Practicing business and practicing medicine

It’s 11:40 noon, and it’s time to get off work in twenty minutes.

"Huikang" Hospital outpatient building, room 6102, sixth floor, ninth department of traditional Chinese medicine, Bian Mu has one patient left.

Migraine.

The patient is a 31-year-old male and an entertainment reporter dispatched by the city TV station.

"Doctor Bian, this is incredible! There is no pattern, it hurts as soon as it hurts, day or night, without any warning in advance, just like that... Yes! It's like a tight spell, Doctor Bian! I'm not squeamish, really. It’s so painful that I don’t want to live!” The patient complained repeatedly when he saw Bian Mu.

"Is everything okay now?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Nothing's wrong! Why don't you talk about the special evil nature!"

"This is an emergency. Your pulse is not serious. Please recall, at work, at home, on a business trip... In what environment did you stay the longest? You have to be very specific." Bian Mu suddenly asked an unexpected question .

"Huh?! Where do you spend the most time?! Let me think about it...the kitchen? I usually like cooking, and I spend the most time in the kitchen."

"Have you been on a business trip recently?"

"without."

"How long has it been since you went on a business trip?"

"It's been more than two months."

"It's cold, do you have any other hobbies in outdoor activities? For example, fishing, winter swimming, hiking in the mountains..." Bian Mu continued to ask.

The patient shook his head blankly, indicating that he had no preference in this regard.

"Is it understandable that you like cooking and spend the longest time in the kitchen and restaurant?"

"Is such that."

"You only have a migraine on the right side of your brain, and it lasts for less than a year?"

"That's right!"

"Have you started a family yet?"

"You have two children?"

"Then the kitchen you are talking about should belong to your own home?"

"Yes."

"Is there anyone in your house now?"

"My wife and children are here!"

"Can you videotape your kitchen with them? Especially the glass on the window."

"Okay!" As he spoke, the patient took out his mobile phone to connect with his family.

After taking the phone and adjusting the camera several times, Bian Mu inspected the patient's kitchen for a long time.

"Do you live on the fifth floor?"

"right!"

"The sink is located under the east window?"

"Yes."

"How long has it been since the edge strip on the top piece of glass in the west direction fell off?" Bian Mu asked.

"Oh! Did it fall? I really didn't pay attention...yo! I saw it, I saw it! When did it happen?! No wonder the back of the neck is so cold, you mean..." As he spoke, the patient seemed to realize Something like that.

With a smile on his face, Bian Mu nodded gently.

"The cold wind blows?! You are so amazing! Why do you think that there is air leakage from the kitchen window?!" The patient admired Bian Mu.

"Your pulse condition is not disordered, your constitution is above average, and you have a sudden migraine attack, which is quite severe, and there is no regular pattern in the onset of the disease. It can only be due to a disorder of qi, with yin and yang external evil qi entangled together. It's running around in the body, making you quite embarrassed! It's logical and self-evident."

After hearing this explanation, the patient couldn't help but raise his thumb and praise a few words.

"No wonder they all praise your medical skills! I'm convinced! Then...how to treat this?"

"Basically no treatment is needed. Just go home and seal the gaps in the window glass and you'll be fine. Stop cooking for two weeks. After all symptoms disappear for a week, you can return to your normal life." Bian Muxiao explained.

"Is it that simple?!" the patient asked in surprise.

"It wasn't that complicated originally, haha...!"

"What if it happens suddenly? How should I deal with it?" the patient asked.

"Then... let's get acupuncture! I'm not good at medicine, and a few injections may not give you the expected effect. If the acupuncture is good, you will come less often in the future. If the acupuncture is not good, please come to me more often. ." Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"You are being too modest! A few more acupunctures will help, I understand! Can I get acupuncture now?"

"Okay!" As he spoke, Bian Mu stood up and told Nurse Sun to close the doors and windows tightly and draw the curtains.

Nurse Sun was very discerning. After Bian Mu washed her hands and changed her mask, she had already prepared all the acupuncture supplies and invited the patient to sit beside the treatment bed.

"Mr. Wang! Could you please remove the sock on your left foot? I need to put a stitch on the instep."

"Okay, okay!" The patient agreed, removed the sock from his left foot, stuffed it into his shoe and put it away.

Nurse Sun quickly fetched a pair of co-positioners and placed them at the patient's feet, while adjusting the height and tilt angle to the optimal level.

This kind of co-ordinator is only used by "Huikang" Hospital. It is regarded as a special medical service and is very user-friendly.

The patient understood it at a glance. He placed the sole of his foot gently on the center of the co-alignor and stepped firmly on it.

Bian Mu glanced at Nurse Sun approvingly, thinking that she should know acupuncture.

A small needle was inserted into the "Neiting" point on the instep using Bian Mu's brisk technique. This needle is an auxiliary needle, and experts call it "qi acupuncture".

Fengchi point, one needle at a time, massage and prick it very slowly, slowly lifting and advancing, repeated many times.

"Mr. Wang! If you have any special reaction later, please communicate with us in time. If everything goes as usual, you can just close your eyes and rest your mind." Bian Mu gave a few instructions.

"Understood! Doctor Bian is tired!"

"You're welcome!"

About five or six minutes later, I heard the patient say softly: "Doctor Bian! The sole of my left foot seems to be as warm as water. I don't know if it's my imagination."

"It doesn't matter! Keep feeling it." As he spoke, Bian Mu continued to perform acupuncture, and his hand speed became even slower.

After a while, Bian Mu stopped.

"Hot! Warm! Doctor Bian! This time I feel it for real. The sole of my left foot feels like entering a hot spring. It is very comfortable and seems to be conducted upward!" The patient seemed very happy.

"Okay! Just stay in your natural state. The temperature may heat up later, so don't be nervous." Bian Mu warned with a smile.

Bian Mu didn't say anything, but he knew in his heart: this injection of "burning mountain fire" is considered successful.

…

Seeing that it was just after twelve o'clock, it was time for Bian Mu to take the injection.

After careful observation for a few times near the needle's eye, Bian Mu was convinced that the patient's internal and external evil spirits had been almost eliminated.

"Mr. Wang! Congratulations! The root cause of the disease has been eliminated, and the migraine is a thing of the past." Bian Mu smiled and congratulated.

"It's okay now?! Thank you so much! Hi! I don't even know what to say. Doctor Bian is so amazing! He never forgets anything!"

"Haha... I'm serious! That's because you are in good health! The acupuncture treatment is over, and you can go to work and live a normal life." As he spoke, Bian Mu told the patient to rest for a while before leaving.

…

Dr. Bian was able to get off work normally. Surprised, Nurse Lin felt that Dr. Bian Mu was starting to learn to act differently.

…

In the restaurant 03 of the hospital, Nurse Sun was looking around after preparing the meal, looking around, searching for Bian Mu's figure.

For no other reason, she wanted to find out how Dr. Bian knew that there was a crack in the window glass of the reporter named Wang.

Doctor Bian's brain circuit is too strange, and Nurse Sun will definitely not be able to sleep well at night if she doesn't ask clearly.