Practicing business and practicing medicine

Grandpa always said that you have to have the ability to assert your rights if you are right! Strength comes first, and reason comes second! If the order is wrong, people will be passive, and it is easy to be at a loss when encountering something. If you are unlucky, your life may suddenly become empty and ethereal!

After a head-on confrontation with the patient's nephew today, Bian Mu finally realized the essence of what his grandfather said back then!

Acupuncture, massage, bone setting, reduction, massage... As a professional Chinese medicine doctor, hands, feet, waist, back, shoulders and elbows... How can you practice medicine without some hidden power? !

As a top expert in Traditional Chinese Medicine, you can easily imagine how mysterious the dark energy that Bian Mu can emit at any time and anywhere is!

The patient's nephew had at most practiced some competitive Kung Fu such as free fighting, Sanda, boxing, Muay Thai, etc. No matter how talented he was or how professional his training was, would he dare to hurt someone in such a special occasion as the hospital in front of everyone? !

It is not difficult to see that this guy is very conceited. He thinks that he can easily make Bian Mu look bad on the spot by being a little clever, and teach him a lesson, which can also be regarded as venting the anger of their temple.

result……

The patient was killed on the spot! His knees were nearly crippled. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Seeing the young male doctor examining his uncle's foot injury seriously, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. The patient's nephew was thinking about finding an acquaintance to go to the hospital to have his leg checked out quickly, so as to avoid being fooled by the male doctor again.

Being in the competitive competition circle all day long, it is inevitable that there will be a few bad guys who will cause trouble, play dirty tricks, and secretly make dirty moves... Usually, he has heard about it more or less. Since he was a child, he has especially loved watching martial arts events and chivalrous legends. He has also heard about some of the secrets of the martial arts world. This is the first time he has run into the legendary vicious master. Subconsciously, under the intense psychological suggestion, the shadow area in the man's heart has become bigger and bigger...

As soon as he became discouraged, the ward became much quieter.

The patient's injuries were much milder than Uncle Ge's. His left foot, big toe, and second toe were already ulcerated to the bone. The big toe nail had already fallen off completely, and the second toe nail was barely attached, but it would fall off soon. The active tissue had already died. The fifth toe, or little toe, did not show any local ulceration, but inevitably, it had already shown signs of muscle and bone atrophy.

The condition on the right foot is even worse. Not only is the big toe severely eroded to the bone, but there is also a very deep inflammatory sinus tract filled with eroded purulent residues. Anyone other than a doctor who sees it will immediately feel uncomfortable. If someone has a weak mental state, they may even vomit on the spot and will most likely have nightmares at night.

Almost the entire arch of the right foot was swollen, and some parts had developed to the point of being transparent and about to burst.

Bian Mu didn't seem to be shy. His expression was calm and unhurried. He took out a surgical probe made of pure silver from the small medicine box he carried with him. The probe was about twenty centimeters long, one end was slightly thinner, about the same thickness as foamed vermicelli, and the other end was slightly enlarged. Bian Mu designed it himself and asked someone to process it for him. It was deliberately made uneven so that it could be used to explore various wounds.

The front end of the slightly thinner section was artificially flattened to make it look like a snake's head, with two small holes punched on it; the slightly thicker side was flattened into a hexagonal shape similar to a diamond, and the outermost edge was cut into a blade. Although the silver object is soft, it is still sharp enough to come into contact with rotten and diseased parts.

"Uncle! Don't worry! I need to take a deep look at the wound. If I hurt you accidentally, please make a sound to warn you. Don't be embarrassed!" Turning around, Bian Mu explained a few words to the old patient sitting on the bed.

The man on the bed knew very well how domineering his own nephew was. Seeing the male doctor coming in to examine him as if no one was around, and his own nephew hiding far away and not daring to say a word, the old patient guessed most of what was going on.

The old patient had some life experience as he hung out in offices and small shops all day long. He guessed that the male doctor in front of him must be someone of some importance.

"It's okay, it's okay! You check it out. My foot has been broken for a long time. I don't feel anything in it."

"Don't get me wrong! You are the one who knows your own illness and we cannot do that for you. As long as you feel pain, please give us a warning in time!" Bian Mu explained again in a very kind manner.

"I understand! You do what you want. I'm not that squeamish!"

"Thank you for your cooperation!" As soon as he finished speaking, Bian Mu put on surgical examination plastic gloves and began to examine the diseased sinus of unknown depth.

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"Ouch... I didn't feel anything before, but now I finally feel something... Oh... it hurts so much!" The old patient finally spoke out to warn.

All the onlookers saw it very clearly, and the person lying on the hospital bed was suddenly surprised and happy.

Instinctive reaction!

Your feet aren't completely disabled yet?!

Although he had been away from clinical practice for many years, Wen Boyong was a serious professional physician in his past and he understood basic medical common sense. When he saw the old patient suddenly move, he was surprised and delighted.

"Damn! It has to be him! No wonder he was so successful at a young age and built a traditional Chinese medical clinic without saying a word! He really has some capable people under his command!" Wen Boyong had to admit.

After being anxious for a long time, Wen Boyong finally took a deep breath.

Wen Boyong winked at a tall male doctor who followed in behind him. The doctor immediately understood and politely persuaded the outsiders to leave one by one. Apart from the medical staff of the hospital, only the nephew who wanted to cause trouble just now was left to wait nearby.

Wen Boyong discovered that as long as the old patient claimed to have a reaction, Bian Mu would immediately stop, take out the silver probe and scan it with his mobile phone.

Out of curiosity, Wen Boyong and another male colleague at the director level went forward to take a look.

It turned out that Dr. Bian had a small, unprecedented software installed on his mobile phone. Once scanned, the mobile phone interface would quickly display the corresponding dimensions of the wound, and the relevant values ​​were accurate to two decimal places.

magic!

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The first check is completed.

Bian Mu began to sprinkle some medicine powder on the silver probe. It was a very fine, light pink powder with no smell of medicine. It was probably made by Doctor Bian himself.

"Master! Let's check again. This time, if you feel your feet itchy, please let me know immediately. I need to make some relevant records!"

"I know, I know! What's your name, doctor?" The old patient was quite smart. Based on his intuition, he felt that there might be some improvement in the condition of his sick foot.

"No need to bother! My last name is Bian, which means border!"

"It turned out to be Doctor Bian! I'm so sorry! Just do your thing. If I feel anything, I'll report it immediately!"

"Thank you for your cooperation!" After saying that, Bian Mu started the first preoperative drug test.

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Watching the whole process intently, Wen Boyong suddenly realized that he seemed to have never practiced medicine seriously. He couldn't even figure out 20% of what kind of medical intentions Bian Mu had at the moment.

Gradually, Wen Boyong began to sweat slightly on his forehead.

This time, he was really scared...