Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1870 Breaking Through Qi
Nowadays, Bian Mu's reputation is soaring. No matter how confident Director Guo is, he can't help but treat Bian Mu differently. Moreover, through the occasional feedback from some relatives and friends about first-hand industry information, Director Guo has long been convinced that Bian Mu's background must be exceptionally powerful.

Today, by chance, I humbly sought his advice, but this famous young doctor, who was extremely popular, kept making excuses and refusing to tell the truth. This further convinced Director Guo that even if Bian Mu was not the kind of person who sought fame and fortune, his actual medical skills were probably not that great.

In addition, it must be admitted that Bian Mu is indeed quite experienced. No wonder he has become the head of the National Medical Clinic at such a young age. To be honest, in his spare time, Director Guo himself has also thought that even if he retires in the future and opens a clinic with a few friends in the same industry, his qualifications in all aspects will not reach the level of the National Medical Clinic.

Having figured this out, Director Guo felt much relieved and naturally stopped asking for further diagnostic details.

After exchanging a few pleasantries and making up an excuse, Director Guo got up, said goodbye, and left.

Liao Jinsheng had already finished eating. Seeing that Director Guo had walked away, he quickly asked, "He can be so influential at the Municipal Central Hospital, so his skills must be top-notch. He's a PhD from overseas, so he should have some expertise. What do you think? Is there anything you can't say directly?"

"Oh! You're quite highly educated! Hey! Here's something interesting. You were facing away from the piano earlier, so you didn't see him, but he plays the piano really well!"

"Really? A PhD who returned from overseas! That's normal! What interesting story is it?" Liao Jinsheng pressed.

"Both of them use the sense of touch with their fingers. You tell me... when he plays the piano... compared to when he takes a patient's pulse, do you think there are any similarities in the sense of touch between their fingers?" Bian Mu suddenly said these words.

"This... damn! I really hadn't thought of that. What do you mean?"

"Just now! He played quite well. I just looked through the medical records he sent over. You wouldn't believe it, he's incredibly meticulous and careful in his work. I believe he rarely makes mistakes, otherwise, he wouldn't have been transferred to head a large department in the city center. But... his whole life, maybe... I'm just guessing! Don't take it too seriously! His downfall is all because of his 'broken' character!" Saying this, Bian Mu ladled out another bowl of soup and took a few sips.

"What do you mean?" Liao Jinsheng asked curiously.

"Being too excellent, too rigorous, too standardized... what will happen in the long run?" Bian Mu said with a smile, offering a few words of insight.

"You mean he's become a bit rigid in his medical practice?"

"More than that! It's obvious he's incredibly shrewd! He's not only well-versed in medicine, but he's also extremely proficient in things outside of medicine. Thinking back, he is indeed quite good at playing the piano, but... it doesn't seem to have triggered much of the soul's depths. In short, he's just very skilled in technique. Anyone with a bit of effort could achieve that. I'm wondering... when he takes a patient's pulse, it's probably not much different from playing the piano. He probably doesn't touch much of the pulse at the level of essence, energy, and spirit. As for the deeper things that touch the soul, he probably won't be able to touch them in this lifetime. But... that's good, it saves him from going astray and going mad halfway through." By the end, Bian Mu felt he had said a bit too much and crossed some lines, so he quickly stopped talking.

"That's so mysterious?!" Liao Jinsheng asked in surprise.

"More or less! I just looked through his medical records. He's extremely cautious with medication, afraid of making a mistake. Of course, his skill level is quite good, and the prescriptions aren't seriously flawed. The only problem is that he can't seem to 'break the qi' (vital energy), so the therapeutic effect hasn't materialized." "That sounds interesting. Tell me more about it!"

"When we use medicine in traditional Chinese medicine, it's sometimes like going to war. No matter how severe the patient's condition is, most of the time, the medicine in the prescription must be strong enough to 'penetrate' the pathogenic qi in the patient's body. If it's too weak, it won't be effective and will be time-consuming and laborious; if it's too strong, it will damage the liver and kidneys, and before the disease is cured, it will add new troubles to the patient. The prescription must have a main medicine that penetrates and breaks through the defenses. Choosing the right one is not enough. It also needs to be accompanied by one or two auxiliary medicines. The three medicines together can both break through and nourish. In addition, it's not that increasing the dosage will make it more effective. Sometimes, a few grams is just a few grams. A little more or less will not work. In this respect, our numerology school still has a certain advantage. They should be a little lacking."

"Oh, is that what happened? So all those questions you asked earlier, like about divorce and remarriage, are they related to the prescription?"

"Of course! Director Guo probably practices medicine in the style of the hospital school. When we prescribe medicine for patients, we must fully examine their condition. To us, the patient is both a medicine and an enemy. When prescribing medicine, we must imagine each patient as one or more medicinal herbs. Really! At the same time, we treat the patient as an enemy and use traditional Chinese medicine techniques to slowly transform them into our friends, ultimately defeating them and winning them over in one fell swoop. He seems to know nothing about this, but we can still see some clues from those medical records."

"Damn! I get it now. Forget about him, there are probably no more than 10 people in the entire city of Lijin who have reached this level in medicine, besides you. It's incredible. Most top-notch TCM doctors don't have that kind of brain. I'm impressed!"

"Pshaw! There's always someone better than you! There are plenty of good doctors out there. We've eaten enough, let's get going!"

"Let's go!" With that, Liao Jinsheng gestured to a familiar waiter and asked him to transfer the bill to his card. He was a VIP member here and could get discounts, and he would settle the bill at the end of the year.

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With all the evidence for the patent secured, Bian Mu prepared an application. However, the production progress at "Hongyang" Pharmaceutical Company was still quite slow. Bian Mu insisted on testing the drug's efficacy at a pre-arranged hospital first, without rushing to expand production. In other words, the detoxifying ointment was not in a hurry to be officially launched for sale.

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That afternoon, just past five o'clock, Bian Mu was giving a middle school boy acupuncture when a male and a female staff member from the Seventh Municipal Hospital arrived, saying they were entrusted by Director Chen to talk to Bian Mu about something.

Judging from the ointment, Bian Mu asked the two interns to help watch over the boy while he was waking up from the injection. He got up and went to the rest area to chat with the two medical staff.

"After using the ointment you developed, two patients have experienced significant discomfort so far. Our Dean Chen said it was a normal reaction, so we didn't bother you. It was only when one of the patients suddenly developed a persistent high fever that we came over to ask how to handle the situation."

Hearing this, Bian Mu smiled slightly, not taking it too seriously.