Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1923 Taking a Pulse

By shaking hands, Bian Mu checked the little boy's "body pulse." The so-called body pulse refers to the process by which a skilled TCM practitioner touches certain parts of the patient's body, such as the limbs. Professional TCM doctors use methods such as shaking hands, tapping, elbowing, and pressing the feet to induce a certain kind of response in the patient, thereby artificially creating a certain amplitude. Professional TCM doctors can perceive and observe the changes in this amplitude in a very professional way, and then summarize some patterns to explore the cause of a certain disease.

More than a year ago, Bian Mu's mastery of the "body pulse" technique was still quite average. After being spurred on by the middle-aged man who ambushed him, Bian Mu devoted himself to practicing the "sleeve whip" skill. Later, he even trained with Doctor Gong.

When the "sleeve whip" skill is practiced to a certain extent, it gradually requires the practitioner to integrate the "whole force" of the whole body. Otherwise, when the "sleeve whip" is used, it is difficult to achieve harmony between mind and intention and completeness. Gradually, Bian Mu's whole body "whole force" will be practiced to a certain degree.

With the release of "whole-body strength," combined with profound knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and reference to the most advanced medical understanding of the present day, Bian Mu's ability to assess people's "body pulse" rises to a very sophisticated level.

Whether Nie Yixiong could master this profound skill of traditional Chinese medicine was unknown to Bian Mu. Cen Songxue definitely couldn't, and Zhao Xicheng was probably in trouble as well. As for teachers like Meng Shulan and Lan Bingru, they probably wouldn't be able to learn it.

Thus, Bian Mu's journey across the world gained another solid and reliable hard-core skill!
Today, by sheer coincidence, I bumped into a patient with a complex and difficult-to-diagnose illness, so Bian Mu had a good chance to test just how far he had come in with his ability to sense the body's "pulse."

Bian Mu mastered the techniques of pulling, dragging, entangled, pushing, and shaking perfectly.

Even though the little boy's grandmother and uncle didn't know anything about medicine, they were very concerned and could guess what was going on. They looked at each other for a few moments and gradually realized that the sunny and handsome young doctor in front of them was definitely not simple.

……

Bian Mu had a better idea of ​​what was going on.

Looking at the little boy again, his forehead was already sweating, and his limbs seemed to have calmed down a bit, not as uncontrollable as before.

"Have you ever been to school?" Releasing his hand, Bian Mu gently patted the little boy's left shoulder, and then slightly applied a bit of pressure to a certain acupoint with his left palm.

“I attended... fourth grade... but didn't go for half a semester... and studied at home by myself…” His pronunciation was still a little unclear.

Listening closely, Bian Mu knew that this stuttering was not innate, but gradually developed in the environment of growth. The main cause was that the end of three meridians was suppressed by stagnant qi, which the boy could not reverse in his lifetime by his own efforts.

"Really? Do you like reading?"

"I like it!" Wow! The answer was exceptionally crisp, and you could tell that the slightly dazed child in front of you had a stubborn thirst for knowledge deep down.

"Really? Can you write?"

"Yes!" The boy nodded vigorously as he spoke, afraid that the unfamiliar young male doctor in front of him would think he was a fool.

Having talked for a while, Bian Mu felt much more at ease.

"Have you ever fought with the neighbor's kids or classmates at school?" Bian Mu suddenly asked this question.

Upon hearing this, the boy's face immediately turned very ugly. He lowered his head and didn't say another word. Strangely enough, when he was anxious, the boy seemed to stop shaking and moving his legs so much.

"Come on! Uncle will give you a needle. Don't be afraid! It won't hurt." Gently stroking the back of the boy's head, Bian Muxin secretly counted whether the boy had an extra bone growing on the back of his head.

Palpation, also known as bone palpation, is a very ancient traditional Chinese medicine diagnostic method. Nowadays, most professional Chinese medicine doctors no longer use it, especially those who are trained in academia.

Fortunately, the bone count was correct, so he wasn't considered a child with congenital bone abnormalities. At this moment, the boy's grandmother and uncle quickly stepped forward to help him, and the boy was finally able to sit quietly on a wooden chair in the waiting area.

After disinfecting the needles and skin, Bian Mu selected an acupoint in the middle of the boy's nape and deliberately inserted the needle diagonally to the left, deviating from the normal needle insertion position. It was a silver needle, not an alloy needle, but a pure silver acupuncture needle.

“You stand here and hold the child’s head, yes! Auntie! You sit here and hold him for a bit. This acupuncture has a hypnotic effect, he’ll be sleepy in a bit, and then we can continue our conversation.” After saying that, Bian Mu walked to the examination table, picked up an alarm clock, and set a time period. The reason for choosing an alarm clock was specifically for the boy to hear later, as part of the acupuncture waking-up process.

"Dr. Bian! I'm so sorry! My mind wasn't on that just now. I'm only just coming to my senses now. My daughter-in-law has a congenital disability in her left foot. She can't walk too fast or she'll fall..." Suddenly remembering something, the boy's grandmother quickly responded.

“Oh! That’s pretty much what I guessed. I thought she had suffered a bone injury before! Given his condition… why do you still insist on sending him to school?” Bian Mu asked with a smile.

“We weren’t planning on sending him to school, but he made a huge fuss and hit his head so hard he bled a lot… that’s why…” The boy’s grandmother replied, bowing her head.

"Before he started school, his symptoms probably weren't as obvious as they are now, right? At least he could sit quietly for more than an hour, right?"

"No, that's not it. He's been like this since he was little... Many doctors have said it's incurable, he was born with it! It's a lifelong illness, it won't go away until he dies, it's so pitiful... But... back then, he would lie in bed for a while, sit in a chair for a while, although he wasn't exactly at peace, it wasn't tiring, and his family didn't have to stay by his side constantly. Later, after he started school, his condition must have gotten worse. Then, he couldn't even finish a class, and in order not to affect the other children... he had to drop out of school. Later... he had something weighing on his mind, and his whole body started shaking even more violently..."

“Oh, I see… Do you know? He suffered a very serious fright at school or on his way to school. At least it wasn’t intentional, like a prank deliberately played by classmates or older students. Maybe there was another reason. In any case, the child was quite frightened at the time. Of course, it’s also possible that he was frightened multiple times, which damaged his heart meridian. Your family’s resources are limited, and the damage to his heart meridian has left traces, so the related symptoms are getting worse and worse.” Bian Mu patiently explained for a long time.

“Really? We’re always so busy, sometimes we really can’t take care of him… I can’t hide this from you… I really didn’t know there was such a thing. There are so many things he can’t explain. So… can it be cured?” the boy’s grandmother asked anxiously.

"Well, given your family's circumstances... it's a bit difficult to treat. We don't have hospitalization facilities here either. Oh! By the way, where are you from?"

"From Houguan Town in Zhangxu County."

"Oh! It's about 200 li from here?"

"Ok!"

“There’s a village called Wuquan in your area, right?” Bian Mu pressed.

"My family home is in Wuquan Village."

"Really? Well... how about this, who recommended you to register with our hospital?" Bian Mu asked casually.

“There’s a pretty big company in our county that makes belts and bags. The boss’s surname is Dai. I heard he’s from the same hometown as someone from a neighboring county. He’s probably doing this out of kindness!” The boy’s grandmother casually mentioned.

"Oh! He brought you here today?"

"No, it was his friend who picked us up in his car. He was quite young, and the car was quite big."

"So... are they waiting for you in a parking lot or something right now?"

"Yes! Three cars came, two adults and one child. We took the middle car. They should still be here right now! They said they would treat us to a meal after we finished our medical treatment here and then take us back."

Hearing this, Bian Mu had already roughly guessed what was going on.