Practicing business and practicing medicine

When Fan Sanqiao came down from upstairs, Bian Mu had already changed into a white coat. The first person in line was an old man in his seventies. This was the first time he saw him. He should be a newly diagnosed patient. The old man was very well-dressed. The two young men and women accompanying him looked quite professional and were probably not relatives of the old man.

"Uncle! Please take a rest for a while. I'll say a few words to my friend. Please bear with me!" He walked to the old man's side and explained with a smile.

"It doesn't matter! You are busy with your work, and I will be idle. I have a chronic illness and am not in a hurry." The old man said politely with a smile.

"Thank you!" After saying that, Bian Mu stopped Fan Sanqiao, pulled him out of the room, and found a secluded place to chat briefly.

"Nurse Ye already dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Did you see that? Eighty percent of the number one patient is taken care of by her. The first fifteen... you can see it! They are all rich people and ordinary people. She can push them as far as possible. After all, she knows everything, and those who don't make much money are probably ranked last." While explaining a few words in a low voice, Bian Mu would look back at Nurse Ye from time to time.

"Haha... It's hard to explain clearly if you don't ask me. In fact... Brother Yunhu has noticed it a long time ago. We calculated it together and found that you are a person who can achieve great things. To achieve great things, you have to spend a lot of money! As usual, you With that kind of behavior, when will you be able to make a lot of money?! You don’t go around soliciting sponsorships or taking out loans. You are procrastinating. If you don’t pay attention, you will be 30 years old. Back then, I suffered a lot in this regard. Yes, so... neither of us said anything." Fan Sanqiao responded with a smile, turning his head to look at Nurse Ye from time to time.

Nurse Ye was too busy taking the preliminary screening records to pay attention to what the two of them were whispering there.

"I can't tell her directly... how is the progress over there with you? How about... let's also make an appointment via mobile phone. It's not technically difficult, right?"

"It's a piece of cake. It can be used in up to three days. However, if you want to make an appointment online like a big hospital, you have to wait another two days. The main reason is that the application procedures are complicated. However, we have hardware, software, and related documents. It's all ready, and it can be done as long as the relevant departments review it, but... the online fees are not cheap, how are your ointment profits recently? Is it fairly stable?"

"It's pretty good! It shouldn't be a problem to pay the newcomers a high salary and maintain your expenses. Recently, there are really more and more places where we need to spend money. I'm a little overwhelmed. Forget it! This can't be said in just a few sentences. That’s clear, you should go to work as soon as possible! Make an appointment at noon and find a place to chat.”

"There is a snack bar next to our company. It is opened by a fellow villager from Beiqi. It tastes very authentic. It is opened by an old lady and her daughter and son-in-law. I have never eaten multi-grain beef cakes before. It is very delicious! When I got there late, they closed the stall, so I ate the dumpling soup. It was so delicious. People from our company go here almost every day. I never got tired of eating it, so how about just eating it there?"

"No problem! You take a seat first, and I'll come over after finishing here."

"Mr. Chen goes there almost every day to drink a bowl of pimple soup. There is a high probability that you and he will run into each other. You might as well make a preliminary plan to avoid making too many mistakes when we meet."

"Hahaha... you can learn now! The city is getting deeper and deeper!" Bian Mu joked with a smile.

"Tch! You haven't been influenced by them yet! Let's go!"

"Be careful on the road! By the way, your income has increased, so buy a car!"

"No! Taking a taxi is actually the most convenient. The company allocated a special car for me. I didn't ask them to pick me up at our door. It's quite convenient to go out to do errands."

"That's good! Say hello to Xiaoying for me."

"That's natural! Let's go!" After saying that, Fan Sanqiao strode towards the east gate.

Turning around, Bian Mu put on the mask and quickly returned to the consultation table to start seeing patients.

"Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Recently, I have been feeling a little soft in the soles of my feet while walking, and occasionally feel dizzy, but otherwise it's fine. The children are worried and have been checking with me for more than a month, but nothing has been found. Most doctors said My living conditions are too good. They suggest that I suffer from cold and hunger, Doctor Bian! Are they right?"

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu felt much more relaxed.

"It's not an intractable disease, it saves me trouble!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

"Both feet feel weak at the same time? In no particular order? Or there are no signs, sometimes the left foot, sometimes the right foot?" Bian Mu asked very carefully.

"Oh! After all, you are a newbie in the industry. Different is different. To this day, you are the only doctor who has asked me this. My feet are weak, almost at the same time."

"Is that so... then... are you sure it's something on your feet? Could it be something on your calves? Or are similar symptoms appearing on both calves and feet at the same time?"

"This... I haven't felt any discomfort in my calves. It's still my feet."

"Approximately how often does it happen every day?"

"It's most obvious when I get up early, and I almost don't feel anything before going to bed. When the weather is good, it happens less often, and when the weather is bad, it happens more often. Of course, it may be my misunderstanding." The old man was quite coherent when he spoke. .

"Oh...how is your eyesight? I mean before retirement."

"Quite good, slightly short-sighted, with some astigmatism, not obvious." The old man responded with a smile.

As he spoke, he already realized that Bian Mu was quite extraordinary.

"Have you had your eyesight checked?"

"That's not true."

"It looks like this...then...what exactly is the method to make you dizzy? Have you ever fallen for this?"

"It's not like the world is spinning. The top of my head and the Baihui area feel dizzy. Occasionally, it will move to the right back side and the back of my head. It feels tight and heavy, as if I squatted on the ground for a long time when I was young. It was so violent, and I felt like that. I only fell once. Fortunately, I was at home and just came out of the bathroom, so the floor might be a little slippery!" Knowing that Bian Mu was an expert, the old man tried his best to tell the story as accurately as possible.

"Heel? Toe? Whole foot? Still not sure."

"It seems to be the back foot! I can't remember clearly."

"Have you ever had any synchronic reactions such as heart palpitations?"

"Probably not. My heart is fine. I check it every half a day."

"Oh... let's take a pulse first!"

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This time, Bian Mu took his pulse for a full 12 minutes, and spent three to five minutes focusing on both sides of his neck. For a while, the old man was quite nervous, and his heart rate had obviously accelerated.

"You should be fine. Have you brought all the Western medicine test reports? Yours is a bit large, and I can't finish it in just a short while. We are Chinese medicine doctors after all, and the Western medicine test results are just a reference, so …I’ll study it carefully later, do you think you’re okay with it?”

"Okay! I really have nothing to do?"

"At the moment...it doesn't matter much, but...you are over seventy after all, so we should be careful. Don't worry, but if there is any abnormality, I will deal with it in time."

"That's good! Then we won't disturb you any more. See you later!" After that, the old man got up and walked out with his new crutches, accompanied by two young people.

Bian Mu was preparing to treat the next patient when his cell phone rang.

Mr. Situ Yu’s number.

"I'm Situ Zhiqi. I'm using my dad's mobile phone. I'm his second son. Recently, my dad has muscle atrophy in varying degrees on his fingers and feet. Look... should we go look for you? Why don't you come over here? Come?" The call came from Mr. Situ's second son, and his tone of voice was a bit rude.

"I'd better go over there, I guess it won't be a big deal."

"When is it convenient?"

"After dusk... eight o'clock at the latest, okay?"

"Then... okay! Try to come as early as possible!" After saying that, the second son of the Situ family hung up the phone.