Practicing business and practicing medicine

Back at the clinic, Bian Mu still pulled out the folding bed on the first floor to prepare for a lunch break.

Mr. Fan walked to the bed and reminded a few words with a smile: "Miss Qi's idea is very good, but... from our technical point of view, in terms of software matching alone, the so-called instant clear imaging technology is terrible. It’s difficult to achieve, I haven’t touched that area for a long time, and I don’t know how advanced the technology of my colleagues in the industry is now, but since I have heard about it, I personally think I should remind you.”

"Oh! Does this mean that Miss Qi doesn't need to bid with that southern company?" Bian Mu asked in surprise.

"Absolutely! From the perspective of software programming, I personally think that considering the current hardware and software conditions, it is impossible to record in all directions without blind spots. The blurred blind spots have at least 20% technical blind spots. Of course, this It’s just my intuition. If domestic and overseas software and hardware technology have made astonishing lightning-level progress in recent times, I can only look back and sigh!" Mr. Fan told the truth.

"I probably understand. I'll think about it later and see if I need to remind her."

"Okay, then I'll go upstairs and rest."

"Well! Good afternoon!"

"Good afternoon!" After saying that, Mr. Fan went upstairs to take a lunch break along the spiral staircase.

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The next morning, at 9:20, it was the single dormitory on the top floor of the library of "Liu Shunrong" Pharmaceutical Company.

Bian Mu was trying to figure out a controversial Chinese medicine prescription when his cell phone rang.

Qi Yuewei’s phone number.

"I've arrived at the West Point Gate. Is it convenient for me to travel now?"

"Convenient! Please wait!" After saying that, Bian Mu changed his clothes, simply packed up, locked the door and went downstairs.

After picking up Bian Mu, Qi Yuewei drove to a large shopping mall in the city center. She paid for some expensive nutritional supplements. One portion was hers and the other portion was Bian Mu's. When checking out, Bian Mu glanced at the account. Order: 3897.50 yuan.

"He's a rich man after all! It's different when he takes action." Bian Mu thought to himself.

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Department 3 of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Medical University.

Bian Mu had contacted Deputy Nurse Wang in advance. When the two of them walked to the gate of the third hospital department, they saw Deputy Nurse Wang respectfully waiting near the gate in casual clothes. Behind her, there was also Standing was the shrewd and capable female director of the office of "Huikang" Hospital. Next to her, stood a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance, in his thirties, whose identity was unknown.

"I didn't expect you to come so soon. Thank you, thank you! After all, you are still one of our own." The female director of the hospital office said hello to Bian Mu first.

"Look at how polite you are. Dean Feng can be regarded as my senior teacher. I should be the disciple today." As he spoke, Bian Mu handed the gift box in his hand to Deputy Nurse Wang.

Afterwards, Bian Mu took the rest of the gift boxes from Qi Yuewei and introduced her to the female director of the hospital office and deputy nurse Wang.

After exchanging pleasantries, the female director of the courtyard introduced the middle-aged man to Bian Mu and Qi Yuewei.

"This is Director Shen, Dean Feng's attending doctor. What's going on with Mr. Feng? He is the most authoritative. From now on, we will all be acquaintances. It's better to be as close as possible." The female director of the hospital office did not show any concern at all. .

Everyone in Lijin didn't know the name of the Qi family. As they spoke, the female director of the hospital office and the three of them were naturally extremely polite to Qi Yuewei.

The group came to the ninth floor, Ward 916, which is a single-room sunny ward.

The five people walked into the ward and saw a middle-aged female nurse sitting inside. Two young female nurses were taking care of a non-invasive ventilator. Seeing Director Shen enter the door in casual clothes, the two young female nurses hurriedly left. He went to the side and bowed to Director Shen and nodded.

The female nurse was very discerning. She bowed to Director Shen, put on disposable PE gloves, briefly arranged the medical garbage bags under the bed, and went out to throw away the garbage.

"At the request of the family, we transferred Dean Feng to the general ward here around eight o'clock last night. Doctor Bian, please take a look at it. Is there any glimmer of hope..." As he spoke, the hospital manager The female director made the necessary briefing on the current situation of the Feng family.

Bian Mu and others only listened and did not speak.

Bian Mu and Qi Yuewei looked at each other, and they both had similar thoughts: "Look at this attitude, is the old Feng family ready to give up treatment?"

Director Shen looked very easy-going, smiling and didn't talk much. There was no discernible expression on his face. Bian Mu guessed that this Director Shen should be a very well-known person.

"Director Shen! I'm sorry, we are here today purely at the request of the patient's family. Please forgive me for any lack of etiquette!" Bian Mu still had to pay attention to the necessary etiquette.

"We are not outsiders. Doctor Bian doesn't need to mind. I am also a member of Xiaobailou. Speaking of which, we are all our own people. I met you twice there a few months ago. Everyone was busy, so I didn't have time to say hello." ." Director Shen's words were quite honest.

"Ouch! Disrespect, disrespect! When it comes to this, you are still my senior brother!" As he spoke, Bian Mu quickly saluted Director Shen.

"You're welcome, you're welcome! Doctor Bian, please!" Director Shen really didn't say a word without saying any nonsense.

"I'm sorry, little brother!" After saying that, Bian Mu sat on the bedside and took Feng Lezhang's pulse.

Everyone knew that taking Bianmu's pulse was time-consuming, so as the landlord, Director Shen greeted everyone to sit down, and everyone sat quietly in different places waiting for Bianmu's diagnosis results.

Except for Bian Mu, everyone felt that Feng Lezhang was hopeless, so Bian Mu came over to do some hospice care.

Qi Yuewei's thoughts were similar to everyone else's. She felt that her trip today was probably in vain.

…

"Director Shen! Can I see your past medical records?" Bian Mu stood up and said a few polite words to Director Shen.

Upon hearing this, Director Shen felt a little surprised.

"We have already reached this point, what does he mean?! Could it be that... there is still hope?! How is it possible? Although I am the director of Western medicine, my training in Chinese medicine is no worse than that of my colleagues in Chinese medicine. No matter how brilliant his medical skills are, , his age is showing off, what? He really has the ability to bring the dead back to life?! What the hell!" Director Shen was quite surprised in his heart.

"As I said... If there is any inconvenience, it's all our own! Xiao Liu, please adjust the patient's medical record, right away!" Director Shen ordered to a young female nurse.

"Let's go now!" After saying that, the young female nurse quickly left the ward to get medical records.

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Bian Mu read the medical records very carefully. Time passed by minute by minute. Everyone had their own thoughts and stared at Bian Mu intently from time to time, as if they were looking at a monster.

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"Director Shen! I want to give Dean Feng some medicine. However, due to my limited ability, there are some technical details... I can't do it myself. Let's discuss it. Should we invite Teacher Huang Boxi for consultation?" Bian Mu These few words came suddenly.

Hearing this, everyone present was surprised.

The female director of the hospital office was thinking quickly and said something before Director Shen: "Doctor Bian! You discuss it with Director Shen first, and I will ask the driver to pick up Mr. Huang right away."

Without waiting for anyone to reply, the female director of the hospital office hurried out and walked away.

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When Huang Boxi walked in, Bian Mu was sitting on the bedside table, drawing sketches and explaining something to Director Shen. Director Shen didn't say a single unnecessary word, sometimes he nodded lightly, sometimes he frowned, he was easy-going for good or bad. Don't take a stand.