Practicing business and practicing medicine

A vice president of the company where the patient surnamed Song worked was about to ask what was going on, when the patient surnamed Song suddenly woke up.

"Son of a bitch! Did you drug me?! Vice President Zhao? Why are you here?!" The patient surnamed Song asked in surprise as Yi Gulu turned over from the treatment bed and got off the ground.

Bian Mu found that the patient surnamed Song had an unconcealable panic in his eyes.

"He is indeed a tough-tempered guy! I was really fooled." Bian Mu thought to himself.

The so-called Vice President Zhao glared at the man named Song, turned around and said to Bian Mu in a deep voice: "There must be a suitable explanation for such a massive move, right?!"

Vice President Zhao's eyes were full of doubts, and it could be seen that he was actually very annoyed.

"Please sit down first! Mr. Song is very troublesome. He chases me all over the corridor and beats me. If I don't invite you over, Mr. Song's illness will never be cured!" Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"Then...how is the treatment going?"

"It's more than half healed." Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"You fart..." The patient surnamed Song couldn't help but cursed angrily. Then he realized that he had lost his composure and immediately stopped talking.

Bian Mu ignored him and went straight to Vice President Zhao and the patient's wife to explain patiently.

"Mr. Song was born with a yang-fire constitution, but he also loved fishing in remote to yin waters. Not only that, he didn't like ordinary silver carp, grass carp, carp... He insisted on fishing for those with light fishy smell and meaty texture. Delicious, medium-sized deep-water fish. Over time, yin and yang stimulate each other, and water and fire cannot tolerate each other. A large amount of yin and evil to cold air is slowly input from the Yongquan point and other acupuncture points on the soles of the feet. Mr. Song eats in a high-spirited style, high in oil, High-fat, high-protein, high-alcohol liquor... Ingested in large quantities without restraint. As a result, the stomach fire energy that is difficult to eliminate from Yang sinks all the way and collides with the Yin energy. After many times, it finally accumulates in the calves. Nearby, I can't go up or down, I just hold it there, and the stomach fire energy goes upwards, making Mr. Song very angry, and he will hit people if he disagrees with him."

The patient surnamed Song usually fished a lot of fish to show his respect to Vice President Zhao. After Bian Mu explained this, Vice President Zhao felt that what the young doctor in front of him said was reasonable.

The wife of the patient surnamed Song does housework every day, and she knows better than anyone what kind of fish her husband will bring back at any time. When the young doctor makes an accurate guess, she guesses that her husband will meet a master today.

He is an expert in medical treatment and fishing.

The patient surnamed Song was stunned after hearing this and could not say a word for a long time.

Vice President Zhao is a man who has seen the world, and he never expresses his opinion easily when encountering problems. He knows very well that the young doctor in front of him will not be able to enter this hospital if he does not wait for a while.

"I've already asked him. If you hadn't repeatedly provoked him, he wouldn't have gotten so angry. How can you explain it?" Vice President Zhao questioned calmly.

"There is no way! Taking into account all the available prescription information, suddenly provoking him to anger is the only treatment method at the moment. Mr. Song's blood vessels are blocked in many places. It is a kind of hovering blockage, and there is still a small amount of room for maneuver before and after. Mr. Song is still so young, so this piston-type blockage has not had a major impact on him yet. As time goes by, the upward evil force will eventually gain the upper hand, and the blockage phenomenon will gradually advance to the heart and lungs. Think about it, everyone. , what kind of result will that be?!" After that, Bian Mu said nothing more, leaving some time for people to figure it out for themselves.

After a moment of silence, Vice President Chen was still dubious.

"Is this all your subjective conjecture?! How to prove it?" Vice President Chen questioned.

"The test report you just saw is the kind of clogged plaques that suddenly gathered together, and then Mr. Song spit out the test results of blood stasis and excrement, and the anger grew. It has a development process, and various kinds of problems occurred during this process. Blocking plaques is drawn by anger, reaches the limbs, and finally spits out the mouth. This is the only feasible method at present and the lowest cost. If Mr. Song had a slightly more introverted personality, I would not dare to take this risky move." Bian Mu explained patiently. For a long time.

"That's just a family opinion. How do you prove that you're not being mystical and unconventional?!" Vice President Chen still disagreed and continued to ask.

"You might as well ask Mr. Song how his calf feels?" Bian Mu smiled and glanced at the patient surnamed Song.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the person named Song.

At this time, the patient surnamed Song remembered why he went to the hospital.

He suddenly discovered that the unbearable itching and discomfort in his two calves had long since dissipated without a trace.

However, he was unwilling to admit in public that this was Bian Mu's therapeutic effect. He curled his lips and raised his eyes to the sky, pretending to be dumbfounded.

Fortunately, his lover was a sensible person, so when he turned around and looked at the expression on his face, he understood everything.

"Doctor! It must be effective! What are the arrangements for the follow-up treatment?" The lover named Song knew very well that as long as he could cure the strange disease, it would be better than anything else.

"Your lover is a bit special, so some things must be done in front of others. Otherwise, some things will be difficult to explain clearly in the future. Why don't you go over and help everyone take a look. The discomfort in Mr. Song's calf should have softened by now. The previous stiffness The phenomenon will never happen again. In addition, you might as well try pushing it from bottom to top with the palm of your hand, and interesting phenomena will happen." Bian Mu explained a few words with a smile.

The lover named Song bowed politely to Bian Mu and walked straight towards the one named Song.

The man named Song raised his feet to hide, but was immediately stopped by his lover.

"When did this happen?! Don't be ridiculous!"

Add some brine to the tofu, and one thing will be reduced. The man surnamed Song was somewhat henpecked and reluctantly stood there without moving.

Following Bian Mu's instructions, the lover named Song tried it twice, and Bian Mu basically got everything right.

"Eh?! Doctor! How come the leather flakes have become hard?! Oops! One layer fell off when I pushed, is that okay?!" While trying, his lover named Song asked repeatedly.

"Haha... That's all normal. Just don't get wet within three months." Bian Muren didn't leave the chair, just sat there and gave some instructions.

At this point, Vice President Chen realized that the doctor in front of him was by no means an idle person, and there was no point in staying any longer. He nodded to Bian Mu, and Vice President Chen got up and walked toward the door.

Seeing that Vice President Chen was about to leave, Bian Mu stood up and gave him a gift.

"Vice President Chen, please go slowly! Everyone can go back. We were invited here under special circumstances. Please forgive me for anything wrong! Sister! Just stay. I have to write two prescriptions for Mr. Song. One is Decoction one portion in water and take it internally, and the other portion for external application!" As he spoke, Bian Mu sent everyone out very politely.

The man named Song took the opportunity to sneak into the crowd and ran away.

Little did anyone surnamed Song know that Bian Mu's arrogant and evil temper had been effectively neutralized by Bian Mu's fierce operation.

A few years later, when looking back on the past, people named Song will truly realize how powerful Bian Mu is!

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Bian Mu was the only person left in the consulting room. As night fell and the lights began to turn on, a man named Song wasted countless patients' medical time.

"Miracle Doctor Bian! Still busy! Let's go! I'm treating you!" As he spoke, Qian Xiaotong walked in unsteadily.