Practicing business and practicing medicine

"Xinjuxin" restaurant is a century-old restaurant and its fruit-wood roast duck is world-famous and is one of Lijin's famous local delicacies.

Half a fat duck, stewed sea cucumber with pine mushrooms, crispy hydrangea shrimp, su rong rice tofu, beef rolls, steamed glutinous rice eel cake.

Qian Xiaotong is a gourmet and is very good at ordering dishes. Bian Mu only orders vegetarian dishes to relieve his boredom.

The staple food is pumpkin vegetarian burrito. You can roll in any vegetable and enjoy it. It is a unique delicacy of "Xinjuxin".

"I'm sorry! I scared away most of the patients on my first day at work. I hope I won't cause you any trouble." Mu said sincerely while rolling the roast duck, shredded cucumbers and shredded green onions together with pancakes. apology.

Smiling and shaking his head slightly, Qian Xiaotong replied disapprovingly: "Nothing! Do you know? You have already been on the hot search, and the hospital leaders have seen it. They didn't say anything. Vice President Xie mentioned one thing, the same treatment As a result, can't we change it to a more elegant way? Hey! Are you trying to trick him on purpose?"

"Haha... Am I that kind of person? His Qi system is one of the best in the world. The blood and Qi surface are scattered all over the body. If you use massage method, you have to ask at least three or five experts to help. , due to the innate differences in everyone’s cognition and techniques, it is difficult to keep the same pace. If it is not done well, it will easily have the opposite effect. You also know that Qi is like oil, no matter how good you are at practicing the Six Skills of Traditional Chinese Medicine , can the Qi threads be gathered together without missing anything?!”

"Good guy! It's only been a few years! You've reached the state of divine observation now?! No wonder the professors were very kind to you when you were in school. I still think of the qi machine thing as metaphysics!" Qian Xiao Tong smiled and sighed.

The so-called "Spiritual Observation Realm", also known as "Spiritual Observation Realm", means that when a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine reaches a certain level of medical skills, he can clearly and picturesquely "divinely see" every detail of the patient's qi movement without omitting anything, thereby further improving the quality of life. Improve diagnosis accuracy.

"How can I have that ability? A few days ago, due to other things, I happened to get in touch with Qi Shangqi. I'm afraid he can't even reach that level. Maybe only a god-level master like Nie Yixiong can get a glimpse of it? Let's I'm afraid it's just a distant thought in this life. To be honest, brother, I can really "read the body pulse" now. I don't know if it is the result of long-term practice or a sudden enlightenment. However, it does not work on every patient. "Tong, the qi power in the body of the surname Song is extremely strong, and all the movements are very noisy. It is difficult to hear clearly. I should have asked the nurse to invite you to come over and go over the details together, haha..." My brother speaks naturally. Honesty.

"Oh! Qi Shangqi is quite arrogant. How do you feel about dealing with him?"

"How should I put it? I still have some real ability, but... I'm a bit slippery, and I seem to have a big tongue when I speak." Bian Mu told the truth.

"Have you learned? He is just like that. He is as slippery as a loach when looking at people's dishes. However, when it comes to acupuncture, the old man is indeed very savvy. I have seen it with my own eyes several times. At most, two needles were inserted, and miraculous results were immediately seen. .”

"Oh! I'll learn from him if I have a chance in the future."

"What do you mean, anger can draw all the lesions on Song's body to one place, and then spit it out from the mouth? So as to achieve twice the result with half the effort?"

"Almost, it's all pulled into one place, with almost nothing missing. With the medical technology we currently have, I really can't think of a more subtle method. Besides, there are many actual records of this in ancient classics, and the efficacy is indeed Very good, I have no prejudice against him at all, so why bother to punish him!"

"That's it, that's it! Then his disease is half cured?"

"More than half! His wife is very nice and her IQ is on the line. She should actively cooperate with relevant treatments in the future. As for him being able to follow that step, it is considered his good fortune. In any case, his life is saved. Maybe he will live a long life in the future!" Bian Mu predicted with a smile.

"Then do you think he will give up and never touch the fishing rod again?" Qian Xiaotong asked curiously.

"Probably! From now on, as long as you touch the fishing rod, you won't feel anything at all. On the contrary, you may still feel a bit of fear, and he won't move even if you ask him to come."

"Is it so effective? By the way, according to the hospital regulations, you can live in a dormitory. Our conditions are good. Your level is a two-person room. I was worried that your roommate would affect your rest, so I temporarily made a reference room for you. I've asked them to tidy up the bed and other things. Here's the key. I'll accompany you there after dinner."

"Forget it, you've been busy all day, go home and rest early! It's not like I can't find the place myself. Tell me the specific location."

"On the 6th floor of the single dormitory building, in the middle, room 612."

"Okay! Thank you for being so considerate!"

"Brother, don't talk about this! Come on! Have one!" As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass, and Qian Xiaotong clinked a glass with Bian Mu.

As they talked, the two couldn't help but recall the time when they were in college, and both of them showed a sense of nostalgia.

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The single dormitory was extremely tidy, with beds, desks, separate bathrooms... It was easy to see Qian Xiaotong's sincerity in every detail. While moved, Bian Mu secretly warned himself that in the future, he would not be as willful as he was in the county hospital when practicing medicine. Well, putting aside everything else, he had to be very careful about Qian Xiaotong's brotherly love.

"Today's move is a bit hasty. In any case, private hospitals are no better than public hospitals. Profitability cannot be circumvented no matter what. If I don't pay attention, Qian Xiaotong will have a hard time being a good person in front of the leaders." After lying on the bed and thinking about it for a long time, Bian Mu really planned to change his medical practice style.

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Less than an hour after going to work the next day, Bian Mu was checking the pulse of a middle-aged female patient in the clinic when he saw several media people suddenly gathered outside the door, both men and women, most of them young faces. Er was standing not far outside the door, pointing at him.

"What happened? It seems to be aimed at me!" Bian Mu paused for a moment.

Just when Bian Mu was about to concentrate on diagnosing the pulse, Nurse Lin quickly walked into the consulting room and quietly showed her cell phone to Bian Mu.

Without looking at it, Bian Mu glanced at it, and Bian Mu suddenly turned pale with shock.

"What happened this morning?" Bian Mu asked quietly.

"Early in the morning, the old man went to the park for morning exercises. He was fine. He suddenly had a heart attack, a large area. At that time, no one was around. The reporters outside learned about your divine prophecy from somewhere, and they came after them to grab the news. !" Nurse Lin explained a few words quietly.

"So that's what happened! Could you please close the door and let me read it to this eldest sister?" After that, Bian Mu apologized to the female patient and began to concentrate on diagnosing the pulse.

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Just after getting off work at noon, Bian Mu was politely invited by a young male colleague from the hospital office to attend a small meeting in the hospital office to receive inquiries from many people.

Five staff members from the superior leadership departments came, and three directors from the "Huikang" Hospital accompanied them. Each member of the eight-person team looked serious and had sharp eyes, which made Bian Mu a little nervous.