Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu tried to use the "Tiantianliang" acupuncture technique to regulate the state of Qi in the patient's body, thereby guiding the poisonous and external evil Qi accumulated in the patient's body to the vicinity of the chest. The patient Zhu Dingding had been unconscious for some days, so naturally he could not speak. Regarding the efficacy of acupuncture, it is still unknown whether the acupuncture technique used by Bian Mu is effective.

In fact, since it was a consultation, Bian Mu could ask Qi Shangqi to help him feel Zhu Dingding's pulse.

Bian Mu believes that with Qi Shangqi's skills, he should be able to trace whether and how the patient's internal energy has changed by taking the pulse. If the two of them can work together, Bian Mu won't have to stand there and guess riddles.

After meeting by chance, Bian Mu was thin-skinned. After thinking about it, he still didn't have the nerve to speak.

As a result, the uncertainty about the efficacy of Bianmuza acupuncture has naturally increased a lot.

After all, the patients he usually comes into contact with are limited. Bian Mu has been practicing acupuncture techniques on himself. He has basically mastered the moderately difficult acupuncture techniques such as "Tianliang" and "Burning Mountain Fire". However, the success rate is It has not been able to break through 40%.

Qi Shangqi's sudden change in attitude directly caused the onlookers to become a little preconceived. In addition, Bian Mu's acupuncture technique was indeed very professional. An expert would know the depth of it after just a quick glance.

Everyone, including Qi Shangqi, seriously overestimated Bian Mu's acupuncture skills.

About a quarter of an hour later, Bian Mu finally closed the needle and threw out the last steel needle. Bian Mu immediately took Zhu Dingding's pulse.

"Being in bed all day long, I guess his wife won't ask a doctor from the rehabilitation department to come over and rejuvenate her blood vessels. I just took three injections. Although the balance of Qi has changed somewhat, the intensity is still not enough!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

The head nurse was very capable. Under the guidance of Qi Shangqi, she and two older nurses sat in three directions and constantly adjusted the positions of the charcoal brazier to avoid injuring the patient.

Putting down Zhu Dingding's wrist, Bian Mu walked to the end of the woodworking board, stretched out his right hand to explore the patient's breath.

"The power of the Qi machine is still not enough! No! Let's try moxibustion once!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu walked to the processing table, cut three pieces of ginger with the blade of a scalpel, and then cut three pieces of moxa with surgical scissors. The strips and ginger slices were placed on the three acupuncture points of 'Zhiyang', 'Lingtai' and 'Shinto' respectively. Bian Mu took out a lighter, lit the head of the three moxa sticks and placed it on the ginger slices and let it burn slowly.

The quality of the moxa is quite good, and the moxibustion smoke floats up but does not choke the nose at all.

Bian Mu waved the kind-faced little nurse over and gave him a few words.

"Thank you, please stay by the side. If you feel that the ginger slice is almost dry, give him a new one. Be careful not to hurt him. The moxa here is of good quality. It won't take long for it to be almost burned. If it looks like it, give it to him. Put it on again."

"I know! I've been in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine before, so I know how to do this!"

"Really? That's great! Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard work!" As she spoke, the nurse stared at the patient's back, picked up the surgical scissors and began to cut the moxa strips.

Then, Bian Mu walked to Qi Shangqi and said politely in a consultative tone: "Old Qi! Can I borrow two golden needles from you?"

Qi Shangqi's acupuncture skills are famous all over the world. Many details of acupuncture have been known to everyone for a long time. Qi's golden needle has long been spread to every household.

Qi Shangqi nodded lightly and said nothing. He turned to a male disciple and said, "Thank you! Give my needle box to Doctor Bian."

After thanking her continuously, Bian Mu selected two glittering acupuncture needles from the box. These are specially customized needles with light and soft materials and special sizes. Even the most common needle insertions cannot be done without any effort on the hands. arrive.

At the "Yongquan point" on the sole of the foot, one needle was inserted into each of the left and right feet. This time, Bian Mu used the "burning mountain fire" acupuncture technique. The gold needle was soft, and the needle speed of this acupuncture method was extremely slow. After twenty After several minutes, Bian Mu finally stopped.

Seeing that Bian Mu's head was covered in sweat, an older female nurse quickly fetched a new towel and handed it to Bian Mu.

"Doctor Bian! Be careful! You're sweating!"

"Thank you!" As he spoke, Bian Mu took the towel and wiped the sweat from his head, then stuffed the towel into his trouser pocket.

Bian Mu did this as a way of respecting the nurses. When the new towel was stained, he took it back and washed it himself and kept it for his own use in the office.

After struggling like this for a long time, Bian Mu felt that he had consumed at least one-third of his physical strength.

Bite your teeth! Try to win Zhu Dingding in one go.

Taking his pulse again, Bian Mu felt that the time was almost up.

"Head nurse! Thank you for your hard work, the charcoal brazier can be removed!" Bian Muchong said to the head nurse.

"Okay! Doctor Bian, do you want to put out the charcoal fire as well?"

"Okay! Thank you everyone!" After saying that, Bian Mu walked to the patient Zhu Dingding, and with the help of the nurse, removed all the remaining moxa sticks.

The little nurse seemed to know what kind of treatment Bian Mu was going to do next, and without asking any questions, she used physiological saline to douse all the remaining moxa sticks and threw them into the trash can.

Taking a deep breath, Bian Mu took out his hands to perform the "open door" hand gesture, and started to massage from bottom to top with the strength of the thenar part of his palms. Qi Shangqi's massage skills were mediocre, and he couldn't care much at this time. He walked to Beside Bian Mu, he looked at it carefully for a long time. He wanted to see what was so special about Bian Mu's "pushing blood through the palace" technique.

Ten minutes later, Qi Shangqi was surprised to find that the "pushing blood through the palace" technique used by Bian Mu might be the best massage technique in the true sense.

"Compared with the exquisite techniques he used, the one we usually use can only be regarded as a tickling massage. It's really shameful!" Thinking of this, Qi Shangqi gradually realized that his teacher Luo Ziyi had hidden more than the six unique skills of traditional Chinese medicine during his lifetime. It’s 20 to 30%!

Suddenly, Qi Shangqi felt a little discouraged...

Other doctors onlookers have always looked down upon traditional Chinese massage, thinking that it is just a simple physical activity. They can't tell whether Bian Mu's technique is exquisite or clumsy.

The same goes for Ouyang Ziye.

After pushing until he was exhausted, Bian Mu stopped.

He casually took the thin quilt and gently covered the patient Zhu Dingding. Bian Mu found a seat and sat there, closing his eyes and recuperating.

No one said anything, just sitting or standing waiting.

At this moment, Qi Shangqi was busy recalling his past experiences with his mentor Luo Ziyi. He had long been indifferent to the extent of Zhu Dingding's treatment.

The ward became extremely quiet...

The beautiful female assistant sitting next to Ouyang Ziye raised her eyes and glanced in Bian Mu's direction. Her profile was clear and her features were picturesque.

"Even though he is so young, why does he seem to have the aura of a great master?" The beautiful female assistant thought to herself for a long time.

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As he became more energetic, Bian Mu opened his eyes, stood up, came to the patient Zhu Dingding and took his pulse again.

"The emperor has paid off! It's almost done!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu couldn't help but have a confident smile on his lips.

Bian Mu and the female nurse next to him asked for two towels, folded them and put them on the upper part of Zhu Dingding's back. Everyone saw him gently lift the palm of his right hand up, and then put it on the towels lightly and not heavily. Give it a slap.

"Ba...ba...ba..." Bian Mu only slapped with his right hand, and the rhythm gradually increased.

Others didn't quite understand, but Qi Shangqi listened for a while and realized that Bian Mu had not only practiced Kung Fu, but his skills might even be above those of professional warriors.

Suddenly, everyone heard a soft sound of "Wow..." and Zhu Dingding finally vomited...

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The follow-up treatment would be much simpler. Changing wards, inhaling oxygen, rotating fluids...then it would not be left to Bian Mu.

"Doctor Bian! It's been more than two hours since dinner. I know a pretty good restaurant. Your physical strength is quite exhausted. We have to make up for it quickly!" As he spoke, Qi Shangqi casually followed the hospital. Doctor Zhao said hello, waved to Ouyang Ziye, and accompanied Bian Mu towards the elevator entrance surrounded by a group of disciples.

Whether the "Golden Needle Crossing the Sea" was used or not, if not, Qi Shangqi really didn't know what happened specifically. Taking advantage of the opportunity to treat guests to dinner, he had to ask Bian Mu for advice in private.