Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1297 Deep Learning
I quickly made a cup of milk, had some ready-made bread, and boiled three eggs in a small milk pot, and that was it for breakfast.

While eating, Bian Mu once again carefully read the document on the relative relationship between advanced mathematics and AI technology...

"Before, the 1.0 version of the 'Digital Medicine' system could only process some practical clinic data and take over all the repetitive manual work. To this day, there has never been any error. After the 2.0 version has taken shape, it must not be limited to this. It must be developed in the direction of experience summary, induction and purification. Otherwise, what kind of artificial intelligence is it? Nie Yixiong and others must have done a lot of medical case summaries in their daily lives, but... due to their respective age limits, they must find it difficult to master the concept of 'deep learning' unique to artificial intelligence, and even... it is very likely... the famous doctors of their generation will never combine 'deep learning' with the summary of daily medical practice experience in their lifetime. In this way, am I not one version ahead of them?! It's true... I trusted Fan Sanqiao and Liu Xiangyang too much before, and I'm busy enough in my daily life. I never thought about building these core logical architectures myself..." Thinking of this, Bian Mu suddenly became excited.

At this time, he had already keenly realized that there was actually a generation gap between himself and Nie Yixiong, Cen Songxue, Meng Shulan and others. Considering their age and overall medical background, they would probably not have much chance to compete with him in this lifetime.

Once the Chinese Medical Clinic opens for business, it will inevitably have a significant impact on the medical community in Lijin. At the very least, in the first place, Bian Mu will definitely divert a considerable portion of the patients that originally belonged to Nie Yixiong and others. If he does not regulate it, it will inevitably have a lesser or greater impact on the medical career of those senior teachers.

Someone has already said it! Facing himself, Teacher Cen Songxue is already under a lot of pressure.

Considering that he had to gain a firm foothold in the traditional Chinese medicine community in Lijin, Bian Mu began to think that he should learn some tricks of "hiding one's capabilities and biding one's time". Otherwise, if he offended everyone, he might even have to resign!
Before he passed away, my grandfather once talked to Bian Mu and said that in most of his life, he had never seen any top expert in any industry make a fortune, live a long life, or seek a little happiness smoothly. Technology, in fact, has a very limited positive impact on people. Medical ethics and social skills are actually more important.

Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt more confident.

In Lijin, any excellent Chinese medicine doctor would deliberately collect medical records. As long as they were authentic, they could be his own, his peers’, or famous doctors in history… Every single one would be well organized, and he would sit there and ponder over them all day long if he had free time…

That is the secret skill of an expert in traditional Chinese medicine, and everyone has to go through that.

However... Traditional Chinese medicine colleagues are relatively conservative. They often do not reveal their truly valuable medical experience in front of others. Even when publishing professional papers in the top professional journals in the industry, people tend to keep their information secret.

As a result, TCM will occasionally encounter a development bottleneck that occurs once every few decades. In this regard, it seems that colleagues in the industry are a little unclear.

Secret recipes and secret techniques have always been taboos in traditional Chinese medicine, and also an outdated custom. Bian Mu never dared to cross the line in this regard!

In his spare time, he would at most discuss a few words with the herbal farmer Lao Pei and Liao Jinsheng. Qian Xiaotong was uneducated and they couldn't discuss anything at all. Even with Teng Daili, Bian Mu was intentionally or unintentionally on guard!
Invisibly, Bian Mu had to fall into the dilemma of working behind closed doors.

The Internet has been beneficial to Bian Mu, but he has long discovered that who would publicly post valuable genuine goods on professional websites for their peers to copy, paste, download and borrow? !

It is no secret that there is indeed a relatively conservative and outdated trend in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Today, all of this is suddenly different, as artificial intelligence has a pretty amazing new gadget: deep learning skills!
With the help of the 7-member R&D team of the Zhong family, even if he takes a step back, Bian Mu can definitely build a very superficial "deep learning" model. Through this subsystem, Bian Mu can use the 2.0 version of the "Digital Medicine" engineering system to do quite in-depth classification, induction, error correction, modeling... technical processing of the cases accumulated in a day. Robots! They will never get tired, they will work tirelessly day and night! In a sense, Bian Mu has virtually gained a colleague who is a master of traditional Chinese medicine with similar medical skills and concepts as himself. That is an "intimate" friend that cannot be invited no matter how much money is spent, and a good schoolmate without any distractions! With this help, Bian Mu may be able to use one year to go a distance that Nie Yixiong and others can only complete in ten, twenty years... or even a lifetime...

Thinking of this, Bian Mu couldn't help but get a little excited, causing half of the egg yolk to get stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, and he almost got a stitch in the side.

After drinking a few sips of milk to smooth things over, Bian Mu secretly used a subtle force to regulate his intestines, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

I looked up at my phone. Damn! It was already 07:55. Oops! I'm definitely going to be late today.

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For the first time, Bian Mu was more than ten minutes late. He was a serious and upright person, and he announced publicly that today's registration fee would be halved. Of course, the consultation fee and treatment fee would remain the same.

Bian Mu will have many more places to spend money in the future. It is a critical period in his life, so he dare not be generous.

Fortunately, he didn't encounter any special patients the whole morning, so Bian Mu felt much more relaxed.

The National Medical Clinic will be put into use soon. Although San Qiangzi selected only environmentally friendly building materials and paid attention to avoiding decoration pollution during the decoration process, Bian Mu has always been a cautious person and recently insisted on opening the windows for ventilation for a period of time before moving.

Many things needed to be planned carefully, so at lunch time, Bian Mu treated Luo Zhanqi to hotpot and discussed some things while eating.

Originally, Bian Mu planned to invite everyone to the hot pot restaurant, to work together and pool their wisdom, to try to identify some unnecessary hidden dangers in advance, to avoid unnecessary troubles in the future.

In the end, Bian Mu changed his mind.

In his opinion, Nurse Ye and others each have their own selfish interests. As colleagues, they have almost no common ground with each other. Instead of getting together and talking nonsense with their own thoughts, it would be more practical for them to discuss things individually or in groups of two, so that many things can be discussed more thoroughly.

The owner of the hotpot restaurant has been quite familiar with Bian Mu for a long time. Not only did he give a 20% discount on the dishes, but he also immediately arranged the best seats and the warmest hospitality. This guy, when he goes out, has to have some real skills to live like a decent person!
Bian Mu and his friend were chatting animatedly. When he looked up, Bian Mu saw a middle-aged man staggering in from the door. From a distance, the man seemed to be a little drunk.