he touch the obvious despair caused by long-term extreme loneliness. On the contrary, Sima Kui calmly accepted the miserable and bleak life at present. destination.

As long as there was still breath left, he tried to let it breathe evenly.

Such magnanimity!

Unique!

Bian Mu couldn't help but respect the dry old man in front of him.

"Brother Qiangzi! How many meals does the old man usually eat?" Bian Mu asked casually.

"Three meals! My father asked me to ask the people here to arrange it like this. We can't stay by his side at ordinary times. We really don't know how many times the people here are fed a day. There is no installation in this house. It’s no use asking about the surveillance cameras. They told me exactly how to feed them on time, three meals a day, and occasionally juice. Anyway, I don’t really believe them.” Sanqiangzi replied with a smile.

"fluid food?"

"Yes, the old man's swallowing function has deteriorated so much that he will choke and cough if he feeds directly. If it doesn't work, it will get into his lungs and he will get pneumonia. His life will be completely sealed here."

"In addition to normal daily food, fruits, and vegetable juices, are there other things in what the old man eats?"

"Something else, oh! How could I forget this?" As he spoke, the three strong men took out a medium-sized porcelain bottle from his pocket.

"You are an expert, open it and smell it." As he spoke, Sanqiangzi handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Bian Mu.

When I poured it into the palm of my hand, I saw that it was a kind of pill, water honey pill, small particles of Chinese patent medicine.

Bian Muxin picked up one and put it under his nose and smelled it, eh! Good medicine!

"Ginseng, Atractylodes, Poria, Angelicae Sinensis, Polygala, Schisandra chinensis, Astragalus, Tangerine Peel... Did your father prepare it?"

"Good guy! You are really good at 'tasting herbs'! Just by smelling it, you can identify the ingredients inside it one by one? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't have believed it!"

"Excellent! This medicine is most likely a simplified version of the 'Ginseng Yangrong Pill'. Many of the ingredients in the prescription have been omitted. Did your father prescribe it?"

"Yes, I took the prescription and found it in a pharmacy. Every once in a while, I would come over and deliver a bottle. My father said that Uncle Kui couldn't live without this thing." Sanqiangzi explained with a smile.

"I understand! No wonder the old man's pulse condition is much better than I thought. It's thanks to your father and son's care. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to survive this moment. It seems that everything happens for a reason!" After that, Bian Mu stretched out his hand. Put it into the cup and take out a small wooden box.

Opening the small wooden box, Bian Mu took out a shining golden acupuncture needle and handed it to the three strongmen.

"Rolling Dragon Golden Needle? Yours?" Sanqiangzi asked with surprise.

"You know the truth! You still don't admit it when I say that you and your son are hiding dragons and crouching tigers, haha... Let's take a step to talk about something?" As he spoke, Bian Mu glanced at Sima Kui who was lying on the bed.

As the saying goes, a wise man is no better than a bachelor. From the beginning, the three strongmen guessed that Bian Mu's motive for visiting Sima Kui was definitely not simple. He couldn't ask openly. As a friend, the most he could do was wait for Bian Mu to tell him. come out.

"Let's go! Go out and have a smoke!" As he spoke, the three strongmen walked out of the room first.

The two of them each lit a cigarette. Bian Mu was worried that Sima Kui had not lost his hearing, so he continued to walk forward for a while while joking.

The three strongmen immediately understood and followed closely without saying anything.

Seeing that he was already some distance away from the ward, Bian Mu smiled and said, "Brother Qiangzi, have you heard of the 'Fire Needle'?"

"I know, my dad often gives himself 'fire needles'. At first, I was frightened, but then I got tired. What? How many 'fire needles' are you going to give Uncle Kui?"

"Yes! The old man's left hand and left arm were pierced, but the treatment was on his right hand and right arm. Then, the old man will be able to write with a pen in 80% chance."

"Really? You want to have a 'pen-talk' with him about something." Sanqiangzi was definitely very smart. As soon as Bian Mu spoke, he guessed Bian Mu's intention.

"Yes! He trusts you. After the old man's right hand recovers the writing function, please talk to him. Just say that I want to give him a 'Ziwu Liuzhu' injection, but I only know a little bit about it. You can find a way to persuade him." He, persuade him to teach me the secret of the 'Ziwu Liuzhu' acupuncture technique he has mastered. I have mastered the new technique, and he, it is possible to partially restore body functions, a win-win situation for everyone, do you think it will work?" Bian Mu He explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the three strongmen couldn't help but frowned.

"Although we don't usually interact much, you are my father's savior. I have always regarded you as a gentleman and one of my own. Why are you a little abnormal today? Isn't this like your usual style? Why do I feel that you are threatening Uncle Kui? Even if he is paralyzed in bed, we can't bully him, right?!" San Qiangzi questioned a few words in a calm tone.

"To say it's a threat is an overstatement. At most it's just a business deal, a deal." As he spoke, Bian Mu told the story of how he had met Guan Yuelin and how he would be able to cure him after a while.

The three qiangzi quietly listened to the past and current situation of Guan Yuelin, and did not speak for a long time.

"Are you sure he fell into a 'close the door and lock the door' kind of plot?!"

"affim!"

"No wonder... I heard my father tell me about the secret recipe several times. At that time, my father also scolded Uncle Cao, saying that he forgot his ancestors because of money, and even lost his face for money. I really didn't know that Uncle Kui was also involved in this matter. It seems... the water is quite deep here! We are living well, why do we have to rush through this muddy water?"

"For nothing else, I just want to take this opportunity to learn the whole set of 'Ziwu Liu Zhu' acupuncture. We have always had a good relationship. I can't hide anything I have from you. It's okay! You have to think that I am bullying the old man. , then just pretend that I didn’t say, I’ll do the ‘Fire Needle’, I can help a little bit, a doctor is kind, I still have this professional ethics.”

Sanqiangzi frowned and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, San Qiangzi said with a calm expression: "You are a genius in Chinese medicine and a good character. Today, for no other reason than to prevent that set of acupuncture techniques from being lost, I will help you, not to mention that our family owes a lot." You are so generous, even if you step back and Uncle Kui can really recover, it is better than just lying there and suffering! Let’s go! I’ll negotiate with him!”

Bian Mu smiled and said nothing. He just cupped his hands to the three strong men, and the two of them walked towards the ward one after another.