Practicing business and practicing medicine

As far as Bian Mu knows, famous medical masters such as Nie Yixiong, Cen Songxue, and Meng Shulan all have high professional titles. Qi Shangqi, Lu Shiyuan and others who are lower than them also have high professional titles.

Most of the doctors who operate traditional Chinese medicine clinics around the "Four Seasons Cloud Bay" community do not have senior professional titles. Not only that, at least half of them have never even participated in the professional title evaluation.

For Bian Mu, the professional title is very important. It is not only a physical proof of the theoretical level and clinical practice of traditional Chinese medicine, but also a ticket and confirmation of his being admitted to the Daya Temple in traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine.

As a junior Chinese medicine practitioner in a private clinic, without the help of Dr. Yue from the Central Hospital and Professor Mi, the secretary-general of Xiaobailou, Bian Mu might not even be able to get a deputy senior professional title in his life.

Therefore, Professor Mi must not be offended.

The next morning, "Bian's Clinic" received patients as usual. However, Nurse Ye and Luo Zhanqi could only receive some follow-up patients, especially those who were Luo Zhanqi's orthopedic patients.

In fact, Luo Zhanqi already has the qualifications to practice medicine on his own. Using his name can also make some money for the clinic. At worst, he will only treat orthopedic patients. Bian Mu also revealed this meaning before, and Luo Zhanqi is determined not to. Agree, he advocated that all patients must be treated by Bian Mu first. If Bian Mu does not place an order, he will never return to the clinic.

In Nurse Ye's view, Luo Zhanqi was nothing more than showing his respect to Bian Mu in this way.

Bian Mu had another opinion on this. He guessed that... Luo Zhanqi was more or less suspected of stealing his skills from his master: Everyone knows that even if it involves orthopedic injuries, massage, bone setting and reduction, just In terms of overall medical skills, Bian Mu is still above Luo Zhanqi, but Bian Mu has high aspirations and is unwilling to work hard in this area.

In addition, in terms of specific operations, Luo Zhanqi is indeed very skillful and has richer clinical experience.

The two of them get along with each other in such a tacit understanding. On the surface, they seem to be neither far nor close. In fact, they know each other and their relationship is much closer than that of ordinary colleagues. Bian Mu would go out to do errands or go out for medical treatment, leaving Luo Zhanqi to look after the house in the clinic. Bian Mu was naturally relieved.

At 9:31 a.m., Bian Mu arrived at the south gate of the Central Hospital on time. The most convenient path to Xiaobailou was from here.

After walking along the pedestrian curve for a while, out of the corner of his eye, Bian Mu felt that the back of a man on the right side in front of him looked familiar.

By chance, the man in front of him turned his head and looked around a few times, and his eyes met. It turned out that he had a sharp face.

"Eh?! What's wrong with you? Which department are you studying here?" After a few steps, Bian Mu stepped forward and said hello.

"Hello, Doctor Bian! It's not me, my uncle, oh... the oncology department." There was a look of panic on his face, and he quickly replied with a few words.

Compared with the ranger Lao Liangtou, the skills of San Qiangzi are naturally far behind. Bian Mu also prescribed the right medicine in time, and it naturally took a shorter time to recover from the knife-striped face. To this day, not only does he have all symptoms Bian Mu also managed to get rid of a lot of the moisture all over his body.

For this, Dao Tiao Lian was deeply grateful to Bian Mu.

"Oh! Which kind?" Bian Mu asked with a solemn expression.

"Prostate..." He looked a little lonely and replied quickly with a sharp face.

"benign?"

Hearing this, Dao Tiao Lian shook his head gently with a solemn expression.

"Oh! Is it time to transfer?"

"This...I don't know..."

"Uncle?" Bian Mu asked.

"Yeah! My mother's brother!"

"How are you getting along?" Bian Mu didn't know how to comfort Dao Tiao Lian, so he could only say this casually.

"It's not bad! I wasn't Tepi when I was a kid! He beat me a lot... But if someone in the senior class bullies me, he can go to school to support me."

"Oh! How old are you?"

"58!"

"what occupation?"

"Truck driver, big truck, long distance truck driver."

"No wonder...58...you should have retired for two or three years, right?"

"Their company has gone bankrupt a long time ago. He does it by himself. My cousins ​​and cousins ​​don't have much ability. As long as he can walk and move, he has to make money for others! If he hadn't been diagnosed with this disease, my uncle would still insist on following the car. !”

"Ouch! It's really not easy... then... osteoma metastasis, paraneoplastic syndrome, pleural leakage, leg swelling... have you experienced any similar symptoms?"

"You're asking too professionally. I don't understand at all... I feel uncomfortable in my legs... I don't seem to notice... My uncle has a very strong personality. When he learned that he was terminally ill, he should eat and sleep, but he hasn't dared to do so recently. He drove a car with his apprentice, he looks fine when walking, and there should be nothing wrong with his legs."

"That's it... then that's it... If it's convenient, you can take a photo of your uncle's medical record and give it to me later, but... it's best not to let your mother and your uncle know that Western medicine has a complete set of mature plans for acute and severe cases. , a batch of new medicines will emerge from time to time, and Chinese medicine’s performance in this regard is slightly... I am so young, so... you know... I have no other meaning, isn’t this happening! It’s time to learn something, you you do not mind?"

"No, no! How could it be! No one dares to seek out Chinese medicine to treat terminal illnesses, especially for someone as young as you. I understand... I will take care of the things you asked me to do later. Don't worry! I'm sure God doesn't know what I'm doing. Unknowingly..." After saying this, he realized something was wrong, smiled awkwardly with a sharp face, and fell silent.

Bian Mu smiled and cupped his hands towards Daotiao's face.

"Thanks! It's not urgent. Just take the time to pass by the clinic and give it to Nurse Ye. After reading it, I will destroy it in time."

"It's okay, it's okay! I will take care of it for you."

"Oh! What line of work have you been engaged in recently? Can I ask?" Bian Mu suddenly asked.

"To deliver fruit to people, I open a loaf of bread at around four o'clock in the morning, pick up the goods at the wholesale market, and follow the boss my uncle has contacted to deliver it one by one."

"Hmm... Not bad, don't work too hard! If possible, it's best to just keep doing this, and then make plans if you encounter better job opportunities along the way? You know what I mean!"

Hearing this, Daotiao's face suddenly became serious, and he nodded hurriedly and bowed.

"I understand, I understand! Don't worry! I was confused before..."

"I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you anymore. I'll ask your uncle instead!"

"Thank you, Doctor Bian!"

"You're welcome!" Bian Mu smiled and waved to Daotiao's face, then turned around and walked quickly toward the southwest.

He kept watching Bian Mu's figure disappear among the green cypresses, and then turned around and walked quickly towards the inpatient department. For some reason, he involuntarily puffed up his chest, and his head gradually raised a lot, and he was in a hurry to get on his way. , Dao Tiao Lian himself did not notice it at all.

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The old sign of "Zhen Sheng Studio" is still there, and there are several new pure copper plaques hanging next to it. Most of them are signs of medical associations or the like. I stood in front of the door and glanced at it a few times. I felt like I was I feel a little unfamiliar with Xiaobailou.

The security guards in front of the door were replaced by two young men, who looked about the same age as myself.

After checking the access card and badge, the two young male security guards immediately showed awe and respectfully let Bian Mu in.