Merchant and doctor

Chapter 865: The disease is covered with lesions
There were more and more people watching. As soon as the waiter left, the hotel manager hurried over.

"Dr. Huo! Let me do it!" With a flattering look on his face, the male manager planned to replace Mr. Huo.

"If you can't do it, ask the people under you to be more agile!" Mr. Huo ordered in a deep voice without any politeness.

"Hey...hey...I'll go over and urge you..." As he spoke, the male manager was about to go elsewhere to urge him.

As soon as he took a few steps, two waiters had already rushed over.

Looking back, Bian Mu said to the female doctor-looking nurse: "You! Put some gauze on the forceps, forceps in the left hand, chopsticks in the right hand, just don't let the patient's tongue block the airway. He already has some consciousness, and the movements Be gentle, watch his micro-expression changes at any time, and try not to choke him."

The lady who looked like a doctor reacted very quickly, and her hands and feet were quite nimble. It didn't take much time, and she had completely taken over from Bian Mu to carefully play with the patient's half-stiff and half-awakened sweetness...

Bian Muke had no time to make a move.

Everyone saw that he and another young lady in a white coat were asking for a piece of sterilized gauze and sterilized their hands first. Bian Mu asked for a pair of medical tweezers and soaked a piece of gauze halfway with high-strength liquor. I held the tweezers and applied it to the old gentleman's nostrils for a long time.

The old gentleman's daughter or daughter-in-law was going to dissuade him, but then he thought about it, what kind of person is Huo Dong! Since they didn't say much, the sunny and handsome male doctor in front of her should be quite reliable. At the end of the day, she chose to remain silent.

Then shake out a piece of medical gauze, Bian Mu poured some sesame oil on it, and compared their positions, Bian Mu gently placed the gauze stained with sesame oil on the patient's two nostrils. In the eyes of the onlookers, Bian Mu was like The old gentleman's nostrils were "blocked" with gauze stained with sesame oil.

Everyone was secretly surprised.

Damn it! The patient was obviously very hypoxic, but it was good for him to use sesame oil to block his nostrils. You don't know if it was strange or not.

Everyone has similar opinions.

But one thing is that as long as Mr. Huo doesn't have any objections, no one dares to say anything.

The place was quiet.

Pour out some white pepper powder, pile it on another piece of gauze, and then gently place it next to the old gentleman's nostrils.

"Come! Help me take off the old man's shoes and socks." As he spoke, Bian Mu called on everyone to take off the old gentleman's shoes and socks.

Disinfect and disinfect the silver needles I carried with me. One needle was inserted into the sole of the left foot near the bottom of the middle finger, and the other was inserted near the heel of the right foot.

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In less than a minute, everyone heard "ah yawn" several times, and the breath of the old man lying on the ground had already washed away the "pepper array" arranged by Bian Mu...

"It's okay! Mr. Huo, please ask the colleague from 120 to bring oxygen to the old man. I will give the old man the injection right now. For the sake of caution, it is more appropriate to send it to Teacher Cen Songxue first. You and Teacher Cen ?" As he spoke, Bian Mu knelt on the ground and removed the silver needle from the old gentleman's foot, then put it away.

"Our relationship is okay, leave it to me! Lao Qiu! You and others will follow you! Xiao Su, call Cen Songxue in my name and ask him to be ready for treatment." Mr. Huo had already knelt on his knees. I was lying sore and numb. When I heard this, I immediately became energetic and shouted a few instructions. Then I changed my posture and took the opportunity to take a rest.

...Fan Sanqiao heard something was wrong and rushed to the scene early. Seeing that there were enough people around Bian Mu, he was afraid of delaying the matter, so he didn't rush forward. Seeing that the matter was over, he walked to Bian Mu, handed Bian Mu some napkins, and motioned for him to trim his knees slightly.

Mr. Pan also watched the scene for a while, and once again saw Bian Mu's outstanding and impressive medical skills, he further determined in his heart that only Bian Mu could save his life.

Both Mr. Pan and Mr. Huo were acquaintances. After a while, the venue returned to normal order again. Mr. Huo invited Bian Mu and the three of them to sit down in a secluded corner.

The conversation was not conducive, and Qi Yuewei's uncle had no interest in on-site first aid. He said hello to his niece and claimed that he had important matters to deal with. The old man left in a hurry, taking his own car to an unknown destination.

Qi Yuewei arrived at the emergency scene and stayed there not long ago. She naturally had an idea of ​​Bian Mu's medical skills. She observed Bian Muxi's words and expressions and found that Bian Muxi looked as normal from beginning to end. She quietly withdrew from the crowd and went to find friends elsewhere to discuss the previously agreed matters. It's over.

When Qi Yuewei returned to the lobby on the first floor, she found that Bian Mu, Mr. Pan and Mr. Huo were having a very harmonious discussion. Realizing that it was inconvenient for her to go there and disturb her, she went to the second floor to find someone to prepare some food and drink for Bian Mu, and arranged for a The waitress pushed the dining cart down. She was a little tired and found a VIP lounge to rest for a while.

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Qi Yuewei had people deliver the food and drinks in good time. Bian Mu and the four of them were hungry, some ate smaller meals, and some drank hot bean paste drinks from large cups. For a moment, the atmosphere seemed very harmonious.

Fan Sanqiao didn't realize how annoying Mr. Pan was.

"Didn't Mr. Le's daughter-in-law say that her father-in-law is fine? Why is Dr. Bian so worried about Mr. Cen?" Out of curiosity, Mr. Huo asked with a smile.

"Mr. Le must be quite smart, especially when it comes to his own health. Simple health exercises, high-end supplements, Tai Chi fitness, swimming... He has not failed in any of them. This can be felt by taking a pulse. It's a pity that cleverness leads to cleverness... I guess! That Mr. Le usually likes to read at night, and he can sit for two or three hours at a time, which can be said to be concentrated. In short... In short, he has been trying to avoid In the end, all the 'sick energy' was accumulated on the acupuncture points near the base of the tongue due to his peculiar lifestyle. He is not the kind of person who really understands the art of guidance. The lesions are all accumulated around the tongue. I was probably excited about the academic lectures today and got sick!" While explaining, Bian Mu occasionally made gestures with his hands for a long time.

As soon as these words came out, Fan Sanqiao and the other three were all secretly surprised.

Bian Mu's diagnosis is truly magical!

"What do you mean... Only when we go to Mr. Cen and receive timely treatment can the disease on the tip of his tongue be cured?" Mr. Huo asked quickly.

"Absolutely! If nothing happens, Mr. Le will have to live with Mr. Cen for at least three or four months. However, if he stops taking the medicine midway, if he wants to go back... he can go home for a few days from time to time." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"I see... Apart from that, Mr. Le is still in good health, right?" Mr. Pan interjected with ulterior motives.

"In addition... the old gentleman at least... has obvious symptoms of varicose veins in his legs to varying degrees. I haven't had time to conduct further examination on the specific cause. Everyone, this matter is limited to private chat between the few of us. In order to avoid giving me It will cause unnecessary trouble, and we hope that the relevant conversation will not be spread." Bian Mu whispered a few words.

"That's natural!" Mr. Huo responded with a smile.

"No, no..." Mr. Pan responded simply.

"I just want to say that the circle of friends is so small, where can I go to spread the word! Haha..." At the end of the sentence, Fan Sanqiao himself was happy.

Seeing that it was getting late, he chatted for a few more words. Bian Muchong winked at Mr. Pan and Fan Sanqiao respectively, and the three of them immediately stood up and left.

(End of this chapter)