Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2249 Overdoing it
Bian Mu had no intention of sitting quietly by Kuang Yiheng's coffin for most of the night until Kuang Yiheng passed away. Bian Mu never regarded him as a proper colleague, there was no need for it, and there was no relationship between them at all.

Bian Mu is not pretentious.

"A diary?! A daily log? Or a work diary? Like the business diary that's popular these days?" Bian Mu asked casually.

“I have both versions, and I’ve memorized a lot of notes in them. Could you take a look at them now?” the eldest son of the Kuang family quickly replied.

"Just flip through the last six weeks. After all, diaries involve other people's privacy, and knowing too much about them is not good for anyone, right?" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"Yes, yes! No, no! You're an exception, Mom! Then I'll take it?"

"Go quickly! Dr. Bian is usually very busy, it's not easy for him to make this trip!" Kuang Yiheng's wife hurriedly sent her son to get the diary.

The diaries were all made of thread-bound hemp paper, which was somewhat unexpected. Bian Mu guessed that Kuang Yiheng's diary was probably written with a brush!
Upon opening it, sure enough, it was written in tiny characters. Kuang Yiheng did have some skill in calligraphy; at least for now, Bian Mu's attainments in this area were not as good as his.

In front of the mother and son, Bian Mu flipped through several books, seemingly casually. In fact, Bian Mu was using a rather rare information retrieval method, thanks to Duan Hongyi's inspiration. It followed a very cutting-edge AI-based information retrieval approach. In addition, Bian Mu had martial arts skills, and his visual scanning ability was far beyond that of ordinary people. In this way, one book after another, Bian Mu quickly selected several diaries that looked relatively thin.

……

"These are all I need. The others probably aren't very useful..." As she spoke, Bian Mu casually picked up a book and started flipping through it from left to right.

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“I’ve roughly figured it out, and the problem might be related to the heart. Please take a look, before Professor Kuang passed away, he focused on studying these two herbs: Chuanxiong and Borneol. Here, and here, you two might as well summarize them in detail…” As he spoke, Bian Mu gave a concise explanation of the simple information retrieval method.

It was only then that the mother and son realized they had really misunderstood Dr. Bian. They had watched him casually flip through a diary a few times and put it aside; it turned out he really did have something in his hands.

Bian Mu is so young, yet he managed to open a state-owned TCM clinic in a first-tier city like Lijin City all by himself. He must have some real skills. Just think of his old Kuang, sigh! He spent most of his life stuck in a small county town, unable to go anywhere. In the end, he got cancer and died without ever knowing the cause.

Bian Mu continued flipping through some other work notes...

As Bian Mu perused the text, he felt a strong, vibrant will to live emanating from the old traditional Chinese medicine doctor, a will that seemed far beyond Kuang Yiheng's actual age. "It's probably something like this... Teacher Kuang's medical skills are superb, and he's always been very confident in his profession. Admittedly, Teacher Kuang certainly has the ability. Being seriously ill, he must have done everything in his power to make a final effort for himself. Who knew... From another perspective, in the past four months, the internal fire accumulated in Teacher Kuang's body has become increasingly intense. That kind of internal fire is most damaging to the Yin essence. The lack of Yin essence has made Teacher Kuang somewhat restless and irritable. Later, he carefully selected those two herbs. The coldness of borneol can reduce the heart fire, and chuanxiong can unblock all the vital meridians around the heart meridian with minimal metabolic cost. Theoretically speaking, there's nothing wrong with what Teacher Kuang did... However... I'd like to ask you two to keep what I'm about to say to yourselves. It's not something to be told to outsiders!" Bian Mu gave a special instruction at the end.

"That's right, that's right! Please speak, Dr. Bian!" Kuang's eldest son quickly replied.

"Professor Kuang's single-minded attempt to conquer his own cancer likely stemmed from a desire to leave behind valuable medical research data for future generations. Judging from the thought processes revealed in his diary, Professor Kuang attributes the root cause of his cancer to an imbalance of lung qi, which further exacerbated his stomach qi deficiency. I just summarized the data, and combined with my impression of Professor Kuang, I believe he most likely suffers from 'cold stagnation and oblique penetration' syndrome. In layman's terms, cold stagnation is the root of everything, and borneol... is like a sharp knife to him, adding cold upon cold, thus causing Professor Kuang to develop a new ailment of heart yang deficiency. Furthermore, the actual medicinal power of chuanxiong (Ligusticum striatum) was unknowingly amplified by Professor Kuang. He is also proficient in the preparation of traditional Chinese medicine. You may not know that the chuanxiong in Professor Kuang's possession..." They were all soaked in ginseng, and steamed and dried several times. You might want to ask Liu Lifei about these things; she's probably the one who usually does it. If I'm not mistaken, the more borneol used, the colder it becomes, like a knife, occasionally slicing diagonally towards the heart meridian from a very tricky angle. The medicinal power of Chuanxiong was amplified at least three times. The pathways in front were indeed opened up, but after the meridians were opened, what kind of energy passed through there? Yang energy! The already scarce yang energy flashed through those at least five channels unimpeded, so... Teacher Kuang's body was almost completely drained in the later stages. That night, he suddenly reached his limit, and his yang energy couldn't be replenished. He had no more energy to draw upon, and then..." Bian Muxin felt quite sad and couldn't continue speaking.

The mother and son understood every single word!

Kuang Yiheng's wife burst into tears...

The eldest son of the Kuang family supported his mother with his own shoulders, and couldn't help but sob...

He treated patients his entire life and was a well-known and good doctor. In the end, he didn't die from deadly cancer, but from the field of traditional Chinese medicine, which he was most skilled in. What's even more tragic and lamentable is that, according to Dr. Bian, Kuang Yiheng hadn't gone too far astray in the general direction. And what was the result?
What happened was counterproductive!

God willing?!
Destiny? !
Fate is cruel! I used too much force and injured myself, and there's no way to fix it now…

Bian Mu sat there in silence for a while, feeling quite depressed. He wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. After a while, Bian Mu got up and walked to the eldest son of the Kuang family, gently patting him on the shoulder with his left hand to comfort him.

It was hard to say anything. Bian Mu turned around, left the small bedroom, walked through the living room, went downstairs, and went back to her own home.

"You're back?! Are we still going to travel through the night?" Pharmacist Meng was sitting alone in the living room scrolling through his phone when he saw Bian Mu enter with a serious expression and change into slippers. He casually greeted him.

"No, let's get some rest and set off early tomorrow morning."

"I thought you'd have to stay there all night!"

“No way! Director Kuang... never mind, let’s not talk about the past…” As she spoke, Bian Mu briefly recounted some of the strange things she had discovered in her diary.

After listening for a long time, Pharmacist Meng felt that he had been taught a lesson, a lesson concerning life and death.