Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2408 The Profound Meaning Behind "The Winner Takes All"
Gastroscopy report, biopsy report, abdominal enhanced CT/MRI, endoscopic ultrasound... This was the first time Bian Mu had encountered such detailed pathology test reports. Some of them came from overseas, with more detailed test items and more detailed test standards. It took Bian Mu a lot of time to analyze this part of the content alone.

The surgery for antral gastric cancer was quite successful. Looking at the medical records, the location of the lesion was quite favorable, making it easy for the surgeon to perform a near-perfect operation. About half of the cancer was removed. Judging from the timeline of the medical records, Lan Bingru's relative discovered the cancer quite early, with very obvious initial symptoms, covering almost all the symptom thresholds that should have been triggered.

Bian Mu knew that the more saturated the symptoms were, the easier they were to treat.

The lymph node dissection was well-defined and standardized, and the most advanced new treatment plan was used. It's clear that Teacher Lan's relative is not an ordinary person.

Clearly, Lan Bingru's plan is to maximize the effectiveness of traditional Chinese medicine treatment and intervention, thereby ensuring that her relative has a fairly ideal quality of life, and on this basis, to maintain a normal lifespan to the maximum extent possible, for example, to achieve the highest survival period with illness among similar patients.

however……

Unfortunately, perhaps due to excessive effort, Bian Mu discovered that Teacher Lan Bingru had deviated significantly from the general direction of subsequent treatment.

Concern leads to confusion?!
Of course, one possibility cannot be ruled out: in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, cancer treatment is a highly complex technique with a considerable number of layers and levels. Whether it is Lan Bingru or Bian Mu, they would inevitably have to spend a huge amount of time and energy peeling away layers like an onion to clearly scan all the pulse patterns, medication levels, pathological levels, etc., and then arrange the correct order of importance, priority, and selection, etc., and then combine them layer by layer, either superimposed, nested, or combined, in order to achieve the therapeutic goal of curbing the development of the disease, gradually restoring vitality, and maximizing lifespan.

Lan Bingru is an authority in this field! Bian Mu can't even get a glimpse of her clinical experience!
It would be incredibly foolish to jump to conclusions so easily!
After repeatedly calculating with the help of counting rods, Bian Mu still dared not draw a final conclusion.

……

"He has to go out for outpatient visits tomorrow, which is a huge deal for him, but he's just an ordinary patient to me. It's not worth getting so worked up about this. Besides, my brain is already dulled by now. The more I think about it, the more confused I'll become. Forget it! I should get some rest!" With that thought, Bian Mu pushed the copper counting rods in his hand forward, turned off his laptop, and got up to stretch his muscles on the south balcony.

Recently, Bian Mu has made some progress in internal martial arts. There's no other way; if he can't completely overcome this hurdle, he'll definitely miss out on the top-level traditional Chinese medicine skills in the future. In this respect, he has already taken a big step ahead of senior practitioners like Nie Yixiong.

Looking straight ahead without closing his eyes, Bian Mu naturally circulated his energy twice, easily and without any hindrance.

……

Feeling refreshed, Bian Mu's mind was much clearer.

"Cancer treatment is a medical engineering feat of what level? It can't be solved by analyzing a few special cases, really! A simple understanding is enough. What? You expect to show off your extraordinary medical skills in front of Teacher Lan?! To make your presence known?! How ridiculous!" After realizing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but laugh at himself and turned to go back to his bedroom to rest.

……

The next morning, with something on her mind, Bian Mu got up more than half an hour early and swept and cleaned the courtyard, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen.

Steamed buns with eggs, stir-fried cowpeas with shredded pork, and millet porridge with red dates, all served with fresh pickled vegetables—Bian Mu didn't skimp on this breakfast at all. Just as she was enjoying her meal, her phone rang.

Unknown number.

Bian Mu answered the call casually.

"You young people aren't used to waking up early, are you? Did I disturb you?" The familiar yet unfamiliar female voice on the other end of the phone sounded like she wasn't young.

“It’s alright, I’m used to waking up early, I’ve been like this since I was little. You are…”

"We don't contact each other often, so you naturally wouldn't recognize my voice... Meng Shulan! Please forgive me for bothering you so early in the morning!"

"Oh! Teacher Meng, please don't say that. As juniors, we can't accept such a title. Do you have any plans for us? As long as it's within my power, I will do my best!" Bian Mu quickly expressed his support on the other end of the phone.

"Hehe... You're too kind! It's nothing. I attended an academic seminar the other day, but the topic was changed at the last minute and the discussion focused directly on the two topics you mentioned. I... got the gist of it, but there's something I don't understand. I was thinking of asking you a few questions. Is that convenient?"

"Professor Meng, please don't say that. My academic background is quite low. I've never worked a single day in a proper hospital, and my academic qualifications are very ordinary. I don't speak very tactfully, so please don't take it to heart! Actually... there's been some misunderstanding here..." As she spoke, Bian Mu explained in detail how she had impulsively sent away the two important visitors, a man and a woman, and how a misunderstanding might have arisen between them afterward.

"Oh... I knew it! So that's what happened in the middle! I understand, I understand... But some of your points are quite novel, could we discuss them a bit?"

"This junior is all ears!"

"There's a long-standing, unwritten principle in the field of Traditional Chinese Medicine regarding the diagnosis of cancer, Han Ning said! It seems you have some disagreements on this?" Over the phone, Teacher Meng Shulan suddenly raised a very broad topic, one that shouldn't be something a junior doctor like Bian Mu could casually express his opinion on.

For a moment, Bian Mu really couldn't reply.

"Professor Meng, isn't this topic a bit too broad?! As a junior scholar, I dare not speak recklessly in front of you."

"Hehe... Traditional Chinese medicine has always taken the theory of Yin and cold as the starting point for cancer treatment. You seem to have some doubts about this, which must be based on some evidence. It's purely a theoretical discussion. There's no one else around right now, and I don't usually record conversations. I've heard that you're usually very cautious, and I understand that perfectly. We're just chatting casually, so please don't take it to heart!" On the other end of the phone, Meng Shulan's words were quite reasonable, and one could also hear some sincerity in them.

Regardless of whether the answer is right or wrong, out of respect for the other party, Bian Mu must give a clear answer.

In a sense, this can be considered a kind of industry rule, and Bian Mu dared not easily disobey it!
“It’s like this… Teacher Meng! Since ancient times, traditional Chinese medicine treatment has always adhered to a philosophical principle: the victor is righteous. My understanding is this: energy is the first, magnetic field is the second, and information interaction is the third. The combination of these three aspects forms a certain synergy. As long as this force can occupy the dominant position, it is righteous. In this regard, it seems that we should not be emotional. I mean, it is best not to look at the diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine with that kind of subjective color, so…” At this point, Bian Mu suddenly realized something and quickly stopped talking.