Merchant and doctor

The old man just walked away, followed by an old lady, about 60 years old, very thin, with fair complexion, smooth complexion, no wrinkles, and a pair of cut-edge myopia glasses on the bridge of the nose, dressed in Dressed in summer casual clothes, he looked like a civil servant who had just retired not long ago.

"My daughter-in-law has been unable to conceive for a long time, can it be cured?" As she spoke, the old lady looked around.

Apparently, she was quite refrained from hearing such a private topic from her acquaintances.

"Don't worry! You are the only guest here. If you have anything to say, don't worry about it. Infertility is a matter between husband and wife. Your unilateral confirmation is the responsibility of your daughter-in-law. You have relevant medical evidence. Is it?" While speaking, Bian Mu got up to greet him.

"You're so young, why can't you speak so much! I'm his mother, I don't know if there's anything wrong with him?! Really!" A word didn't suit her, and without saying a word, the old lady turned and left.

At this time, Mr. Fan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Doctor Bian! Should we pay attention? With your current behavior, within a month, we probably won't be able to see even the most common patient."

"Hahaha... Even you can't stand it anymore, it seems that Uncle Pei is really right!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"You did it on purpose?" Mr. Fan asked in surprise.

"That's not necessary, and it's not necessary. You know, the location of our clinic is destined to receive five or sixty-year-old old men and old ladies all day long. In fact, the elderly in this age group are the most economical and good at talking to people. Gossip, make you happy, under the premise of not paying any fees as much as possible, the little things they hide in their hearts must be satisfied, as long as you don't follow their routine, you will give it behind your back Let’s make black rumors and tarnish our reputation. Instead of doing that, it’s better to shut them out from the beginning, we are a serious Chinese medicine clinic, and we have to clarify our medical mission from the beginning!” Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"Ah?! So serious? Since you have predicted the same in every aspect, why don't you deal with them in a different way? Anyway, it is difficult for a clinic to survive without patients." Mr. Fan said with a smile.

"It was only after I was reminded by an elder that I realized many very real problems. The first three kicks are the most difficult to kick when opening the door. To be prudent, we have to be more careful! Those old men and women usually don't realize it. What's the matter, once I get to know you well, today I can ask you for a band-aid, a blood sugar and blood pressure test for free, and tomorrow I can ask you for an infusion set or something. All in all, it's not enough to take advantage! They are not serious patients, Why do we accommodate them?" Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"I see! No wonder..." Mr. Fan thought for a while and then he understood the key point.

The two were chatting there when they saw two young men running in from outside.

"Can you sew stitches?" The big man asked directly.

"Yes! But, I have to check your wound first." As he spoke, Bian Mu quickly helped the big man onto the waiting stool and sat down.

When the little man who accompanied him heard that he could sew stitches, the expression on his face immediately became much more relaxed. He let out a long sigh of relief, and the little man picked a lazy sofa and sat down.

The big man was wounded on the inside of his right arm, with a long incision made obliquely, and a lot of blood flowed out. The wound has scabbed a bit at this moment, but it was all pseudo-coagulation, and the wound was a little deep, not at all. May grow together.

Disinfecting, clearing sores, probing wounds... Bian Mu appeared to be very experienced.

Mr. Fan was very winking, and he kept following him, delivering a small tool or something from time to time, which seemed to be very caring anyway.

"It was scratched by the glass bottle. These two probably got into a fight." Bian Mu thought to himself.

Bian Mu took out a box of stainless steel acupuncture needles, sterilized them, moved the needles like flying, and pricked five small steel needles near the wound.

Strange to say, the blood stopped within a minute after the acupuncture needle was pierced.

Seeing the situation, the two men couldn't help but look at each other, and they decided that Bian Mu should not be an ordinary doctor of Chinese medicine.

Bian Mu sent Mr. Fan to push out the portable X-ray machine, plug it in, and set up the operating platform.

"Sir! My clinic has only opened for a few days, and the technicians who do the X-ray examination haven't had time to work yet, so... the film will be taken later for myself to see. As for me, I can't produce a film, nor can I I will write you a medical examination report, and before treatment, some words must be clearly stated!" A private clinic suddenly met two young people who were fighting.

"Yes, yes! It's useless for me to want those things, you'd better get stitches!" The big man seemed a little impatient.

"Don't worry! We don't know how much glass slag is left in the wound at this moment. I have to use this machine to check it carefully. Otherwise, even if the wound is sutured in a hurry, the wound will not last long in the future. The pain is a trivial matter. , the key is that you will have at least two sequelae in the future, so why bother?!" Bian Mu was eloquent, and within 3 minutes, he had already explained the illness clearly.

"Hurry up! We have to hurry later!" The little man was also a little impatient.

Bian Mu didn't have the same knowledge as the two in front of him. With the help of the X-ray machine, he found seven glass shards that were invisible to the naked eye.

Bian Mu had prepared in advance, put on the special headlamp, and with the help of a professional medical magnifying glass, carefully took out 7 pieces of glass slag from the wound on the arm of the big patient.

"Both! This wound needs a tetanus shot. We met each other by chance, and we just opened our business, so... now, please settle the relevant expenses." Bian Mu asked calmly.

"It's a mess, how much is it?" After a little hesitation, the little man asked.

"Disposal fee, inspection fee, drug cost...the two have to pay 1000 yuan." Bian Mu explained calmly.

The big man was okay, but the little man turned his face at that time.

"What the hell? Just sew up the wound and use your little bastard, and you dare to charge 1000?! Are you crazy about money? I think you don't want to do it?!" Okay!The little man suddenly lost his temper.

Hearing that the other party was threatening him, Bian Mu couldn't help but smiled, and took off the disposable medical surgical mask, Bian Mu was about to stop the treatment.

"Since you two don't want to pay, I can't help you. The 5 steel needles will be given to you. As long as you don't pull them out at will, the wound will not bleed. Be careful in the car and hold it until The regular hospital nearby is not a problem! The cost! The registration fee of 30 yuan must be paid! As for the other disposal fees, you can pay them! 100 is not too much, 200 is not too much, it depends on your mood." Bian Mu used a Said in an unquestionable tone.

Hearing this, the two men couldn't help being startled, unable to react for a long time.

The big man stared at Bian Mu's eyes with a meaningful look for a few seconds, and then said, "You can pay as much as you want! Quickly sew it up!"

Suturing the wound, giving an injection, bandaging... Bian Mu did it all in one go, which seemed particularly neat.

Later, the big patients began to suspect that Bian Mu should have been a serious surgeon before opening the clinic.