Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2285 Descendants of the Xi Family
Seeing that some people in the audience had already agreed with his explanation, Bian Mu suddenly felt that since he had already lifted some veil, he might as well take this opportunity to speak frankly, because in the future... he might never have the chance to stand on a similar stage again.

"A while ago, I treated a female patient who was referred by one of our regular patients. She had been injured in a bar—it's almost Chinese New Year, after all! She had gone there with a group of colleagues to discuss some business and distribute their year-end bonuses. I think she was a team leader or something. Unexpectedly, they ran into a group of young men on motorcycles. They had drunk a bit too much, and a fight broke out between them and some men sitting next to them. She reacted quickly, and when she saw things getting out of hand, she moved away. But then, a broken glass flew over and cut her cheek." "A rather beautiful lady was disfigured. Hearing that I could perform delicate surgical procedures, she rushed to our clinic for help. Immediately, I didn't rush to administer medication or perform facial suturing. Instead, I explained the situation to the other patients and asked a female colleague to stay with the woman at the clinic. I then rushed to the bar where the incident occurred and specifically asked the manager on duty for two similar wine glasses..." At this point, Bian Mu clearly felt a bit breathless and naturally stopped to catch his breath for a moment.

The audience remained quiet, with some whispering among themselves, but it was no longer as noisy as before.

In a sense, Bian Mu has become very proactive.

Good thing!

"Back at the clinic, in front of the female patient, I tried to break both glasses separately, asking her to recall the approximate shape of the glass shards and the sensations she felt when her face was injured. I tried to translate her descriptions from a medical perspective, repeating this process until the incident was clear. Of course, this injury reconstructive analysis was based on a medically defined approach. Afterwards, I had two female colleagues clean the patient's facial wounds using the 'detoxifying ointment' mentioned by the teacher earlier. The instructions clearly state that our ointment has wound-cleaning properties and is generally safer and more reliable than iodine or alcohol-based ointments—a point often overlooked, as few people read the instructions word for word. Now, here's the important part..." After administering the medication, her facial nerves were already in a semi-anesthetized state. At this point, I had to perform some supporting sutures. The number of surgical procedures I perform during suturing is definitely several times more than that of my ophthalmology colleagues. If you find this difficult to understand, let me explain further. For the same simple suturing action, if an ophthalmologist performs one and a half suturing actions, I have to perform 9 to 11 slow movements. Moreover, during the suturing process, I also have to use some special medications prepared in-house from time to time. In addition, while ophthalmologists only use one suture needle, we here use at least 6 acupuncture needles of various sizes and lengths. More than half of these surgical scalpels are actually used for the purpose of preventing surgical trauma. In other words, my suturing surgical plan is at least one more set than that of my colleagues.” Having exhausted most of his breath, Bian Mu promptly stopped talking and did not continue.

The audience fell silent for a moment.

It was that same middle-aged woman who stood up and asked a question.

"Master! How is that female patient recovering now?"

"Her skin is naturally very good, she mainly eats vegetarian food, her family's financial situation is quite good, and she has closely cooperated with the relevant treatments, strictly following the doctor's orders. She has now basically recovered, and there are hardly any scars left on her face. Of course, this involves the special Chinese medicine. To be frank, it is precisely because the medicine and the suturing technique were so harmoniously combined that her facial wounds healed so quickly, leaving almost no risk of scarring," Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"Oh! If the Master doesn't mind, could you share some information about that special-effect traditional Chinese medicine? I don't know about the other teachers, but I'm really curious. I've even started speculating that you might already be planning to develop a similar special-effect traditional Chinese medicine to seize the market during this lean season!" The woman's question was quite sharp, but everyone could tell that her remarks had actually deviated from today's main topic.

"Excuse me! Your question has actually gone off-topic. I'm standing here trying to elaborate on some sensitive topics, with only one purpose: to offer a starting point and hope that some teachers will come up on stage to thoroughly analyze the relevant issues so that we can learn from them. That concludes my speech for today. Please forgive any shortcomings in my words. Thank you all!" Taking advantage of the woman's words, Bian Mu exchanged a few polite remarks, bowed to the audience, and quickly strode a few steps towards the pre-planned route.

Just as Bian Mu had already walked out of the small side door of the venue, he felt several people chasing after him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Bian Mu quickened his pace and rushed down the stairs.

He's skilled in martial arts and had planned this for a long time beforehand, so who could possibly catch him!
Upon arriving at the lobby on the first floor, Bian Mu identified a very secluded corner, found a sofa with its back to the lobby, and quickly sat down.

Phew... I can finally catch my breath.

"Would you like some drinks?" At that moment, a young man who looked like a waiter came forward and asked politely.

A volunteer temporarily hired by the venue?! "Just regular green tea, the mildest kind, please prepare a pot if it's convenient." Without thinking much, Bian Mu casually replied, and secretly handed over a hundred-yuan bill.

The waiter skillfully slipped the hundred-yuan tip into his glove, smiled at Bian Mu, and turned to prepare tea.

……

The tea was excellent, and Bian Mu drank it with great relish. His previous discomfort gradually disappeared without a trace, and only now did he feel a little better.

The shrewd waiter quietly stood behind Bian Mu and didn't move.

"The descendants of the Xi family were looking for you everywhere just now..." The waiter reminded Bian Mu discreetly, his face turned forward.

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was immediately surprised.

"You know me?!" Without changing her expression, Bian Mu asked quietly, her face turned away as well.

"Master Bian, who doesn't know him?! Who doesn't know him?!" The waiter even cracked a little joke with Bian Mu using the lines from the opera.

"Hehe...aren't you a waiter here?" Bian Mu smiled and pointed at the young waiter.

"No, someone gave me a tip beforehand and asked me to keep an eye on your whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but chuckle.

"Really? Then the descendants of the Xi family you were referring to earlier..."

"The descendants of Master Xi Chuanming are also the initiators of today's seminar!"

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was secretly taken aback.