Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1879 Old Wounds
As a general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, Professor Meng Shulan possesses exceptional expertise in internal medicine, gynecology, pediatrics, some oncology departments, and minimally invasive and delicate surgeries, and has long been regarded as an authoritative representative in these fields. Furthermore, she has made significant contributions to the teaching of traditional Chinese medicine, serving as a doctoral supervisor for many years, and has nurtured countless students.

In the vicinity of Lijin City, most women and children who consider traditional Chinese medicine treatment will first make an appointment with Professor Meng Shulan in Lu County to hear what Professor Meng has to say.

In the local TCM community, Professor Meng's influence is absolutely no less than that of Nie Yixiong.

Although they had never met, Bian Mu had read many of Professor Meng's professional papers. When he was in college, Bian Mu had been trying to imitate Professor Meng's writing style and draft a set of professional paper writing styles of his own. In Bian Mu's mind, Professor Meng had always been a highly respected role model in the industry.

When Bian Mu sees patients in his outpatient clinic, he occasionally comes into contact with a few patients referred from Meng's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic or Professor Meng's clinic at a top-tier hospital. For these patients, Bian Mu usually downplays the cause of their illness and asks little or no questions about their previous medical experiences. Even if the patients and their families bring it up themselves, he pretends to be oblivious, focusing on the core of the illness and providing the most effective treatment in the simplest way possible. He never discusses Professor Meng's medical skills in public or private, never!
This Mr. Qiu is different; I need to get involved in some things and say a few more words.

There are many criteria for judging whether a traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) diagnosis is accurate enough. One of them is this: if the prescription is correct and accurate, the patient will feel more and more comfortable after a few doses of medicine; conversely, if the prescription is not good and is not correct for the condition, then the prescription is not good enough and is not correct for the condition!
After a few questions, Bian Mu guessed that Meng Shulan might have overworked herself, and even the most meticulous prescriptions can have flaws. Perhaps one of the prescriptions wasn't quite right. Of course, the problem could also lie with the herbs; maybe some of the main ingredients weren't from authentic sources, thus diminishing the efficacy of the decoction.

On Mr. Qiu's side, out of consideration for face, he was hesitant to speak frankly about some truths that would be detrimental to the relationship between the two parties, which prevented Teacher Meng from adjusting the prescription in time and thus caused her to miss the opportunity for timely treatment.

Of course, there is another possibility: Ms. Qiu's condition is more complicated. For example, if she returns to a certain special environment, her condition may relapse. Once she leaves that environment, her condition will be relieved or disappear completely.

The world is full of wonders, and sometimes it's really hard to say what's going on.

Even when Bian Mu is practicing medicine, he occasionally dozes off; it's inevitable!

"Mr. Qiu! We need to check his pulse again." As he spoke, Bian Mu folded several handkerchief boxes on the chair and used them to re-examine Mr. Qiu's pulse.

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"As you should know, Professor Meng is quite close to the Lu family. Some things... if Dr. Lu hears them, it won't be good for anyone, so..." Bian Mu laid the groundwork with a few words.

"Understood, understood! Please speak! I will keep my mouth shut."

"In our 'numerical medicine' school of thought, the discomfort you are experiencing should be treated with massage therapy before herbal decoctions. Of course, every doctor will interpret the pathology differently, but ultimately they will arrive at the same conclusion. Please don't worry about this, Mr. Qiu."

"No, not at all! Actually, I'm not that familiar with Professor Meng. It's all thanks to Xiao Lu's mother's kindness! Well... shall I try massage therapy first?"

"Okay, I have a senior female colleague who is an expert in massage. In the middle of summer, it will be more convenient for you two as you are the same sex. She is currently in charge of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine Physiotherapy at the Seventh Municipal Hospital. She is a director-level doctor. Shall I make a call now? I will send the relevant treatment plan to her phone later. She is just doing some preliminary treatments for you on my behalf. You can go wherever you like for the later stages!"

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"You're welcome!" After saying that, Bian Mu took out his phone and called Mu Shiye to give her a few brief instructions, which Mu Shiye readily agreed to.

Afterwards, the two did not take the elevator, but walked back along the stairs. Bian Mu told Mr. Qiu that she needed to send him some photos and videos of her usual work scenes. In addition, if he didn't mind, she also needed to send him pictures of her home layout and the neighborhood environment.

Mr. Qiu immediately said he would do as instructed.

"Keep that bottle of ointment for now. I'll have Dr. Lu send you some more later. Apply it whenever you feel unwell, just a little bit. It should at least make you more comfortable for the time being." "Thank you, Dr. Bian, you're truly amazing! Fellow practitioner of medicine, my apologies for not respecting you!"

"It's currently in the clinical trial stage, and we might need your help to launch a full-scale sales campaign later."

"Dr. Bian, there's no need to be so polite. It's my duty! Let's cooperate sincerely and achieve mutual benefit!"

"Mutual benefit!"

Chatting and laughing, the two returned to the private room. The first batch of cold dishes was ready, and the three of them sat down to continue ordering and serving food. Throughout the entire process, Lu Yisi didn't ask a single question. He knew that Bian Mu's medical skills seemed to have reached an unfathomable level, and President Qiu's matter was simply insignificant.

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Around 8 p.m., in the living room of the Wu family's old house.

Bian Mu washed all the accumulated clothes, stretched his arms and back a few times, and casually made a phone call to Xiao Liu, a former colleague from the hospital back home who worked at the pharmacy.

"Who is Director Wu Jinshuo? I don't remember him at all."

"Hey! That time, an electrician fell from a tower and injured his shoulder. He works for a good company, so the medical insurance reimbursement rate is high. Since it was a work injury, Director Wu suggested surgery as a precaution. They would insert a special kind of splint, one above and one below, connected by six wires for elasticity and fixation. Then, they would insert a few steel plates somewhere. The electrician's family said he was still young and wondered if traditional Chinese medicine had any good conservative treatment options. So they went to Director Kuang! Unfortunately, Director Kuang was busy and not available. Oh! You bumped into him. You told him that conservative treatment would easily lead to a full recovery, but... you'd need to find a specialist to custom-make a set of force and protective gear..." On the phone, Xiao Liu from the pharmacy patiently recalled for a long time.

"Oh... stress brace system, that has to be custom-made, our hospital can't do it. Oh, I remember now, that electrician's mother seems to know a little about medicine, right!"

"Yes! His mother has relatives in the city, and they seem to be quite influential. In the past two years, every family member has had to go through countless rounds of questioning. Later, a certain orthopedic expert in the city told you something similar, and he went directly to a specialized hospital in the city for treatment. Afterwards, Director Wu had some reservations about you..."

"Damn! You still gave your phone number to his son?!"

"Tch! Aren't you supposed to be a gentleman? Known for your magnanimity. Besides, they've come to me, how can I refuse? So, how about it, easy to deal with?"

"Well...right, you seem to know a little bit about everything! When Director Wu was young, wasn't he stabbed in the leg? Or suffered some kind of penetrating injury?!"

"Damn! How would I know about this?! Seriously? You could see that? You have godlike eyes!"

"Pshaw! It's just an empirical deduction. I treated a similar patient a while ago. He was a man in his late thirties. A few years ago, he got into a fight with someone over a woman and was stabbed in the thigh, in the non-aortic area. Luckily, the assailant wasn't very strong and the knife wasn't particularly sharp, so he escaped unharmed. When he came to see me, the stab wound had already healed. I spent a long time trying to figure it out but couldn't find the root cause. Later, I carefully deduced it using counting rods. Once I had a clue, when I took his pulse, there was much more evidence. After that, I asked his family, and they were right every time."

"I'm impressed! This doctor is unparalleled!"

After chatting for a few more minutes, Bian Mu hung up the phone.