Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1379: Not knowing martial arts can’t cure this disease
In the evening, Bian Mu still had two patients left, one old and one young. The older one was a chronic patient who came here specially for acupuncture. Luo Zhanqi couldn't do it for him, as the old man only recognized Bian Mu and would rather wait until now.

The young man had a "snake-like feeling" on his back that had not been cured for a long time. This was his first time to see a doctor. A friend helped him to make an appointment. He came from another place and was considered a die-hard fan who came here because of his reputation.

Bian Mu gave the old man three injections, and Nurse Ye stood by and watched over him, waiting for the injection to wake him up.

Bian Mu was walking back when his cell phone vibrated a few times. He took out his phone and took a look. It was a call from Tao Wenjie.

Bian Mu ignored her and walked directly to the examination table to take the pulse of the last young patient from outside the city.

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"Look at the tongue coating... Oh... It's okay! Please stand up and walk a few steps. Yes! Face the door, keep your head up and chest out, look straight ahead, the more natural the better. Put your bag on the table, don't always hold it under your armpits. Ready! Let's go!" As he spoke, Bian Mu put his hands behind his back, stared at the man and walked slowly from behind.

"Please walk two more times, the more natural the better! Don't be in a hurry, walk slowly..." Bian Mu continued to instruct.

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"Okay! Please sit here! Is your job related to the entertainment industry?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Making a living at the movie studio is hard and tiring. It's not a job for human beings."

"Which movie studio?"

"There's a movie theater over in Nanjinyangang District. Have you been there?"

"No! I usually stay at home and don't have the time to go out and hang around. Just like you said, I'm stuck here trying to make a living, it's hard and tiring, and I don't make much money."

"Ah! It's all the same, all the same! These past two years... haven't been easy! Want a cigarette? Oops... I'm sorry! I forgot! Smoking is not allowed here, look at my brain..."

"It's nothing serious! To borrow a Western medical term! You have intercostal neuritis, degenerative osteoarthritis, and peripheral neuritis syndrome, which eventually lead to autonomic dysfunction. Also, you came here empty-handed. Have you measured your blood sugar in the past six months? It's a little over the limit, right?"

"Hmm! I told the idiot health consultant at the movie studio that I had pseudodiabetes. That's not the case, right? Doctor Bian is really as famous as he is. He was able to tell that his blood sugar level was abnormal after taking my pulse. That's amazing! I admire you so much! Is my... syndrome easy to cure?"

"What can I say? The age filled in above is... 27. My real age might be lower than that. How old are you?" Bian Mu questioned.

"Hey! In order to save some tuition fees for going to school, I lied about my age by two years. I'm 2 this year!"

"No wonder... what the health consultant said was right. If you don't pay attention, you will soon naturally transition to the diabetes stage. Theoretically, this is an occupational disease, and your company should reimburse most of your medical expenses."

"Bullshit! You're dreaming! I haven't received my first half salary yet! What a bunch of bastards!" The man responded angrily.

"You should be considered a stunt double, right?"

"I was before, but now I'm considered a special guest actor! I can barely be considered a small partner. Occupational disease? Does it mean that the injury I got during the filming hasn't healed yet?"

"Partially, yes. Theoretically speaking, starting today, you have to quit smoking and drinking, and you have to persist for at least seven years. The key areas of your peripheral nerves all over your body will be knotted, as will your qi and blood. You are still young, so it can be cured with some care. But if you insist on doing it your way... you will suffer from hemiplegia at least 7 to years earlier than other people of the same age. You can decide for yourself which is more important!" Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"So serious?!" The man's face suddenly became a little confused. It can be seen that this guy is naturally brave and not afraid of anything.

"Well, we Chinese medicine practitioners have always emphasized preventing illness. Believe me, then seriously consider changing your career! Anyway, from the tone of your voice... your company doesn't make much money." "Well... it will take half a year, will it be a problem?" the man asked.

"No, you're not even thirty yet, and it's not that serious right now. Let's do this for now, and I'll refund your registration fee! It's not easy! You'll definitely quit smoking and drinking, and stick to it for a year. Just throw the cigarettes here!"

"Okay! I believe you!" As he said that, the man took out a few boxes of good cigarettes from his briefcase and threw them into the wastebasket not far away.

It can be seen that he never smokes cigarettes that cost less than 100 yuan.

It’s quite particular!

Then, the man took out half a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and threw it into the wastebasket.

From his words and expressions, it was clear that the man really believed Bian Mu this time.

In order to strengthen his determination to receive treatment, Bian Mu smiled and said to the man: "What did your master teach you?"

The man felt uncomfortable with the words and raised his eyebrows. He asked with some disgust, "What do you mean? Even though you are a famous doctor, you can't be disrespectful to my master!"

"Haha... From the tone of your voice, you seem a little unconvinced! Come here, please. If I'm not mistaken, you learned Bajiquan in elementary school!"

Upon hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?! What? You practiced it too?"

"I haven't practiced it, but Bajiquan is popular all over the world, and I have seen it a little bit, Doctor Luo! Please come down to be a witness!" As he said this, Bian Mu raised his voice and invited Luo Zhanqi to come down from upstairs.

"Doctor Luo! He's my colleague and he has also practiced for several years. Now, let's ask him to be the referee. I will draw a circle on the floor tiles with a marker and I will stand in the middle. You just have to push me out of the circle and don't say anything. If you want to cure me, I will cure you wholeheartedly and all the expenses will be on me. If the opposite is true, I will push you out of the circle and you will have to listen to whatever I say in the future. Okay?" With a slightly contemptuous look in his eyes, Bian Mu said a few words in a slightly provocative tone.

Hearing this, the man was unhappy.

"Tsk! Just you?! Don't be fooled by your energetic look. What's wrong? You've been hanging out in the gym for a few years and practicing Sanda for a few days, and you don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is? Come on, come on! So what if you're a famous doctor? I'll give you a haircut today." As he spoke, the man took off his jacket, kicked his casual shoes aside, and prepared to fight barefoot in socks.

With a slight smile, Bian Mu took the large marker from Luo Zhanqi, bent down, took a sweeping step, and in the blink of an eye he drew a circle with a large diameter on the ground.

Seeing this, the man realized that the handsome young Chinese medicine doctor in front of him should not be so simple. He slightly restrained the arrogance that emanated from his body, stared at Bian Mu, ready to turn him upside down and make a clown of him at any time.

Standing in the middle with his arms folded, Bian Mu said with a smile: "You're welcome! Come on!"

"Then you'd better be careful. You're just a show-off. You can only coax young girls and wives. If you play with me, you'll be in trouble!" As he said that, the man walked slowly towards Bian Mu, facing him head-on. He was ready for a head-on fight.

Suddenly, without any warning, the man turned around and kicked Bian Mu's lower body with a back-sweep kick. Wow! That guy was really good at martial arts. The sound of his kicks was so loud that Luo Zhanqi, who was watching the fight nearby, was shocked.

Just as Bian Mu was being swept, suddenly, Bian Mu didn't seem to dodge, nor did he jump to avoid, his figure swayed slightly, and somehow, the man's right ankle was caught by Bian Mu. I don't know what kind of "whip" method Bian Mu used, but the man was thrown several meters away easily.

Maybe it was because the floor was smooth, the man's back hit the bottom edge of the door frame. Judging from his posture, if Bian Mu had used a little more strength, he would have thrown him out of the clinic door.

Luo Zhanqi was stunned at that time!