Practicing business and practicing medicine

Perhaps because of his relatively humble background, and before he had fully mastered his medical skills, out of instinct for self-protection, Bian Mu had been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding those patients who were either rich or noble, no matter how they entered his medical practice. In principle, Bian Mu would give in if he could, and hide if he could.

From time to time, Bian Mu would secretly warn himself: No matter how brilliant the master of traditional Chinese medicine is, there are diseases that cannot be cured.

What's more, his business is not perfect, many technical barriers have not been broken through, and all aspects of relationships have not been completely straightened out... If that guy makes an obvious medical mistake or even a medical accident, he will not be able to survive most of his life? ! How was it? !

In Bian Mu's view, this is a natural avoidance of conflicts between doctors and patients.

Bian Mu is afraid of revenge.

If an ordinary patient picks on the attending doctor and becomes furious, the worst he can do is come to the door with a kitchen knife and stab someone. For Bian Mu, that is really not a problem. As long as he is given 6 seconds to counterattack, he can immediately change the situation of the battle. .

How can a doctor, a messenger from God, be able to cut off at will? !

In a legal society, what if people are killed? ! Don’t you have to face legal consequences? !

The end of the world, the end of the world, where are you going? !

Bian Mu is not afraid of this.

However, if you accidentally offend those who are either rich or noble, you will be in trouble! ! !

Your medical qualifications will soon be questioned, and the clinic will have to close for rectification, right? ! Do the relevant qualifications and procedures need to be reviewed? ! What to do about livelihood? What about rent?

Who cares about you? !

What’s even more powerful is yet to come!

Media, all kinds of media, media you have never dreamed of, even a small self-media anchor, regardless of gender, young or old, as long as you find an entry point that is hot enough and targeted enough, you can do it in minutes Let Bian Mu be ruined and ruined forever!

If you say you're not afraid, that's true.

Once a young Chinese medicine doctor loses his reputation, he will never be able to turn around again in his life.

If Bian Mu wants to survive, he has no choice but to change his career.

For Bian Mu, would that be more uncomfortable than killing him and living the rest of his life like a walking zombie? ! No soul, no pursuit, no fun... life is simply worse than death.

This kind of revenge is much more complicated and more powerful than chopping with a knife and an ax. If Bian Mu is directly "formatted" completely, what's the difference between that and death? ! Feeling like falling into purgatory...

Every time I think of this, Bian Mu's back immediately becomes sweaty...

To avoid getting to that point, Bian Mu must not gradually forget the fundamentals of medical practice because of his greed for fame and fortune.

From this, Bian Mu was full of awe for the type of patients who were either rich or noble. He would never take the initiative to treat that type of patients unless he had to.

Qi Yuewei's so-called half-brother is a typical patient of this type.

Needless to say, Bian Mu simply chose to stay away from him.

…

The next morning, at eight o'clock sharp, the sun was rising and the wind was calm.

"Bian's Clinic", Mr. Fan had cleaned the area near the door early, and Bian Mu wiped the door and window glass casually. No matter where he went, Bian Mu enjoyed the bright and clean texture of the windows.

The clinic is open for business as usual.

I had just washed the rag and hung it on the drying rack when my phone rang.

Bian Mu's cell phone.

The call was from Dr. Yue.

"In the past few days, have you recommended an important patient to Mr. Cen, Cen Songxue? Do you remember?" As soon as the phone was connected, Dr. Yue couldn't wait to ask several questions.

"That's true. The man's surname is Shi. Can you identify him?" Bian Mu didn't take it seriously and responded casually.

"That's right! It's him, the half-brother of the eldest daughter of the Qi family. Why are you still getting involved with them?" On the other end of the phone, Doctor Yue seemed to be carrying some kind of emotion. In a hurry, Bian Mu didn't care. Analyze what kind of subtle emotion it is.

"It's just a normal consultation between friends. Aren't I afraid of taking unnecessary responsibilities? I just passed it on to Teacher Cen. What's going on? What happened?" Realizing that something might be wrong, Bian Mu quickly asked.

"The old man is scolding you! He said you were evading the important and took the easy, throwing a troublemaker at his place and threatening to ban you!"

"Ah?! As for that! As a junior, it is normal to recommend patients who are unsure to higher-level medical institutions or individuals in a timely manner. Why are you scolding the master? And banning me? Haha...forget it Last time, this is the second time, I’m tired!”

"Are you not sure? Really? Why do I not believe it so much?" On the phone, Dr. Yue suspected that Bian Mu was playing tricks on her.

"You know best about the small clinic. The medical conditions are limited and there are no nurses inside or outside. What if Mr. Shi has an accident during the treatment? What should I do?! Will it be opened? Will it be closed in one month?!" Bian Mu explained with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"That's true. I also heard what my dad said. He said that Mr. Cen exploded at that time! He said you were too mean."

"What's going on?" Bian Mu asked.

"It seems... during the treatment process, the patient named Shi suddenly stopped bleeding, which made the old man very busy. It took him more than an hour to stop the bleeding, and then it took another three or four hours to find the root cause of the disease. The old man was so tired that he couldn't stop bleeding. It's all sweaty, and all the doctors and nurses nearby saw it, and they cursed you to die!"

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was actually happy.

"Why are you laughing? Don't tell me that you really think the old man just said something casually. He will deliberately block you for six weeks at most. Do you believe it?" On the other end of the phone, Dr. Yue lost his temper and warned. Say a few words.

"Believe it! Absolutely believe it! But... with the medical products provided by the old man, it won't be like the dirty and dark things popular among Feng Lezhang and Vice President Cui, right?" On the phone, Bian Mujue looked at Cen Songxue's people. In terms of character and reputation, the old man shouldn't be able to do the nasty things that some of the senior officials of "Huikang" Hospital did.

"You're smart! My dad said the same thing. He said... If you find an excuse another day, you can accompany him and bring some gifts. Take this opportunity to get to know the old gentleman. If you're lucky, the old man might actually accept you. As a registered disciple, you know that in your field of Chinese medicine, 'choosing a master' is almost half the battle."

"This... let's talk about it again! If your father really has a particularly suitable time, I should really pay a visit to Teacher Cen, which can be regarded as a visit to the four directions! If it is specifically to ease the relationship between me and the old man... then forget it."

"That's all for later. Tell me, the person named Shi may suddenly suffer from massive bleeding. Do you have any plan in advance?"

"There are a few, but from the beginning to the end, I have never seen the person named Shi. The whole process was completely in a 'blind diagnosis' state. Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for me to predict the bleeding status." Phone call Here, Bian Mu tells the truth.

"When you say that, I feel much better. Let me just say it! You are not that kind of person at all. Come on! I have a patient here. Let's talk again! Go to Xiaobailou a few times if you have nothing to do. Some people , we must interact, you know?”

"I understand, I understand! I'm sorry for your trouble, see you later!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.