Merchant and doctor

The wren was unexpectedly smart. Bian Mu followed the instructions of the three strongmen for a long time and found that this humble little bird was quite human. It was tired, upset, hesitant... At that time, I heard the wren chirping for a while, and I suddenly felt refreshed and energetic.

Before leaving, Sanqiangzi said that a bird is too lonely. In two days, when he goes to the city to do business, he will send a few more birds over to keep each other company so that they will not be too lonely.

Bian Mu temporarily placed the wren in a corner on the second floor of the clinic. Nurse Ye and Li Yunhu were both careful people and knew how to feed it with just a little guidance. Fan Sanqiao left early and came back late, so he didn't bother to tease it for a while. That wren, but occasionally heard a few birdsong, Fan Sanqiao suddenly felt relaxed and happy, very comfortable.

Bian Mu is thinking about setting up a serious scientific research project on "sound therapy" in traditional Chinese medicine. When the number of related cases reaches a certain level, he plans to write a professional paper of some weight, which must be published at least in a prominent domestic first-level professional journal. layout.

Although he has been reduced to a quack doctor, he can still pass the professional title evaluation. In principle, Bian Mu must be evaluated as a senior professional title before the age of 45. This point must not be ambiguous.

Papers, high-quality papers are indispensable. It is definitely not possible to just do it temporarily, and you don’t have enough time, so you have to accumulate more on a regular basis.

There are all kinds of high-quality papers. It is most important to have new and creative content, and it is easy to pass the manuscript. "Sound therapy" is definitely a "new" therapy. As long as the number of cases reaches the target, the theoretical purification is professional enough, and it also has clinical significance for widespread promotion, the gold content of this paper will suddenly rise.

Bian Mu plans to write carefully.

Not only that, whenever there is an opportunity in the future, Bian Mu is prepared to write higher quality and more high-quality papers.

Bian Mu has great ambitions and will definitely allow himself to stop at Qi Shangqi's situation.

"Once the 'sound therapy' method is started, how much do you charge? For example, Uncle Xiao's grandson who is in college should be able to receive better curative effects. Then... how to charge the treatment fee? The three strong men can't pay in vain. No? How much dividend is appropriate to give him? If it’s less, I can’t get it out! If it’s more, I’m a little reluctant to part with it!” Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt happy.

The morning light is warm and the shadows of the branches are dancing. It is a Saturday. There must be more patients than usual coming to register. Nurse Ye will have to be busy for a while.

Pulling himself together, Bian Mu prepared to receive the first patient.

After a while, Bian Mu found that the waiting area at the door seemed deserted. There were probably less than 20 people there, let alone 10 people.

"What's going on? Is today a good day? There are a lot of weddings and weddings? Are people going to the wedding banquet?" Without paying much attention, Bian Mu leaned back in his chair and thought about the format of his paper recently. What new changes have occurred?

"Doctor Bian! Hello!" Someone greeted softly.

"Oh... Xiaojing is here! Please take a seat! Didn't I tell you that you and your brothers don't need to register when you come for follow-up consultation." As he spoke, Bian Mu greeted Xiaojing and took a seat.

"Nurse Ye said there are not many patients at the moment, so she asked me to come to you directly." Miss Xiaojing responded with a smile.

Miss Xiaojing is the sister of the little boy who was poisoned by his stepmother. After careful treatment by Bian Mu, about [-]% of the cold poison has been eliminated from the little boy's body. He is worried that long-term use of the decoction will increase the burden on the patient's liver and kidneys. Recently, Bian Mu has His medication has been stopped.

"That's right! You have a day off today? Is your brother okay?" "It's good, today is not the weekend! I went to Houhai with my classmates early in the morning to play with ship models." Miss Xiaojing responded with a smile on her face.

"Yes, yes! Where is your stepmother? Have you had any contact with her recently?" Bian Mu has been thinking about that vicious stepmother, thinking that if the right time comes in the future, he also wants to use traditional Chinese medicine to resolve that person's bone-deep disease. " "Vicious spirit", of course, he was not sure about this.

In Bian Mu's opinion, such a vicious stepmother is not uncommon. It is also a kind of illness, but it is not easy to treat.

From a medical perspective, curing such a vicious stepmother is also a very difficult technical challenge.

"She?! Still like that! Nervous... By the way, my dad mentioned something when he gave us the quilt that day, saying that she is particularly afraid of shadows recently, and her insomnia is very serious when she is startled. She's as thin as that, I guess she has lost a lot of weight." Miss Xiaojing is smarter. Every time she comes for a follow-up visit, Bian Mu will always ask about her stepmother's condition, so she guesses that Dr. Bian must have deep meaning.

Out of gratitude to Dr. Bian, and at the same time, he also wanted to enjoy the joy of resolving his hatred from his stepmother's misfortune. In fact, Xiaojing usually paid close attention to the current situation of his stepmother.

"Oh! Then she is seriously ill. Next time I see your father, you might as well suggest him to see a Chinese medicine doctor. For example, go to Dr. Cen Songxue to get a consultation. Go there early in the morning and go a few more times. You will definitely be able to get a consultation. ." Bian Mu was kind-hearted after all and quickly suggested.

"I don't!" blurted out, and Miss Xiaojing immediately expressed her unwillingness to cooperate.

Bian Mu couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Immediately realizing that she was a little rude, Xiaojing quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! I really hate her so much! Originally, I cursed her to die early every day. Later, after your teachings, my three views have been refreshed a lot. However... there are still some things that can't be put aside emotionally... Don't worry, I will remind my dad."

"That's right! You are a person with formal higher education. You should stand taller than your parents and have a loftier vision, right? Do you know? In the Northern Song Dynasty, many people in the Zhao royal family were infected with ' Photophobia', in that era, the technology for preserving written records was underdeveloped. In addition, who dared to spread the secrets of the royal family?! I also knew a little bit about it when I saw some of the imperial hospital manuscripts of that era at the flea market when I was in college. You Think about it, if your stepmother happens to have 'photophobia' and we help cure her, won't it also purify society?" Bian Mu's way of reasoning is very unique, and his logical persuasion is naturally quite powerful.

"I understand... By the way, the main reason I came here today is to report to you on my brother's current situation. In addition... I haven't been sleeping well recently, and I'm worried that it will affect my studies. Can you help me adjust?" At the end, Miss Xiaojing spoke. His tone was obviously weakened.

"Oh! Come! Take a pulse." As he spoke, Bian Mu took Miss Xiaojing's pulse.

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"This is not a real illness. If it's convenient, tell me, have you encountered anything recently? Or have you had a conflict with someone? Or are you two siblings renting a house outside and having trouble making ends meet? It's a temporary pressure. Big, are you a bit neurasthenic?" Bian Mu asked kindly.

"This... I was worried for a while... Didn't Mrs. Mai introduce me to a job? It was the one in the bookstore. It was pretty good at first, but later... let me analyze it... maybe it was because the business was deserted. We My boss always beats me up. No matter how well I do my job, he will always find reasons to scold me and think about resigning. For me, there is a high probability that I will never find such a suitable job again... In other respects, it is not the same. nothing."

Upon hearing this, some more complicated thoughts came to Bian Mu's mind...