Merchant and doctor

Two years ago, after long-term and hard training, Bian Mu has raised his traditional Chinese medicine "smell diagnosis" technology to a new level. Now, he can easily extend his "smell diagnosis" to the level of a stethoscope. In this regard, most colleagues have yet to make any achievements.

When he was in college, Bian Mu had already realized that the connotation and extension of "pulse diagnosis" should go beyond the three major pulse categories of "Renying pulse", "Cunkou pulse" and "Fuyang pulse". For this reason, he was He often ran to the library. At that time, other classmates laughed at him for going back and wasting his youth.

Now, Bian Mu has begun to reap the dividends of his hard work.

At present, treating Mr. Qian is more or less similar to car repair. As long as you concentrate on finding where the air path in the old man's body is "stuck", you are basically done. It is difficult to do without the help of a stethoscope.

"Do you have a ceramic stew pot at home that is used to keep water out?" Bian Mu asked the eldest son of the Qian family with a smile.

"What kind of old-fashioned one? There doesn't seem to be one. By the way, in the kitchen, I saw Aunt Liu using an electrified bird's nest stew pot. Is it useful?" The eldest son of the Qian family responded quickly.

Bian Mu shook his head slightly and made it clear that a traditional old-fashioned stew pot must be used.

"Doctor Bian! If you need anything here, just tell me directly. My brother usually doesn't go out of the kitchen, and my father doesn't care about food and drink. The nanny and aunt took the opportunity to go home and get together with the family. Listen to what you mean, then I Call her back!" At this time, the eldest daughter of the Qian family stepped forward and interjected a few words.

"Okay! I have nothing to do here, Mr. Qian! You can rest your mind first, and I'll go out with them to talk about something." After that, Bian Mu took the lead to leave the master bedroom.

Those people who were originally gathered in the living room saw that Bian Mu looked calm, and they secretly guessed that the young male doctor in front of them might have a solution.

In a sense, it was widely known that Mr. Qian's condition was inconvenient. The second daughter of the Qian family had the quickest reaction. By observing words and emotions, she had already guessed that Bian Mu should have a way to cure his old father. After discussing and making her own decision, she had already begun to greet everyone to leave first.

Lu Yisi was naturally among those who were persuaded to leave.

Seeing Bian Mu firmly occupying the C position again, he was puzzled. Lu Yisi still believed that although Bian Mu had some small specialties, in the final analysis, he was still a little warlock-like figure. Sooner or later, the ice cube would see the sun. He decided that it was only a matter of time before Bian Mulu showed up.

After snorting a few times, Lu Yisi took the returned stethoscope from the Qian family's precious grandson, packed his medical bag, and left the Qian family behind the guests.

Seeing that there was no one else waiting in the living room, Bian Mu explained in detail.

"Mr. Qian's fasting time is a bit too long. Relying on infusions to protect the gastric mucosa is not always an option. May I ask what kind of food do you hate eating the most? Fruits, vegetables, staple foods, everything." Bian Mu asked.

"This... In recent years, we have been spending less and less time with my old father. What food does he hate the most... Then... do sweet potatoes, potatoes, cabbage, etc. count? Especially sweet potatoes, my father is easily nauseated when he sees them. , sometimes it’s just a psychological allergy. In addition, it doesn’t work when the cabbage is cooked. He can’t smell the smell. By the way, my father always said that when the cabbage is cooked, it has a fishy smell, which he can’t stand!” The eldest son replied a few words while recalling. "Oh...that's it! Got it! Then, just use a steamer, a two-layer basket type. On the bottom layer, put three medium-sized sweet potatoes, add some lotus seed cores and light bamboo leaves. You can find them in the nearby drugstore. For sale, just a small amount is enough. There is no need to weigh it very accurately. The cage cloth on the cage must be tightly covered. Then, the top cage must also be covered with a layer of cage cloth to make it as tight as possible. Then, put three or five stew pots on the top layer, add a little water, just make it look not too dry, pour good honey, put about 9 grams of ordinary ginseng in it, cut two jujubes into two pieces, and put three or five pieces of it. If you have Elaeagnus angustifolia at home, that would be even better. Place three slices of ginger thinly on top. After steaming, simmer over low heat for an hour and a half. Be sure to use low heat. It’s best for the three of you to go to the kitchen from time to time. Keep an eye on it, and finally, remove the nasogastric feeding tube, it will be of no use now." Bian Mu patiently explained for a long time.

"What if my father still insists on not drinking, or if he vomits immediately after drinking, what should he do?" The second daughter of the Qian family interjected.

"No, I will give the old man two injections later. As for stomach qi, I will purge first and then replenish it. The hunger should come up. Don't worry, Mr. Qian usually drinks it before I leave. Don't Worry!" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

After hearing what Bian Mu said so confidently, everyone in the Qian family stopped saying anything more.

At this time, the nanny Aunt Liu hurried back from outside. The Qian family's daughter-in-law stepped forward to pick her up. The two of them went to work in the kitchen. It seemed that the Qian family had a strong sense of division of labor and cooperation.

Everyone returned to the master bedroom again, and Bian Mu briefly explained to Mr. Qian that perhaps someone had done Mr. Qian's work over the phone beforehand. From the beginning to the end, the old man never raised any objection.

With the help of everyone, Bian Mu first inserted an acupuncture needle into the "Xiangu point" of Mr. Qian's left foot. The needle was inserted very shallowly, and the medium-sized "Gunlong Golden Needle" was used. Bian Mu squatted on the bed. Bian Mu gently lifted the needle button and slowly moved it in and out. The technique seemed very slow. Then, sometimes it was rotated clockwise, sometimes it was rotated counterclockwise. After a while, everyone saw Bian Mu making six moves and nine moves. His technique was extremely skillful... …

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It wasn't until Bian Mu started to sweat a little on his forehead that the "burning mountain fire" needle was completed.

Bian Mu just straightened up and was about to stretch to protect himself when everyone heard Mr. Qian say softly: "Ouch! Why does my left foot feel a little burning? Oh! The heat is still rising... Good guy! Young man, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Qian family looked surprised and happy.

"Mr. Qian! Don't talk for now, close your eyes, rest your mind, and try to recall the happiest moments of the year. I have to get another injection. If nothing happens, your right wrist will feel cold later. The feeling is not an illusion, it is a normal acupuncture reaction. In the same way, try not to talk and think about happy things, and the effect of acupuncture will become more obvious." Bian Mu smiled and explained a few words.

"Oh... I understand. I will cooperate. I will definitely cooperate!" After saying that, Mr. Qian closed his eyes, as if he was in trance, and did not say another word.

Bian Mu stretched a few times and asked the grandson of the Qian family to go outside and bring a higher chair. He sat on the chair and stabbed the "Daling point" on Mr. Qian's right wrist. This time , he uses a capillary needle, which is very short and thin. If someone's eyes are too close and the reflection is insufficient, they may even turn a blind eye.

In this way, a yin-yang acupuncture circuit is established.