Merchant and doctor

Even though it was lunch break, Bian Mu's reputation was gradually growing, and he was on the verge of becoming a famous doctor in Lijin. Even during the break from get off work, from time to time there would be people lying on the window sill and looking inside, and Bian Mu would feel soft. Many people had heard of it. No need to register, just say a few nice words, and Bian Mu is so serious about seeing a doctor. At the same time, he is not disturbed by other patients. Therefore, occasionally someone will inevitably come to the clinic during lunch break to see Bian Mu.

The curtains are generally not drawn in the outpatient clinic on the first floor, and there is no need to do so during lunch break. Although Lao Hou, a gentleman, has nothing to be taboo about, "Bian's Clinic" is a well-known clinic after all, so you must pay attention to all details to avoid unnecessary trouble. This further affects the image of the clinic.

The second floor is much more convenient. Luo Zhanqi is doing treatment upstairs all day long, and the curtains are almost always closed. Besides, half of Bian Mu's self-made ophthalmic instruments are stored upstairs. It is convenient to go up for inspection now. .

Under normal circumstances, Bian Mu is reluctant to treat ophthalmology patients, for no other reason than for fear of causing trouble. Only when he meets someone he is familiar with, someone who knows the basics, who has nothing wrong with human nature, and whose eye disease is not very complicated, will he be willing to receive a doctor and give him a good treatment.

Lao Hou was different. He had martial arts skills and was a partner in disguise, so Bian Mu naturally had to take care of him.

"Pull up your shirt, I have to check your back." As he spoke, Bian Mu asked Lao Hou to lie down on the disposal bed.

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"It's okay, put on your clothes and be careful not to catch a cold again." After Bian Mu finished checking, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

After getting down and putting on his shoes, Lao Hou asked in confusion: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I also know some Chinese medicine. What do you mean by suddenly checking your back so seriously?"

"Tch! I'm afraid you're testing Sima Kui secretly! I'm warning you! I've been giving him acupuncture for a long time, and I know his skills much better than you. If you try to attack him, you won't be able to do anything!" With a serious face, Bian Mu warned Lao Hou a few words.

"Wow! What a brain! You mean...are you worried that Sima Kui is plotting against me behind my back? I'm really convinced by you. I've really thought about that..." Lao Hou didn't take it seriously at first and responded casually. After a few words and a few seconds, his mind finally turned around, and his face gradually turned ugly.

Bian Mu glanced at Lao Hou and roughly guessed his inner thoughts.

"Sima Kui is not a good person. He doesn't look like a senior at all. Listen to me tell you something... That man has basically recovered now..." As he spoke, Bian Mu explained how Sima Kui plotted against Luo Jiaming. I briefly talked about Guan Yuelin, his right-hand man.

It seemed that this was the first time that Lao Hou had heard about this, or perhaps it was the first time that he had heard the specific details.

After being silent for a long time, Lao Hou slowly spoke.

"Have you opened your eyes?" Lao Hou asked seriously.

"What nonsense are you talking about! My internal skills are at most 30% to 40% of Master Chuanwu's. I usually don't have time to polish it, so it's far behind!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Then...how do you see so accurately? As far as I know, Nie Yixiong should have opened his third eye when he was 33 years old, so...as long as he works hard, there is no disease in the world that he can't cure, God! You Are you almost like him?"

"Tch! You're looking down on me too much, but... this is the first time I've heard someone say that Mr. Nie opened the Third Eye! Is it just a rumor? Or is it true?" Bian Mu asked with a smile, half convinced.

"Several elders have said this... I have looked at each other with Mr. Nie, and I feel that it must be true. Forget it, let's not talk about them. You mean that I am eager to achieve success in practicing my internal skills, and my daily life has suddenly lost its order. , two in one, messed up my intraocular pressure? That’s why there are blood spots under my eyes?" Lao Hou guessed.

"Well! This is no small matter. I was worried that you had secretly met with Sima Kui just now. He is a vicious and cruel man. With your martial arts skills, I would also do tricks on your back, Sima Kui. If you are a master, your first reaction will be to plant a knife or something on your back. If that happens, it would be normal for you to have blood spots under your eyes. After the inspection just now, I feel relieved." Bian. Mu responded with a smile.

"Thankfully I came to your place today. You are a good friend. You noticed the bleeding under your eyes in time and warned me immediately. Otherwise... I would really have suffered a big loss."

"You've really stepped up your practice recently, sharply improving your skills, and then you'll meet Sima Kui again?!" Bian Mu asked in surprise.

"That's right! I'm a little anxious. Don't worry, I will never do such stupid things again in the future."    "Then... you listen to what I think. The masters of Cao Qiling and the others are very smart, and 80% of the time they will not take everything. Divided into three, I think... none of the three brothers got at least 10% of the things. Their old mentor had good intentions. As long as the three brothers have good intentions and unite to help each other, it is not difficult to deduce. For the remaining 10%, you can tell me whether my guess makes sense." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"That's right! After all, it's your brain that works best. No wonder...then...from now on, let's do the investigation work on Sima Kui's side last?"

"No! In principle, we don't need to contact him at all. As long as we take down the Cao family and the three strong sons, father and son, Sima Kui, a thief and thief, will have noticed it a long time ago. People like him will definitely He will take the initiative to find us. Before that, we brothers must seize the time to practice hard. Are you and I afraid that we can't control him as an old man together?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Yes! What's more, there are three strong men! He is much more powerful than the two of us. You are so powerful! I have a strategy. Compared with you, I will be a fool!" Lao Hou was convinced.

"Come! I'll put a needle in the back of your neck first. You may feel a little dizzy. Don't be nervous. Just react normally. After the dizziness disappears, you can just walk for a small week in your old way. After three hours, you will be fine. The difference in internal and external intraocular pressure can be reduced by at least 40%. If you come here three or four times tomorrow, the symptoms should disappear." As he spoke, Bian Mu began to disinfect the Golden Dragon Needle.

"Thanks!"

"Why are you so polite to me? If we're lucky, our dreams will come true... I'm still hoping to develop new drugs and make a lot of money!" Bian Mu joked with a smile.

Long needle, Dazhui point, bullet pricking technique... Bian Mu stabbed a golden needle with a serious expression.

It would take a while for the needle to wake up, and he had nothing to do. Bian Mu walked to the side naturally and started to figure out the oil paintings...

"I'm a little dizzy... Your bullet-thorn acupuncture technique is really religious, I understand! What are you looking at?"

"Oil painting by a female patient."

"It's quite valuable, isn't it?"

"How should I put it... If you meet the right occasion, meet the right buyer, and there are people in the industry hyping it up... it shouldn't be a problem to sell a painting for 1.8 million... Otherwise, it will be worthless! But... That's all beside the point. I study this stuff purely for the purpose of treatment... That woman's illness is very serious, and the root of the disease is too deep. Since I started practicing medicine, I have only met one patient with such a deep root of the disease! "

"Really? So mysterious?! Do you want my help?"

"You?! You'd better take care of your eyes first!" After that, Bian Mu was too lazy to talk to Lao Hou and continued to ponder the oil paintings in front of him.

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"It's okay, my head is not dizzy at all! Can I get out of breath?" Lao Hou asked softly.

"Oh...wait a minute! I'll set up the needle for you. You are not an ordinary person. I have to seal the eye of the needle." As he spoke, Bian Mu quickly walked to the treatment bed and slowly removed the golden needle. .

Then, Bian Mu disinfected the palm of his right hand three times, and massaged Lao Hou for three to five minutes with his palm facing the needle hole.

"Okay! Put on a blanket, just in case!" As he spoke, Bian Mu put a thin blanket on Lao Hou's back.

Lao Hou's kung fu was not bad. In less than two minutes, he had already entered the state...