Practicing business and practicing medicine

The big migrant worker brother's injuries were complex. Even if he was given the simplest emergency treatment, it would be enough for Bian Mu to work hard for a while.

After Ms. Wen left, Bian Mu turned around and came to the disposal chair. He reached out and grabbed the left wrist of the big migrant worker and took a "suspended pulse".

"After all, you are still young! You have strong vitality and blood, and you don't have any underlying diseases. Although you are a bit dishy, ​​your overall physiological function is still quite strong. The blood vessels are gradually opening up. The middle finger, ring finger, and those double socket joints and trochlear joints may really be able to be preserved. You can live with it." Thinking of this, Bian Mu gently put the big migrant worker's left wrist back to its original place.

At this moment, the expression on the face of the big migrant worker looked very unnatural. There were several layers of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Several veins on his neck were slightly bulging. He looked very tired.

Very rare! The big migrant worker has a strong will. He has endured this without saying a word. He has been engaged in hard physical labor for many years. Psychologically and physically, people of this class, especially the younger ones, have a very strong ability to withstand pain. , from a certain perspective, this can be regarded as an unexpected wealth given to them by God.

By grasping this characteristic, Chinese medicine can do a lot.

Bian Mu is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, so he naturally knows how difficult it is.

Fan Sanqiao and the little migrant worker had no idea.

"There are no patients here now. If you feel uncomfortable, it doesn't matter if you make some noise. You can yell as many times as you like!" Bian smiled and comforted the big man, understanding that life was not easy for the migrant workers.

"It's okay! I can still bear it now. I'm just guessing. The more uncomfortable I am, it proves that your injections and medicines are working. Otherwise, if it is not painful or itchy, I will be even worse. Right?" The big migrant worker was not bad at all, and he guessed a few things with a smile.

"That's right! That's the truth. If all patients are as reasonable as you, my little life will be much better in the future. If I can endure it for a while, I can get the injection!" A few words of comfort to the big migrant worker, Bian Mu turned around and sat back at his desk, typing the big man's condition summary into the computer.

After finishing the work at hand, Bian Mu felt a little hungry, so he took out a few snacks from the corner cabinet and gave them to Fan Sanqiao and the three of them, and then gave each of them a box of pure milk.

With snacks in his mouth, his attention was somewhat diverted, and the big migrant worker felt much better.

While everyone was eating, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the clinic door.

"Doctor Bian! I haven't seen you for a while, but you still look good. I'm jealous!" As soon as he stepped through the door, one of the visitors greeted Bian Mu politely.

"Ouch! Mr. Chen! Hello, this way, please!" As he spoke, Bian Mu stood up and politely moved Chen Yueqing, the chairman of "Antai" Company, to the sofa area where guests were seated and took a seat.

Next to Chen Yueqing was a young man in his twenties, about 1.8 meters tall, with a crew cut, wearing a white short-sleeved upper body, a purple tie, black trousers with straight trousers seam, big eyes and sharp eyes. , exuding a capable and capable temperament all over his body.

The young and strong man held a large rectangular paper box about 1.5 meters tall with both hands. It was antique and he didn't know what was inside.

Bian Mu asked the man to sit down next to him. The man bowed slightly to Bian Mu, walked straight to the coffee table, and placed the square cardboard box in his hand neatly on the side of the coffee table.

Chen Yueqing didn't say much and nodded lightly to the man.

The man bowed to Chen Yueqing and Bian Mu, turned around and walked away.

"Is this your new driver?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Well! How could I still keep that boy when he maliciously attacked Mr. Fan last time? I quit! He was sent to work in a workshop. Generally speaking, you can earn more if you work in the workshop than if you follow me all the time. It's much better. It's a great opening for you. Due to folk customs, we can't congratulate you directly. No, I accidentally collected a gadget that you can use here." Chen Yueqing responded with a smile.

"You are too polite... I must declare in advance! I cannot accept anything that is too valuable." As he spoke, a somewhat displeased look suddenly appeared on Bian Mu's face.

Chen Yueqing's eyebrows were empty, and the slight expression on Bian Mu's face could not be hidden from his old falcon-like eyes.

"It's just an old acupuncture bronze figure. Please don't misunderstand me, Doctor Bian." Knowing that Bian Mu was not easy to deal with, Chen Yueqing explained with a smile.

"Oh! It also depends on the age, material, and quality... I dare not accept it if it is too expensive." As he spoke, Bian Mu stood up and walked to the coffee table, opened the packaging box and took a look.

The packaging is cumbersome, with several layers on top of each other.

The acupuncture bronze figure should be about 1.33 meters tall, which was the standard size of the ancients. The patina was looming and it was colorful. Bian Mu stretched out his hands and tried to lift it up and down.

So heavy!

With his arms secretly energized, Bian Mu then easily placed the acupuncture bronze figure horizontally in the middle of the coffee table, walked around the small bronze figure, looked for and turned on the small mechanism, and twisted it gently. After pushing and pulling, the little bronze man was split into two.

"A full-scale replica of the Song Dynasty acupuncture bronze figure. The front and back sides of the chest and back can be opened and closed freely. What material is it made of? Ripe brass? Bronze? Or copper alloy? Looking at this ancient temperament, it is definitely a first-class imitation." I thought. Here, Bian Mu reached out and gently opened the chest accessories of the little copper figure.

There are internal organs installed in the little bronze man. After taking a closer look, Bian Mu found that the workmanship inside was exquisite and professional. The heart, lungs, liver, kidneys... every organ was made without missing a thing. Not only that, but those The organs look like they can be easily disassembled, and the workmanship is definitely the work of professional master craftsmen.

Bian Mu gently reset the copper parts on his chest and locked the locks one by one.

"Is this an imitation of the one from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Good eyesight! There are only a few handmade masterpieces from the early years of the Republic of China at home and abroad. Isn't there an infirmary there! The one you went to was given by a friend on the day of its official completion. It was put in our hands. Except It's useless for attracting dust. If you put it here, its value will double immediately, haha..." Chen Yueqing really knows how to talk.

"This... let me borrow it temporarily. I will return it to you when the time comes."

"Haha... It's up to you! As long as you're happy."

"Is your appetite almost restored? Let me take your pulse." As he spoke, Bian Mu placed the small bronze acupuncture figures.

"Hmm...it's okay, but...has your urination frequency doubled recently?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Doctor Bian's pulse is really good. That's right. It's fine during the day. Anyway, there aren't many opportunities for business trips recently. It's just that it's late at night, which somewhat affects sleep." Chen Yueqing responded with a smile.

"This is easy to handle!" As he spoke, Bian Mu wrote two prescriptions to Chen Yueqing on the computer.

Atractylodes 9g, Amomum villosum 9g, Zhishi (stir-fried with bran) 20g, Atractylodes macrocephala (soaked in rice, stir-fried) 20g, Hawthorn (charred) 12g

"This one is for you to use when steaming steamed buns. This kind of buns is a kind of medicinal diet. It tastes much better than taking medicine. It strengthens the stomach, improves qi, and helps digestion. This one is for treating frequent urination. It's simple. It's a few A slice of ginger will do the trick." After that, Bian Mu handed the two prescriptions to Chen Yueqing.