Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu lowered his head and glanced at his phone. There was still some time, so Bian Mu simply explained the principles of treatment more thoroughly.

"There are many famous Chinese medicine experts in the city who are better than me. For example, Teacher Qi Shangqi from the Provincial People's Hospital is a well-known acupuncturist in the country. If you ask him to prick the 'Zusanli' acupuncture point for Mr. Wu, then I will definitely No objection, where is the skill of the old man? When you go to his home, you just need to bring my diagnosis suggestions. Moreover, it is still the same pot of pothos. Even if you don’t use the hand-training needle with air holes, I believe Teacher Qi Shangqi can do it! It can make the pothos become exhausted in a short period of time. If the needle is not taken in time, the pothos plant will die soon." Bian Mu continued to explain with a smile.

After hearing this, the male patient surnamed Wu suddenly realized.

"Oh! I understand! Ordinary acupuncture doctors can't inject such difficult needles, right? Doctor Bian!"

"Absolutely! Moreover, the three of you coming here for acupuncture will usually be at your own time. As a doctor, I have to consider Mr. Wu. I can only choose the right one based on the location, season, and time of the acupuncture..." Acupuncture, among which the transformation method is also called ever-changing, is not as simple as ordinary arrangement and combination," Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"I understand! Dr. Bian is really amazing! I admire him, I admire him!" Mr. Wu couldn't help but admire him.

"Don't take it seriously! Every time you three come here to get acupuncture, the techniques I use are different from before. It seems that the number of acupuncture needles is the same, the acupuncture points are the same, and the techniques are similar... In fact, this is not the case. The therapeutic purpose of each acupuncture session is quite different. Yeah!" Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"I'm convinced! Dr. Bian is indeed young and promising. It's a blessing to meet you!" The male patient surnamed Wu expressed his sincere thanks.

"You're welcome! Yo! It's time! It's time to acupuncture!" After saying that, Bian Mu stood up and walked to the wheelchair, removed the two acupuncture acupuncture pills, and threw them into a nearby medical trash can.

Afterwards, the four of them sat around the rest area and drank tea for a while, and Bian Mushun gave them special instructions on what they should pay attention to at home in the future.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Bian Mu stood up and politely sent the three of them out the door.

Seeing Mr. Wu and the three of them drifting away, Bian Mu turned around and prepared to go back to the clinic. It might be time for Dao Liao Lian to come over to pick up holiday gifts later.

"Are you Dr. Bian?! Can you excuse me for a moment?" Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind. Judging from his voice, he seemed to be young.

Turning his head, he saw a young man standing near the small flower bed not far away. Judging from his hairstyle, hair color, and complexion, he should be about the same age as Bian Mu.

"You are?!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"I also came here because of your reputation. I came here almost every day a while ago. I didn't expect that you were so busy that you couldn't spare any time. I... am very short of money. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I just wanted to trouble you to help me get one. That’s why I haven’t dared to go in and disturb your normal consultation.” The man sounded quite talkative, and his attitude was somewhat abnormal.

Bian Mu often encounters similar patients, but... most of them are older, and it is true that they are relatively thick-skinned. For someone as young as him, he has never met many of them.

"I'm sorry! It seems like you're doing well in what you're wearing!" Bian Mu didn't think much and questioned casually.

The visitor was wearing a jacket of good quality. In Bian Mu's impression, he had only seen Dr. Lu Yisilu wear this style a few times. He heard Su Linwen say that the fabric was not cheap!

"That's what you're talking about! Hey... it looks like this! I bought it from a street stall for 50 yuan for two pieces. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I can get one piece for more than ten yuan." The man rounded off the topic in a relaxed tone. It has to be reasonable.

"Never mind you! You're not my official patient, so there's no need to waste words with you here." Bian Mu couldn't help but thought to himself.

"Really? Haha... Then please come in! Let's see what's going on with you!" As he spoke, Bian Mu gestured to the man to enter the lobby on the first floor.

"Isn't today a day off? I won't go in and waste your time. Besides... I'm not seriously ill. I just want to give you some advice if it's convenient for you." As he spoke, the man He slowly walked up to Bian Mu and handed over his medical records in a large plastic bag.

Instinctively, Bian Mu was about to reach out to pick it up. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and quickly warned himself a few words, without moving or reaching out to pick it up.

"Don't look at that first. We Chinese medicine practitioners have our own diagnostic methods. What are your main symptoms?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Lymphoma... The doctor at the No. 7 Hospital in the city recommended that I be hospitalized immediately. As you know, this kind of surgery costs more than 20,000 yuan at least. Where can I get so much money? So... I want to consult with you. , In a situation like mine, will conservative treatment work?" As he spoke, the man tried to submit the medical records in his hand to Bian Mu again.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Bian Mu stood there without making any reaction. He just stared coldly into the man's eyes for a few seconds.

"What kind of diagnostic examinations did you have in Hospital 7? Puncture?"

"It's the kind of needle the size of a toothpick. It seems to be some kind of 'puncture and incision' examination." The man replied immediately.

"Did you take anesthesia?" Bian Mu asked.

"Let's have a fight... let's have a fight. The female nurse will give you some anesthetic."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu became suspicious.

"Oh...then did you conduct the examination under the guidance of B-ultrasound or CT?" Bian Mu asked with a calm expression.

"I...don't remember..." The man's eyes began to flicker.

"Oh! Then...if you are going to pay for the surgery, how many does the doctor say?"

"Three, look! My neck looks much thicker than a normal person." As he spoke, the man unzipped his jacket and exposed his neck for Bian Mu to review.

Indeed, the man's neck looked a little unusual, but when he said there were three lymph node lumps, Bian Mu didn't really believe him for a moment.

"What's the biggest size?"

"About 1.8 centimeters... I don't remember... My mental state has been particularly bad recently, and my memory seems to have declined a lot..." The man explained a few words with a smile.

At this point, although Bian Mu was not sure what the peer in front of him wanted, there was one thing he was sure of: this man was not an honest person!

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go inside and talk!" Bian Mu bowed again.

"I don't want to bother you...it's a big holiday...just help me look at the medical records and give me an idea. Is it safer for me to borrow money for surgery? Or let nature take its course and receive conservative treatment with traditional Chinese medicine. It's okay." Can a serious matter be cured slowly?" The man continued to stand outside the clinic to ask for some treatment advice.

"Haha...I'm sorry! I can't help you with this, I'm sorry! I can't help you, I made an appointment with a friend, and I have to leave later, so why don't I see you off!" Not polite at all, Bian Mu said a few words. He planned to send this incomprehensible person away.

"Then... I'm so sorry! Thank you for bothering me! Goodbye!" After saying that, the man bowed to Bianmu, turned around and walked towards the west gate along the green belt path.

Bian Mu didn't think much about it and went into the room to get a cup of hot tea and took a few sips.

After a while, Dao Tiao Lian knocked on the door and hurried in.

"Which door did you come in through?" Bian Mu asked thoughtfully.

"Ximen! It's convenient to park there. What's wrong?"

"Then did you meet a man about my age on the road, carrying a plastic bag with hospital examination films and other things in it? By the way, the jacket he was wearing might not be cheap."

"There is such a person, he looks a bit like that! By the way, someone drove a van at the door to pick him up. What's wrong? There's something wrong with that person?! Do you want me to chase him out now?"

"That's not necessary! Someone will pick you up...or a van..." At this point, Bian Mu seemed to have guessed something.