Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1189: Clear the tear glands
Zhong Xiangxin's sister's temperament really looks extraordinary. She is over 1.65 meters tall, with her hair tied in a bun and shiny black hair. At first glance, she doesn't look like she is in her 50s at all. She wears a corseted long skirt, no watch on her wrist, and no jewelry. There is no common jewelry such as earrings and necklaces. She looks very plain!
However, Ms. Zhong wore a brooch on her left side, which was designed with a fire phoenix holding a pearl, glowing in the dim light, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

"Her temperament is somewhat similar to Cao Yueyue. It seems...what Uncle Yang said does make some sense. The temperament of a person who legally owns assets worth hundreds of millions is different from that of someone worth tens of millions." Bian Mu couldn't help but think to himself.

"My father is so sad, and as a child, I really... On behalf of my family, I would like to thank Dr. Bian first! Please come in!" Ms. Zhong spoke very appropriately, with tears in her eyes.

"I have only been practicing medicine for a short time and have very little clinical experience, so... please forgive me, Mr. Zhong!" Bian Mu had very sharp ears! He could tell at once that the person in front of him was the woman who called at noon.

"How dare I, how dare I! I am really unworthy of being a daughter. I had no choice but to do it..." Ms. Zhong quickly said politely.

"Then I'll go see the old man first! If it's convenient, please go to the small conference room and take a rest! Too many people are not helpful!"

"Okay! I'll do it right away!" Ms. Zhong seemed very respectful.

It’s quite difficult!
Maybe, this is what makes them so great.

Only Bian Mu and Ms. Zhong were left in the inner room, and a head nurse and a middle-aged male doctor were left in the outer room. Qi Shangqi was not there at the moment, probably because he was busy with something important.

Mr. Zhong was wearing a non-invasive ventilator mask, his eyes were open, but his expression was dull and empty, young people with little experience would be scared. The old man's complexion had begun to darken, and the base color of his face had become a little sallow. He was very thin, and it was obvious that he could not absorb much nutrition.

It's okay. The old man has quite a lot of hair, which is gray and white. The strange thing is that his hair is quite long. There is always someone taking care of it, and his hair is never messy. This is what makes him different from ordinary patients. Later, this scene left a deep impression on Bian Mu's heart.

"It can be seen that this guy was definitely a handsome man when he was young! Even though he is sick, his dignity remains unchanged, and his aura does not seem to have collapsed either. The old man is not a simple person!" After looking at him carefully for a long time, Bian Mu couldn't help but feel a bit of awe in his heart.

There were only two bottles of nutrient solution and balancing potion, and the quantities were not large. Bian Mu looked up and took a quick look.

"This is because we're worried that the kidneys won't be able to transport and transform the fluid, so we've reduced the amount of fluid to the lowest level. Qi Shangqi is fine. Even now, there seems to be no sign of edema." Thinking of this, Bian Mu gently pulled Mr. Zhong's arm out from under the thin quilt and took a closer look.

After repeated checks in many places, it was confirmed that the elderly man had no signs of epidermal edema at all.

Ms. Zhong stood far away, her expression stern yet gentle, and she never said a word.

After all, Ms. Zhong has seen the world and must understand a lot of things.

Bian Mu is willing to deal with such children because it saves him time and effort and is convenient for everyone.

There was a small stool beside the bed, and Bian Mu sat there to take the pulse...

……

After checking all three pulses, more than half an hour had passed.

Hard work!

"Mr. Zhong! Can the head nurse outside please bring a pupil pen over!" Bian Mu ordered in a flat tone.

"Okay, okay! Please wait a moment!" With a look of joy on her face, Ms. Zhong felt that this was a possibility, and hurried out to say a few words.

...The pupil penlight is the latest model, so easy to use! The head nurse also kindly brought a light-shielding eye mask to Bian Mu, who smiled at her to show his gratitude.

After putting on the eye mask, Bian Mu adjusted the angle to the three-quarter position, turned on the pupil pen and carefully examined Mr. Zhong's eyes.

"Mr. Zhong! Is there an ophthalmologist in the small conference room?"

"No! I haven't thought about it that way. Would you like to ask someone to come over now?"

"It's like this... Your father's tear ducts need to be unblocked. Our Chinese medicine methods seem a bit primitive. Mr. Zhong has a special status, so we should be cautious! After consulting with an ophthalmologist, I still suggest that you take him to the ophthalmology building for serious treatment. If the patency is not satisfactory, I will find another way."

"Okay! I'll arrange it right away!" After saying that, Ms. Zhong immediately went out to make arrangements.

……

"Is there any hope?!" Father Qian asked quietly, feeling very surprised.

"It's hard to say, but... I am confident that I can free the old gentleman from his state of 'deep fear'. At least, in about three days, the old gentleman will be able to eat and sleep normally." Bian Mu replied in a flat tone.

"Ah?! Really?! It's unbelievable... I usually hear them talk about it, but today I finally see how powerful you are! Xiaotong is so close to you like a brother..." Father Qian seemed a little out of control.

"It's a bit too early to talk now. Let's find a quiet place to rest for a while?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Let's go!" As he said that, Father Qian accompanied Bian Mu to a nearby lounge to wait for the results from the ophthalmology department.

The two were chatting when Qi Shangqi hurried in.

"Why has the tear gland become the primary key issue?! Tell me quickly, I'm so anxious!" Qi Shangqi's words were somewhat performative at this moment.

"Haha... You usually manage so many master's and doctoral students, and you're busy on both ends. It's normal for some mistakes to happen! Please take a seat!" Bian Mu was not in a hurry at all and introduced the two of them with a smile.

Mr. Qian had an elegant temperament and looked like an important person. Qi Shangqi instinctively greeted him with great respect and even handed him his exquisite business card. Mr. Qian did not have the habit of carrying business cards, so he took the card after a few polite words.

"Please take your time, both of you! I don't understand the business matters, and I'm free anyway, so I'll go to the ophthalmology operating room to take a look. I'll call you if there's any news." After saying that, Father Qian went out to the ophthalmology inpatient building to check on the medical situation for Bian Mu.

Bian Mu's medical skills were so profound that Qian's father seemed to walk very easily along the way.

Bian Mu gave a brief and concise explanation of what happened to Mr. Zhong. He was very open and honest, and ignored Qi Shangqi's little thoughts.

"The old gentleman was in a very difficult situation when he was young. I'm just guessing! He has a very strong character. Whenever something happens, he would unconsciously set strict standards for himself and try his best to make himself a business genius made of special materials. I guess later... the old man did it, but because of his long-term self-discipline and restraint, and perhaps also because of factors such as poor eating habits, his tear ducts were blocked without him realizing it. You can imagine the troubles that ensued later on." Having said that, Bian Mu stopped talking.

"What you mean is... my brain can't react at once. To make an inappropriate analogy, just like the iron vest and the golden bell cover have a fatal valve, you mean that the old man's tear glands have been the cause of most of his life and failure, and that place happens to be his vital point?!" Qi Shangqi was a little incoherent. This time, he was really anxious.

With a slight smile, Bian Mu nodded gently.