Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2260 The Lusong School of Warm Diseases
Dian Shuhua's medical skills recovered quite quickly. In private, Bian Mu would give her some friendly guidance whenever possible. Dian Shuhua also grasped the essence of the "numerical medicine" school quite well, which was something that neither Dr. Ning nor Dr. Gong could match. For this reason, Bian Mu was quite at ease with Dian Shuhua.

Whether the "New Concept" Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic Branch No. 2 can gain a foothold in the city is crucial for Bian Mu personally. Since ancient times, starting a business with open doors is the hardest part. Dian Shuhua's first step was conventional and steady. On the surface, it seemed unremarkable. However, with the help of Dr. Ning and Liang Xiangyin, the number of patients received by Branch No. 2 has been steadily increasing every day.

In terms of the confirmed case rate, the branch offices managed by Dian Shuhua are almost the same as the main branch, and even if they encounter any difficult cases, the difference is not much.

Of course, the difference in cure rates is still quite significant, but... the outside world has no way of knowing this. Even if fellow practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine occasionally investigate out of curiosity, they wouldn't be able to detect much given their level of expertise and access to information.

Bian Mu kept gathering information from all sides, and he became increasingly confident in Dian Shuhua's medical skills.

Just now, the middle-aged male customer in the restaurant suddenly fell ill and collapsed to the ground. Dian Shuhua rushed to his side immediately. His reaction was absolutely that of a renowned doctor, and his specific handling procedures were impeccable.

however……

When Bian Mu walked up to him, he noticed that Dian Shuhua still seemed a bit troubled.
"What are we waiting for?! First aid isn't exactly a strength of traditional Chinese medicine, just call 120 and get to the nearest hospital! What are we standing there for?!" With a puzzled look in his mind, Bian Mu casually took out his phone, ready to call 120 at any moment.

After taking another step and a half, Bian Mu and Dian Shuhua exchanged glances, feeling a bit strange! There was absolutely no indication in Dian Shuhua's eyes that she wanted to call 120 for emergency medical assistance.

Left with no other choice, Bian Mu moved closer and secretly dialed 120 on his phone, then raised his hand and waved it in front of Dian Shuhua.

Dian Shuhua quickly shook her head slightly, showing no intention of immediately contacting 120 emergency personnel.

"Damn! Is it incurable?" Bian Mu thought to himself, feeling quite regretful.

Sigh! It's still a life, after all!

Taking another step forward, Bian Mu, a man of great responsibility, felt that as the head of the academy, he could not allow this middle-aged man to lie in Dian Shuhua's arms if he were to die. He had to take responsibility for such a taboo matter.

"Let me do it!" With that, Bian Mu knelt on the floor and skillfully took the man from Dian Shuhua's hands into her arms.

"Huh?! That's not right! This guy isn't even as tall as me! He doesn't seem that strong when I'm helping him up. The way he fell to the ground just now doesn't match his weight or the way he fell at all! What happened? Could it be... Damn! No wonder Dian Shuhua was having some trouble..." Thinking of this, Bian Mu quickly reached out and gently checked the right wrist pulse of the man who was half-lying on the ground.

……

Bian Mu's lips twitched slightly, and her brows furrowed slightly. She casually placed the man's right wrist into his arms, then looked up at the anxious waiter beside her and said, "The condition is a bit complicated, but... he won't die for now! We won't trouble the ambulance service. Could you all please help me make a temporary bed out of chairs? We'll lift him onto the bed, but there can't be anything behind his head. He's a little disoriented right now, so his arms and hands should hang naturally at his sides. That's it!"

"It's so cold outside, let me get him a blanket! The chair is too cold!" the waiter quickly replied.

"No, no! It has to be this kind of hard, stiff wood surface! Come on! Listen to me! You, support the back of his head, yes! You two, one on each side, support his calves, yes! Come on! You and I, protect his lower back. I'll count one, two, three, and everyone work together to pull, so that we don't mess up any part of his body! Good intentions often lead to bad results!" As she spoke, Bian Mu directed the waiters and several young college students to line up in their respective positions.

Dian Shuhua was about to take over the brain care work from a male college student when Bian Mu winked at him. Dian Shuhua immediately understood, quickly withdrawing his hand and taking three or four steps back, no longer interfering.

At that moment, the proprietress rushed over from the kitchen.

"Are you a doctor?" the proprietress asked with a smile.

"My name is Bian Mu, and I own several clinics in the city," Bian Mu replied calmly.

"Oh! I remember now, I often see you on video, you're a miracle doctor! Thank goodness I ran into you, thank you, thank you! If something had really happened... it's bad luck... Is he really alright?!"

"Don't be so polite! Anyway, he's not in any danger right now, everyone don't worry. Since we've taken this on, we'll definitely see it through to the end! His condition is a bit special, and I'll need to discuss with Dr. Dian how to treat him more quickly. Young man, could you please find three more chairs to cushion his fall, yes! Interlocking ones, to protect him and prevent him from getting hurt again. Thanks, everyone can go now! We'll take care of anything that happens afterward." As she spoke, Bian Mu asked the waiter to place three more chairs around the man to protect him.

Now the man felt much safer.

The proprietress knew that Bian Mu's reputation was earned through hard work. As long as the two of them stayed put and spoke quite confidently, she had nothing to worry about. She gave one of the waiters a wink, signaling him to stop doing anything and just keep an eye on Bian Mu and the other man. If anything went wrong, he should notify her immediately.

The waiter quickly nodded slightly to his boss, then walked to the side of the man who had suddenly fallen ill and stood there obediently waiting.

Bian Mu gestured for Dian Shuhua to return to her original seat.

"Did you figure something out?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"The pulse is faint, almost without a root when palpated. If you palpate deeper, it's like a wisp of smoke, barely perceptible... Isn't this a critical pulse? But... if you palpate even deeper, it seems this person suddenly experienced some kind of unexpected event a few days ago. The emotions of extreme joy and anger are reflected in the current pulse. Sometimes it's floating and elusive, sometimes it's as solid as a rock. This pulse is too unpredictable... Boss, you're so calm and composed, so... is he skilled in martial arts?!" Although he had guessed some of it, Dian Shuhua wasn't entirely certain.

With a slight smile, Bian Mu replied quietly, "He's faking it! I really didn't notice when he came over. Besides, I looked around a few times just now, and it seems like he doesn't have any accomplices, just his brother."

"Huh?! Is it really that serious! Then he..."

"The Wenbing School, Lu Song's branch, truly has remarkable internal martial arts skills! He held his breath for so long without showing any signs of giving up halfway. In this respect, we've all been completely outmatched!"

Upon hearing this, Dian Shuhua was immediately taken aback.

"You're even going to hurt yourself like this?! Have you lost your mind?" Dian Shuhua asked, puzzled.

"Tch! That's just the basic skill of the Golden Summit Sect, something they practice for fun. You actually took it seriously, haha..."

Hearing this, Dian Shuhua scratched his head slightly with his left hand, embarrassed. He really hadn't paid attention to what was going on with the Golden Summit Gate.