Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1279 Shaobing Needle Technique
Zhong Xiangxin had already taken off his sunglasses at this time, but the scars left on the corners of his eyes, forehead, etc. were still shocking to look at. He was really badly injured.

Fortunately, Zhong Xiangxin's eyes still had some light in them, and the spirit of "Heart Seedling" had been condensed by more than 70%. Observing this scene, Bian Mu felt relieved.

"Director Zhong has just recovered from a serious illness. It's rare that she can hold on until now. Mr. Zhong! Let's stop here for today. Director Zhong should take a rest!" As he spoke, Bian Mu deliberately made some noise on a metal tool table next to him, not for anything else, but to wake up Miss Zhong first.

Zhong Xiangxin acted as if he didn't hear anything. He held two black pieces in his left hand and rubbed them back and forth, not knowing how to move them. His right arm was supporting the folding chess table, and he looked sleepy.

"Ouch! I'm sorry! I haven't had enough rest recently and I'm always distracted... Xiang Xin! Listen to Doctor Bian and play tomorrow!" As she spoke, the eldest daughter of the Zhong family nodded apologetically to Bian Mu, stood up and advised her precious brother a few words.

Zhong Xiangxin was somewhat unwilling at first, but unable to resist her sister's repeated persuasion, she threw the chess piece in her hand into the chess box.

"Mr. Zeng is one step ahead in chess. I admire you! Would it be convenient for us to play a few more games tomorrow?" Okay! Zhong Xiangxin is addicted to the game.

"No problem! Come here again?" The old chess player Mr. Zeng responded with a smile, and then glanced towards where Bian Mu was standing.

"You really have to come to our place. The weather is cold, and the first floor is still a bit shady. If it's convenient for you two, let's go upstairs to play a few games of chess tomorrow. After get off work in the evening, we will tidy upstairs so that you two can have some peace and quiet." Bian Mu replied quickly.

After hearing this, Miss Zhong's frown finally relaxed.

"Oh my goodness... I have to trouble you again. It's time for lunch. I have already booked a table at the restaurant. Let's just eat something together!" As she spoke, the eldest daughter of the Zhong family looked at Bian Mu with an inquiring look.

"I really have to arrange how to eat lunch, haha... There's no other way. Director Zhong's health condition is still a little... He still needs to pay more attention to his diet. Come! I have to take Director Zhong's pulse." As he spoke, Bian Mu walked to Zhong Xiangxin, moved a stool and sat there to take his pulse.

At this time, Luo Zhanqi also came down from the upstairs. He was very tactful and politely invited the old chess player and the little boy who was accompanying him to go to a distant place to drink tea and eat fruit.

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Zhong Xiangxin's wrists were seriously injured, probably because he used good medicine too frequently. There were several thick layers of dead skin on the Cun, Guan and Chi areas. The condition of both hands was similar. This was only because of Bian Mu. If it were someone else, they might not be able to take his pulse.

"No wonder he has been so irritable lately. Teacher Qi is old after all, and his hands must have become numb to some extent. His pulse is buried so deeply, it's hard to get to the bottom of it..." Bian Mu felt a little sympathetic towards Teacher Qi Shangqi.

The illness in a wealthy family is definitely not that pretty.

"Mr. Zhong, please take off your socks. I need to measure the temperature of the soles of your feet." As he said this, Bian Mu went to the side to get a thermometer.

Hearing this, the eldest daughter of the Zhong family quickly called on the female nanny who was accompanying her to help Zhong Xiangxin take off her shoes and socks.

From the corner of his eye, Bian Mu noticed that it was not that difficult for Zhong Shenxin to bend down and lean over. It seemed that the various internal and external injuries on his back were not very serious. It was fortunate enough!
The insole thermometer was specially made by Bian Mu himself and is used specifically to measure the temperature of the soles of patients' feet.

A normal thermometer was used under the armpit, and the eldest daughter of the Zhong family helped with the operation. Bian Mu didn't need to worry about it and just watched coldly. Bian Mu found that although Zhong Xiangxin's movements were a little stiff when he raised his arms and shoulders, his strength was not lost much. He gradually felt relieved.

...The two temperatures were not much different from what Bian Mu had imagined. After making a simple record, Bian Mu walked up to Zhong Xiangxin and sterilized each other with his hands for a long time. Then he raised his right hand and placed his palm down on the "Baihui Point" on the top of Zhong Xiangxin's head to sense it for a minute or two.

Zhong Xiangxin had a head full of hair, and Qi Shangqi and the others had handled it very well. Bian Mu was able to find out almost everything with just one hand.

"Mr. Zhong! Please ask someone outside to buy a few sesame cakes, preferably freshly baked. Make 6 first! Wrap them with a towel to prevent them from getting cold!" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Okay!" Without thinking too much, the eldest daughter of the Zhong family called her subordinates who were waiting outside and asked them to quickly buy some high-quality steamed buns and send them over.

Bian Mu squatted on the ground and used an ordinary medium-length acupuncture needle to massage the instep of Zhong Xiangxin's foot for a while.

"Mr. Zhong! After the sesame cakes are brought back, I will have to put a few layers of towels on Mr. Zhong's head and put two of them on top. As for the soles of his feet, I will have to give him a few injections. Please discuss it with your brother and see if he agrees." After saying that, Bian Mu told the female nanny to take care of Zhong Xiangxin, and he walked to a distance to greet the old chess player Mr. Zeng and his party.

Bian Mu had been chatting with Mr. Zeng for a while when the eldest daughter of the Zhong family hurried over.

"No problem! My brother said he trusts you. We will listen to you no matter how you say the treatment." The eldest lady of the Zhong family responded very straightforwardly.

"That's good! Today's treatment is relatively simple. Just use acupuncture to induce sputum. As long as he can spit out the sputum I want, today's treatment will not be in vain. In addition, he has to eat lunch at my place, clay pot porridge, and I have to put some medicine in it. The dosage is very small. Your nanny is here, so I can teach her. In principle, this kind of lunch has to be eaten for six weeks. Today is the first day. Do you think it's okay?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"No problem! It's up to you!"

"Mr. Zeng has been with us for the whole morning. You have already reserved a table. The three of them just want to have a bite to eat there. Please make the arrangements." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"I'm so sorry that I was so busy taking care of my brother, Mr. Zeng! I'm sorry! Then... please, Dr. Luo, stay with us. I'll arrange for them to send a few people over right away." As she spoke, the eldest daughter of the Zhong family called someone to come and pick them up.

Bian Mu smiled at Mr. Zeng and asked Luo Zhanqi to accompany Mr. Zeng and his party to eat and drink well.

Bian Mu went to the corner and found a washed earthenware jar, and asked the female nanny from the Zhong family to go to the corner and start the fire to cook porridge.

The female nanny of the Zhong family was quite capable. She understood everything after Bian Mu explained it briefly. She knew how to simmer it over low heat. Bian Mu went to the pharmacy, weighed some ephedra, siler, white mulberry bark, and stir-fried atractylodes, ground them into powder, and roasted them with good honey at high temperature and asked the female nanny of the Zhong family to put it in a clay pot and simmer it slowly.

Zhong Xiangxin was obviously not a talkative person, and at the moment he let the Zhong family stay there with him, so Bian Mu was not willing to pay too much attention to him.

After finishing the work at hand, Bian Mu invited the eldest daughter of the Zhong family to one side to chat for a while.

"Mr. Zeng is not an ordinary chess player. I believe you can see that. You have to pay for today's companionship. After dinner, you have to arrange for your people to pay the money, so as to avoid the embarrassing situation of pushing the old man back and forth when he comes back."

"That's for sure. Don't worry, Doctor Bian. I have already made all the arrangements!" The eldest daughter of the Zhong family replied quickly.

Hearing this, Bian Mu smiled and asked the eldest daughter of the Zhong family to sit down and drink a few sips of tea. At this time, the people sent by the Zhong family bought back the hot sesame cakes.