Practicing business and practicing medicine

Different from other fellow Chinese medicine practitioners who have special skills, Bian Mu's reputation is rising linearly like the positive function graph. The recognition and expectations of Bian Mu's medical skills by patients and their families who are relatively familiar with him are also rising linearly year-on-year.

However, people still slightly "underestimate" Bian Mu's medical skills, or in other words, people still don't know much about the overall strength of Dr. Bian Mu, a cutting-edge representative of the contemporary new school of traditional Chinese medicine.

Master Ma looked to be in his forties. If he calculated on his fingers, it would have been at least forty years ago when he stole cold drinks from the store. Could it be that Dr. Bian Mu's pulse diagnosis can really travel through time and space and reach that embarrassing point? Time point? !

It’s incredible!

The details of Bian Mu's medical speculation even included the location, the age of the person involved, and the specific circumstances of the incident... It was just short of accurately describing the specific actions and plot of the incident at that time.

Is there such a magical Chinese medicine doctor in the world? !

When I was a child, I was very straightforward, and who didn’t have a few embarrassing things? After bowing his head and being silent for a moment, Master Ma admitted frankly: "It did happen, but... the man who hit me was not the shop owner's son, but his nephew. He was already an adult at that time and was working in a brick and tile factory. At work, his uncle had already let me go, but he chased me out and beat me, saying something to make me remember..."

"Haha... He was holding a black wooden stick or something like an instrument and hit the back of his hand. Am I right?" Treating patients and saving people comes first. Bian Mu was young after all, and he didn't even think about taking the patient's personal life into account for a moment. privacy.

Fortunately, the old incident has passed many years ago. At that time, Master Ma was still young, so in the end it really didn't matter.

"It seems so... I was just dodging and running away, so I didn't pay much attention. What's wrong? Is that stick related to my current injury?!" The horse master asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes, that should be a gloomy piece of wood. I also thought that the shop owner's son hit you. In other words, the strength of his attack was limited. Since you remember that it was an adult man who hit you, then He was still merciful. According to the situation at that time... If he really wants to beat you up, they won't be able to explain it to the police or your parents in the future. Besides, how much is a stick of ice cream or a box of ice cream worth? , It’s not worth it, but... you were unlucky, the man was using a dark wood, have you heard of it?" At this point, Bian Mu wrote on the blank medical paper. Write the three characters "Gloomy Wood".

The man leaned forward and looked for a few times, then shook his head gently.

"I'm not very educated. This is the first time I've heard of this kind of wood. What's wrong? Is this kind of wood poisonous?" Master Ma asked with confused eyes.

"The wood itself is not poisonous, but... I am afraid that the identity of the shop owner is not simple, or in other words, the people who put the wood in their shop are not simple. Let's put it this way, the origin of the gloomy wood is somewhat special. Moreover, there are many protrusions on it, not wooden thorns, but protrusions. One or two of the protrusions hit the back of your hand. If you recall, did you break a small piece on your right hand at that time? In fact, the man His hand was not heavy, but the skin on the back of your hand was scratched and stretched by the dendrites, and there must have been blood at that time. "

"Yes, there was a lot of blood. When his nephew saw the blood, he was a little nervous. He threw the wood on his hand on the ground and looked for medicine and cloth strips for me to deal with it. He also stole the ice cream. I didn’t pursue it anymore, and I didn’t dare to tell my parents afterwards. It was so confusing that the bad thing was over. If you hadn’t brought it up again today, I wouldn’t have been able to remember it in this life..."

"Then... think about it again, has the store owner been called by the police several times to cooperate with investigations?"

"This... I really can't remember. At that time, I was just a silly kid who was just playing around all day long. I really had no impression of the things that happened to adults on the street... From what Dr. Bian said... could the shop owner be suspected of..." At this point, Master Ma suddenly realized something and immediately stopped talking.

As a man in his forties, his life experience is increasing year by year. He already has a clear guideline in his heart about what to say and what not to say. What's more, there are still several patients standing around who are watching the patient from a distance. As for the family members, they realized something was wrong, and Master Ma immediately stopped talking.

The onlookers made all kinds of guesses, but everyone at least reached a consensus in private: the owner of the store was not a good person, the people who came and went must not have clean hands and feet, and that magical wood must have come from something wrong, and it had stains on it. There is something unclean. The Master Ma in front of him is unlucky and was poisoned at a young age.

"That's about right! At that time, some dirty stuff seeped into your blood. Since that unclean stuff itself is not poisonous, so... for many years, you have not shown any symptoms. Later, you have been consuming cold food for a long time, especially iced beer. To be honest, you have become addicted to it. Over time, a lot of cold air has accumulated in your spleen meridian, kidney meridian, stomach meridian... and many other places, which can never be discharged from the body. Over time, it has become evil, and over time, it has become poison. In layman's terms, it is cold poison. You have been engaged in various jobs similar to slaughtering for a long time, and it is inevitable that your hands will be injured. You should have handled it in a simple and hasty manner, and never went to a regular hospital for professional treatment. Through the blood flow, transmission, and convergence... In the end, many... Years ago, that special dirt and sore poison had a pharmacological chemical reaction. The dirt on the dark wood is positive, not negative as people imagine. The cold evil in your body is negative. The yin and yang stimulate each other and eventually form a very domineering internal evil poison. This toxin mixed with at least three special substances is quite powerful. Theoretically, it can reach the level of turning bones into calcium and then into gray matter. Just like imagination, ordinary muscles, fascia, tendons...how can they withstand its strong erosion? That is to say, your own physique is not bad, otherwise, your right hand would have been left a long time ago. It looks okay on the outside, but the inside has been atrophied beyond recognition..." At this point, fearing to scare Master Ma, Bian Mu stopped talking.

At this time, people found that Master Ma's face was sweating.

Scared!

"Then... can it be cured?" Master Ma, who is usually very strong, asked timidly like a young wife who has suffered a great grievance.

The onlookers even heard a little bit of pleading in their ears.

"It can be cured! However, you have to strictly follow the doctor's orders. I went upstairs just now... To be honest, I just wanted to observe secretly to see to what extent you can respect the doctor's arrangements. Not bad! You passed!" At this point, an unfathomable smile emerged on Bian Mu's face. At first glance, no one could guess what was going on in Bian Mu's mind at this moment.