Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1917 Tianfang
The "Tang Xie" Hotel, hosted by Louis Lu, features a music-themed tea restaurant that combines Chinese and Western cuisine in a wonderful atmosphere.

"Getting into the expert group is almost as good as getting a senior professional title, so why are you still a little resistant?! Can you tell me?! What are you thinking? Is it just a difference in medical philosophy between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine?" Lu Yisi asked with a smile while cutting his steak.

Hearing this, Bian Mu smiled calmly, sat up straight, put the knife and fork on the stand, and replied with a few words.

“The fundamental medical philosophies of everyone are too different. I would definitely have to give my consultation opinion if I went over, right? The surgery was clearly your responsibility, you were the surgeons. To be honest, if we disagreed and everyone held our own opinions, would it be necessary to have a big argument in front of the operating table?! Is it necessary?! If I were to be hypocritical, what would I be doing there? Making friends with industry celebrities?! Do you think they would treat me as an equal, apart from being a little curious? Then what would I be doing there?! Vanity?! Gaining some empty fame?! Pshaw! Anyone with a brain wouldn't believe that!” Since there were no outsiders around, Bian Mu naturally spoke the truth.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yisi couldn't help but purse his lips slightly. In his opinion, Bian Mu came from a rather low background and seemed a little inferior at the moment.

"You're overthinking it! The teachers usually seem very kind and generous, which is quite different from what you think. So... tell me, where exactly are the points of disagreement?" Lu Yisi asked with a smile.

“First… we need to do stress testing! It seems most top-tier hospitals haven’t installed that kind of equipment yet! As a second option, we need to do a stress model simulation, right? Do they have the relevant concepts? They probably don’t have the relevant algorithms or mathematical models. Then, as a third option, let’s find some special paper to build a human anatomy model and calculate it line by line. Do you think they can accept that?” Picking up her knife and fork, Bian Mu explained as she cut her steak.

"You seem to be asking for too much. This time, make the surgery more precise. Mr. Wu already learned his lesson last time. Just be more careful this time. He'll need to rest in bed for more than half a year and use more good medicine to help the bone heal. You're making it a bit too complicated!" Lu Yisi said with a smile, somewhat disapproving.

“The core plan has already been finalized, so there’s no need for me to go and cause trouble. For this kind of surgery, the postoperative stress response must at least be... Zhan hook, remember? The motorized hook used to connect the various carriage units of a train, also known as the Zhan hook.”

"You mean that thing? I've seen it. The design is quite exquisite and full of wisdom," Lu Yisi said sincerely.

"This surgery has to achieve the effect of the 'Jan hook,' where the stress response is active, not static. In other words, this surgery has to be a live surgery; otherwise, it will break again sooner or later. Moreover, if it breaks again, it will be a chain reaction of multiple sites. If things go wrong, Director Wu might lose some of his normal walking ability, and he might become semi-disabled. I heard from our former colleagues that the old man has a very stubborn personality, and he might not listen to all the post-operative advice. So... to avoid the embarrassment of meeting him when I go back to my hometown in the future, I'd better stay away from this matter!" Bian Mu told the truth with a smile.

"Live surgery... it's just leaving some room for the wounds to heal on their own after surgery! Oh! That thing... the calculation is indeed difficult, our orthopedic doctors here probably can't handle it, and it's not realistic to bring in an expert from Nanjin right now... Oh well, what goes around comes around! I'll just say you really can't get away."

"Thanks! There's nothing I can do, I can't perform such complex surgeries!" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"Hahaha... You've essentially deserted your post! By the way, there have been a lot of rumors circulating about you lately, saying things like you're just trying to gain fame or creating a mystery. It all started with the Yu family father and daughter's constant trips back and forth to the countryside. I don't really understand it. If things like the houseleek are so important, and Mr. Yu has already retired, and his daughter doesn't have a formal job and is renting a house, why don't they just stay in the countryside for a while? Wouldn't the beautiful scenery be more conducive to recuperation?" Lu Yisi changed the subject to the Yu family father and daughter's matter.

"It's a long story... In traditional Chinese medicine, pulse diagnosis is divided into two types: visible pulse and hidden pulse. Miss Yu's visible pulse is broken, but her hidden pulse is still there. After all, she is still very young, and her kidney energy is still sufficient. With careful care, she still has a chance to recover. Nowadays, she has been confined to a wheelchair for many years. The hidden pulses below the visible pulses of the seven meridians and eight extraordinary meridians are like ice, or, to use an internet slang term, sealed! The visible and hidden pulses of the upper, middle, and lower jiao (three burners) operate independently, with no energy exchange between them. I arranged for them to frequently travel between urban and rural areas. On the surface, it seems like a hassle, but actually... with wheelchairs and cars taking her around, the elderly and the sick get sick, and after a round of this, not to mention anything else, in late summer and early autumn, she sweats a lot. In addition, she also acts as my accountant! All this mental and physical exertion has revitalized her spirit. She immediately feels like a half-normal person, filled with boundless hope for the future. Her entire qi system has been reactivated, which is equivalent to self-healing!" Bian Mu explained patiently. “Oh…I see…When people’s hearts are at peace, all diseases disappear?!” Lu Yisi said with a smile.

"You're really something! You hit the nail on the head right away. I don't know what your Western medicine has to say about this, but we in Traditional Chinese Medicine have always believed that the heart is the monarch of the organs, and the heart meridian, with the heart as its core, has always controlled all diseases in the human body. Her heart, which was gradually withering, slowly recovered during the trip between the two places. Whether the pine tree is pine or not is more of a prop. Of course, we in Traditional Chinese Medicine always emphasize 'nine heavens' in treating diseases. Pine tree, old courtyards and old houses, well water... plus a sincere heart, when combined, it becomes a divine prescription. To put it simply, everything in the world can become an ingredient in a prescription. Traveling back and forth every few days is equivalent to decocting medicine, hehe..."

"What a wonderful place! It's truly mysterious. Every time I have a deep conversation with you, I learn a lesson and benefit greatly! Here! Let me toast you!" Lu Yisi toasted Bian Mu with fruit tea instead of wine.

"You're welcome!" Bian Mu quickly returned the toast.

"Oh, right, there's something else I need to ask you about. It's almost the beginning of autumn, but my mom's diarrhea just won't get better. It doesn't usually affect her work, but it's still a problem. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Oh! Your bowel movement wasn't ideal, was it?"

"Hmm! It happens every two or three days, and it's loose stools, but not diarrhea, and there are no accompanying symptoms like abdominal pain. My appetite hasn't decreased much either; it's basically normal!"

"Let me see the relevant inspection report!"

"I'll send you my phone." With that, Lu Yisi sent the compressed file that she had prepared beforehand to Bian Mu's phone.

……

“It doesn’t look like anything serious. How about… we video chat with your aunt? Is that convenient?” Bian Mu said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Louis was overjoyed. He first called his mother, and soon after, everything was ready. Bian Mu gave a quick "visual examination"...