Practicing business and practicing medicine

Perhaps realizing that she had lost her composure somewhat, the woman stretched out her left hand and gently stroked her hair on her forehead, then stopped crying and apologized: "I'm sorry! Life is really hard, I couldn't help it... Doctor Bian, please forgive me!"

"It's okay! It's much better to say it out loud than to keep it in your heart. With your usual personality, if you didn't trust me, you wouldn't tell me these things. It's okay, I'm just helping people solve their problems!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Doctor Bian is broad-minded, not comparable to ordinary doctors. I know it... Maybe it was at that time that my son had something on his mind. I usually work two jobs and am too busy to observe his emotional changes. Later... he couldn't stay in the company anymore. Although my son is relatively incompetent, he is also a shameless person. He knows that if the company hadn't seen that he graduated from a prestigious university, he would have been fired long ago. He resigned after receiving some salary." At this point, the woman seemed to be a little short of breath and stopped talking to take a short break.

"Is he the only son?" Bian Mu asked casually while eating watermelon.

"Yes... divorced family. His father cheated on him when he was seven years old and went to Shanghai with a woman to pursue his ideals. For many years, I raised him alone. Alas... I was blind..."

"Hehe... most of the past events are unbearable to look back on, so let's not talk about them. You didn't get married again, did you?" Anyway, there were no other patients waiting for treatment, so it's better to talk about it thoroughly so that Bian Mu can prescribe the right medicine.

"I didn't have that thought at all... I thought that raising my son to adulthood would be enough for me, but who would have thought that my son was too weak and couldn't bear the slightest change in the six qi of heaven and earth... Alas..." The woman's words were somewhat knowledgeable.

"Have you learned the art of Mek?" Bian Mu asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, the woman's face showed a bit of surprise.

"Oh... I forgot that as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, you must be quite proficient in Xuanmen, otherwise... I'm afraid you can't handle those strange diseases that are rumored on the street... Sorry, sorry! Please forgive me!" Realizing that she might have said something wrong, the woman apologized quickly.

"Since everyone has been in contact with the six sects of Xuanmen, why not speak freely and help each other!"

"I don't deserve it. What do I, a woman, know? It was back then... when my father was alive, I always saw him fiddling with abacus and tortoise shells at his desk. Out of curiosity, I also heard and saw some of it. Sorry to make you laugh!" At this point, the woman's face turned a little rosy, and she must be in a much better mood.

"You're welcome! Then... you must have used some medicine on your son?"

"Yes... I haven't studied medical monographs systematically, I just picked up a few words from my father, all of which are very mild and common medicines, and I never dare to use special prescriptions. In addition, I know a little about scraping and massage, and I have been doing some regulatory treatment for him since he was young. It used to be effective, but in the past one or two years, it has almost no effect, so... after thinking for a long time, I still shamelessly ask you for help."

"You're welcome! Hearing what you said, we are half-comrades, so let's sit down and discuss. I guess... you should know the processing techniques of medicinal materials such as flying sand and poison, plundering gold and trapping impurities?" Bian Mu suddenly said these words.

"Nothing can be hidden from Doctor Bian. I do know a little bit, but... it seems to be not very effective in the past one or two years, especially in the past six months. My son has been unable to work normally. Sigh..."

"Oh! You have used a lot of cinnabar and amber over the years, right?"

Hearing this, the woman was surprised and looked up at Bian Mu for a few times.

The woman nodded lightly.

"Your son is somewhat poisoned, and it is the 'water line poison'. You have been infusing your motherly love for many years. Sigh... I estimate that your son is 80% poisoned!"

Hearing this, the woman panicked.

"Then... the thing I am most worried about has happened?! Can it be cured?"

"You need to see me. Your son is not bedridden, right?" Bian Mu asked with a gloomy face.

"That's not the case. He...is not very normal mentally, and he talks less and less. He has a serious social phobia. I guessed it myself. Later...I went to the provincial hospital to see experts from various departments for several times. They said it was pseudo-anxiety obsessive-compulsive disorder and there was no medicine for it?!" The woman hurriedly explained for a long time.

"Oh! Did you see Mr. Nie?" Bian Mu asked casually.

"Yes! I asked a relative to make an appointment and I saw him at Mr. Nie's house. Mr. Nie told us to rent a small courtyard in the countryside of Nanjin. Except for winter, let my son work barefoot in the vegetable garden for a year, and the disease will be basically gone." The woman told the truth.

"You know, Mr. Nie's prescription should be symptomatic." Bian Mu said with a smile.

“At that time, I believed everything. Thanks to my relatives, we really went to Nanjin to find a beautiful village and stayed there for more than a year. My son was indeed very well-behaved, and many of his symptoms were indeed alleviated. However, I later found that the phlegm in his body suddenly increased several times. I am a person with a lot of worries. I thought that maybe we didn’t follow the doctor’s advice well enough?! Let’s find Master Nie again. The old man went to Shanghai to give lectures and was not in the local area. His apprentice couldn’t treat this strange disease, so I turned to Cen Songxue, who was also contacted by my relatives. Elder Cen took a look and said it was due to excessive cold and dampness. He suggested that we do steam bath treatment at home..."

"Oh... it sounds complicated... I guess... in the end, it messed up your son's meridians. The recent symptoms... he has phlegm and difficulty coughing, and his breath is disordered. Your son will cry for no reason from time to time, but he will be fine after that. Although he is a little socially anxious, he can go downstairs to pick up a package, go to the street to buy vegetables, and even help you cook a few meals. Is the real situation similar to what I said? "

Hearing this, the woman stood up excitedly.

"It's true. You two have only met a few times in the community. He doesn't know you, and you won't pay attention to him, but his symptoms are almost exactly what you said. So... can it be cured?"

"It can be cured, but you may not be able to do the three words of breaking, giving up, and leaving." Looking up at the sky for a few times, Bian Mu seemed to have guessed something.

"Let go?! I don't know what Dr. Bian means?" The woman was confused.

"This... the relationship between you and your son is not very normal. Of course, don't get me wrong, I mean... your son is a bit of a mama's boy... too much... So... if you want to give your son a healthy life, I suggest that you and your son should separate for a while. If you are worried, I have a place to arrange for him."

Hearing this, the woman was a little dumbfounded.