Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1957 The Century-Old Vine
Alcoholism, smoking addiction, malnutrition, emotional disorders... the personal health background of this male patient is truly appalling.

There's no need to take a pulse at all; just by "observation" and a little olfactory information, Bian Mu can get a pretty good idea of ​​what's going on.

Rheumatoid arthritis, and the most severe type at that, has already caused many other complications. It's not hard to imagine that this man is having a miserable life. Objectively speaking, he is indeed quite pitiful.

Others may not know, but Bian Mu already knew everything through "gazing at the god". The person in front of him had little hope for the future. He lived one day at a time. For him, 365 days a year was almost like an eternity!
It's strange that ordinary doctors at private clinics neither seek fame nor profit! Given Liang Xiangyin's shrewdness, why didn't he politely refuse to treat patients like this?!

Maybe...

Did Elder Liang really think that combining "Aconite" and "Clematis" with Cuscuta to guide the medicine into the meridians would be effective?
possible!
Thinking of this, Bian Mu ignored the man and took out the boning knife from the non-woven bag. He played with it in his hand for a while. Although the style was rather crude, it was extremely sharp. It was obviously made by the workers who relied on their skills to select fine steel and make it in the workshop.

Bian Mu's handling of the boning knife was professional, skillful, and incredibly stylish. The man's expression immediately changed, and his troublemaking momentum noticeably diminished.

Having lived for over forty years, the man immediately realized, based on his experience, that Bian Mu was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"You raise pigeons too?!" Bian Mu asked with a smile as she sniffed the faint smell emanating from the boning knife.

Upon hearing this, the man paused for a moment, glared at Bian Mu with resentment, and remained silent.

The man's yang energy was already low, and after shouting and acting recklessly all morning, most of the fierce energy he had been holding back had already dissipated. This was the moment Bian Mu had been waiting for.

"Not only do you love raising them, but you have quite a lot of them. The neighbors are so annoyed by you, no matter what they say, you won't listen..."

"Bullshit! I'm raising pigeons on my own balcony, what's it to them!" Fine! The man had no choice but to admit it.

With a chuckle, Bian Mu continued the awkward conversation with him.

"Others raise pigeons for competitions, using them to make friends. But you, you just slaughter them and eat them! For our 'numerical medicine' school, we shouldn't eat too much of anything that flies or swims; it easily leads to 'food poisoning.' What our school calls 'food poisoning' refers to undigested food that accumulates over time. You've really suffered a huge loss in this regard. Old Master Liang could have refused to treat you, but perhaps considering your difficult circumstances, he pointed you in the right direction. Unexpectedly, you took the easy way out and directly handed the prescription over to someone else to prepare the medicine for you. Old Master Liang's medical skills are superb; naturally, the dosage of aconite is higher than his colleagues! Even the most muddle-headed person who took your money to prepare the medicine knows about aconite." "Impressive! Looking at you now, they either reduced the dosage, or they decocted the aconite root for a long time first, and then added the other herbs at the end. Of course, they might have also used brine to cauterize the aconite root first. Little did they know that the herbs in Master Liang's prescription would have a benign interaction. As long as the medicine is decocted correctly, it can detoxify your body and help treat your arthritis, you know? All aseptic inflammations in the human body have a root cause: eating too much of certain things that can't be resolved and accumulate into toxins!" Bian Mu went on and on, explaining the most basic medical principles that the man could understand. He wouldn't understand anything more complicated!

"Tch! You're just saying that, who knows if it's true or not!" Clearly, the man's tone had changed.

"Well... let's do it this way for now. Qiyan Well is quite far from here, so let's not worry about who's right or wrong! Since you've entered our medical practice, we have to be responsible for you. It's the same prescription as before. Now we'll get the medicine and decoct it fresh from the counter. You stay in the pharmacy and we'll give you seven doses first. You can take them with you when you leave. If you don't see any results within a week, then you can come back and claim compensation. Is that okay?"

Upon hearing this, the man was taken aback.

"Getting medicine for free?!"

"Of course! Also, isn't there a Majiaying village southwest of Qiyanjing? It's quite a large old village."

"Yes! Many of our factory's temporary workers are from that village. What's wrong?!" "I heard there's an old grapevine in their village that's supposedly nearly 200 years old. This Sunday, we'll ask someone to go there and plead with them for some 'Yunxiu' grapes to send to your house, as a way to calm your nerves!"

"Come on! I've seen that old vine. The Dai family is stingy. You?! No chance!" The man's tone became harsh again.

"Give it a try! Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes individualized treatment plans. Each patient taking toxic medicines such as aconite, cassia seed, and croton seed must be given appropriate dietary therapy to neutralize the toxicity of the medicine and replenish the body's deficiencies caused by the medication. Old Master Liang has traveled all over the world for many years and is not very familiar with the area around Lijin, so he didn't mention this matter. It's not that he forgot about it; we need to make that clear."

"Alright then! If it still doesn't work after a week, I'll set this place on fire!"

"Hahaha... As you wish! There's one more thing we need to clarify. After all, you started it first, and even used a knife... So... we'll leave the matter of calling the police..." Bian Mu stopped mid-sentence.

Upon hearing this, the man shook his head, said nothing, stood up, and went straight to the pharmacy.

……

Bian Mu was giving an acupuncture treatment to an elderly man when Zhang Jinsi called.

"The medicine bag was already sealed, are we just going to let him go like that?"

"Wait a minute! I have to see him off!" After saying that, Bian Mu insisted on finishing the last injection, instructed the three young interns to stay with the old man, and then went to the pharmacy.

……

Bian Mu escorted the troublemaking man to the front door.

"Brother! Take this cleaver home and keep it for yourself. It's heavy! It'll be great for chopping bones! The flimsy ones sold on the street aren't good! As for this boning knife, forget about it. The steel is a bit brittle, so you might break it and hurt yourself next time!" As soon as he finished speaking, Bian Mu suddenly raised the boning knife to eyebrow level with both hands.

The man was taken aback.

Suddenly, Bian Mu felt a sudden, intense jolt in his lower back, causing the blade to drop rapidly, its yin and yang clasps snapping together... With a crisp "crack," Bian Mu broke an incredibly sharp, thick-backed boning knife in two.

With two loud clatters, the broken knife fell to the ground.

"Listen to my advice! You're not born to wield swords and drink blood! That kind of character is one in a million! Pigeons won't do you any good, release them!" Bian Mu said coldly, pulling her face down.

The man felt a chill run down his spine; for some reason, his calves seemed to cramp up.

"It's none of your business..." Before he could finish speaking, the man slunk away as if he were fleeing for his life.