Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1902 Negative Energy Rejects Even Good Remedies
Bian Mu arrived at the clinic entrance, called Bian Yue, gave her a brief explanation, and then returned to the clinic to continue working.

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That noon, Bian Mu had just finished get off work and was about to ask Bian Yue out for a meal. After all, he had been entrusted with a task and should do his best to help her. The female college student was only a sophomore and in the prime of her life. Helping her would be a good deed.

Just then, Dr. Ning led two strangers into the consultation room, a man and a woman. The man looked to be in his early fifties, with a refined appearance and slightly hunched shoulders, though not exactly a hunchback. Half of his hair was white, which he had never dyed. His white short-sleeved shirt looked noticeably old-fashioned, but his jeans were the latest style. He was carrying a non-woven fabric bag with the words "Liu's Health Club" printed on it.

The man was followed by a woman in her early thirties, dressed very fashionably. She was nearly 1.7 meters tall, had a well-maintained figure, and exuded a model-like aura. She was also carrying a genuine leather handbag, the kind of leather document bag typically used in the workplace.

The woman's face was slightly pale, and she seemed to be lacking in energy. She also seemed to have a weak gait. It was clear that she had been feeling unwell for some time.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" Dr. Ning asked with a smile.

"No rush, I was just about to call my sister to go out for a quick bite. Is something wrong?" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"This is my senior colleague. He works at the Provincial Research Institute. He's recently run into some trouble and came here to discuss it with us in a moment of anxiety. Would it be convenient for us to discuss it?" Dr. Ning introduced him very politely.

"Oh! Hello! What's your surname?" Bian Mu quickly stepped forward and shook hands with the man, while also giving a polite smile to the woman behind him.

The woman responded with a smile; she seemed very intellectual.

"No need for formalities! My surname is Xue, the Xue of Xue Rengui. This is one of my patients. Alas! My medical skills are shallow, and I almost harmed him... I am truly sorry. If the condition hadn't been so bad, I wouldn't have chosen this time to disturb you. I hope you can forgive me." Doctor Xue was very polite for a long time.

“Hey! We can’t write two ‘doctor’ characters together, and with Dr. Ning’s connection, we’re not strangers. Please have a seat!” As he spoke, Bian Mu gestured for Dr. Ning to entertain the two guests, while he went out to prepare some drinks and seasonal snacks for the two special guests.

"This is a special type of pine glutinous rice cake made by our clinic. The patient's family was very helpful and processed it quite finely. It melts in your mouth and tastes a bit like mung bean cake. It should suit you well. Pair it with this black tea. It's not mealtime yet! Have a bite." Bian Mu deliberately gestured for the lady to eat a few bites of pine glutinous rice cake first.

The woman glanced at Doctor Xue naturally, her expression somewhat awkward. She was a little unaccustomed to Bian Mu's sudden enthusiasm upon meeting her.

"It's alright! Doctor Bian is extremely skilled in visual diagnosis. He can tell you're short of blood and energy with just a glance. Eat, eat! It's alright, I'm hungry too. Sorry for being rude, I'll have some too!" As he spoke, Doctor Xue casually picked up a small spoon and scooped up a piece of peanut and walnut honey shortbread to eat.

Dr. Ning was also a little hungry, so she sat down next to him and ate a few pieces of hawthorn and almond cake.

Bian Mu politely ate a small peach shortbread with her, which immediately made the atmosphere in the clinic much more harmonious.

“She’s a relative of mine and has always trusted traditional Chinese medicine. At first, I didn’t take it too seriously and just treated her normally. I tried to prescribe some mild medicine, but who would have thought that the more I treated her, the worse it got. This morning, while eating breakfast, she suddenly coughed up blood. I realized something was wrong, so I quickly contacted Dr. Ning and came to you for help. Alas! I’m not skilled enough and I’ve even caused trouble for my own relative…” As he said this, Dr. Xue rubbed his legs with self-reproach.

"As the old saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself! What's the big deal! My mother has always had some imbalance of qi and blood. Whenever I have free time, I try to help her regulate it. It's been two years now, but I haven't been able to completely reverse it. It's all the same, all the same! In the end, it's still not objective enough, haha..." Bian Mu smiled and said politely.

"You've been working hard all morning, why don't you hurry up and take a look? Xiaoyue is waiting!" Dr. Ning said politely with a smile.

“We’re all family, it’s alright. I haven’t mentioned it to her yet, we can do it another day. Well… let me take her pulse first!” With that, Bian Mu walked over to the woman, pulled up a chair, sat down, and took her pulse.

"Dr. Ning! Could you please help me examine her eyelids?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Ning disinfected his right hand and skillfully flipped the woman's eyelids. Bian Mu sat there and carefully examined her for a moment, and had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Alright! What do you do?" Bian Mu asked calmly.

"Lawyer!" the woman replied casually.

"You've been working for almost ten years, haven't you?" Bian Mu asked.

"Including the internship period, it should be enough."

"No wonder... there are a lot of criminal and divorce cases, right? Just guessing..." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Just as you guessed, what?! My sudden coughing up of blood is related to an occupational hazard?!" Hearing this, the woman's eyebrows shot up, and her face suddenly turned somewhat ugly.

"Half and half! These things...depend on the person! Doctor Xue! May I use the prescription you wrote before as a reference?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"I brought it all, here it is!" As she spoke, Dr. Xue casually unzipped the non-woven fabric and took out a blue folder, handing it to Bian Mu.

Bian Mu read it very carefully.

“Oh…we’re all family here, so I’ll just say what I think! As far as the pulse is concerned, Dr. Xue’s prescription is basically fine, you could even say it’s very effective. However…precisely because it’s so effective, it can cause problems if left untreated for too long! To give a somewhat inappropriate analogy, imagine a patient over 70 years old, an orthopedic patient. After surgery, the attending physician usually arranges for the patient to be discharged as soon as possible, as long as all indicators are within the normal range. This is actually more conducive to the patient’s recovery. However, some family members are not so accepting, feeling that the attending physician is somewhat heartless. Anyway, the family has money, and even if they have to pay more out-of-pocket expenses later, they are willing to let their elderly relatives stay in the hospital for a few more days, just for peace of mind! As you all know, this is actually not conducive to the patient’s recovery. Why? The hospital is a place with a lot of negative energy. If the discharge is delayed, elderly people are more likely to develop postoperative infections. In the end, the intention is good, but an infection occurs!” Bian Mu explained with a smile for a long time.

Dr. Ning seemed to understand but not quite.

Dr. Xue barely understood what he was saying.

The woman had absolutely no idea what Bian Mu was trying to say.

Seeing everyone's blank expressions, Bian Mu replied with a smile, "She has been dealing with clients who are full of negative energy for many years, including intentional harm, conspiracy to take revenge, and property disputes... Over time, she has accumulated a lot of negative energy in her body. For various reasons, she has not been able to expel much of it. So, it all accumulated at one-third of the way along the lung meridian, roughly around here..." As she spoke, Bian Mu stood up and gestured on her body for a long time.

"Does that mean the more appropriate the medicine I prescribe is, the more counterproductive it becomes?!" At this moment, Dr. Xue seemed to understand something.

"That's somewhat true! At work, while you're helping others solve their problems, you're exchanging energy with them every moment. Other colleagues, for various subjective and objective reasons, usually manage to release most of their stress after work, but you're different. For various reasons, it all ended up affecting your lung meridian." As he said this, Bian Mu took out a few blank medical record sheets and casually drew a few diagrams.