Chapter 1256 A Bit Weak

At first glance, the lives of ordinary people are almost the same.

The east family is more frugal in food, the west family is very frugal in clothing, the child of the south family is very good at studying, but his appearance is ordinary, even a little ugly, the north family looks ordinary, but everyone is very good at singing and dancing, and the whole family is always so happy all year round.

An ordinary, uneventful, muddled life has passed.

In fact, it is not the case. Every family has its own difficult sutras, and they worry when they encounter something. The versions of each household are different, and the joys and sorrows are different.

It is different for the rich. The houses of each household are very different. The sons and daughters of ordinary people dare not even think about buying a house when they get married. The average price is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, which is a dream-like life.

However, in Bian Mu's opinion, the lives of wealthy families are actually similar, especially when the nobles are not well, the types of diseases, roots, causes, and specific treatments suffered by each household are similar, and it is obviously much easier to summarize.

More importantly, in terms of later recuperation and treatment, most wealthy families are willing to strictly follow the doctor's advice and make careful arrangements. The course of illness is often much shorter than that of ordinary people. To be honest, dealing with them, Bian Mu often feels very relaxed and has a relatively obvious sense of accomplishment.

After entering the door, Bian Mu found that there was nothing special about Mr. Kong's villa and the Lu family, Zhong family, Cao family... At most, this one looks more Chinese, that one looks more Western, and the nannies look similar.

Sometimes, life is so interesting.

In the living room, Mr. Kong sat in a wheelchair. The structure of the wheelchair looked very complicated. Bian Mu had never seen it before. After a few glances, Bian Mu guessed that it should be a high-end wheelchair with high technical content and highly ergonomic recuperation principles.

Ms. Kong looked at least ten years younger than her actual age. Her hair was black and shiny, and her hair volume was much more than that of an ordinary person. She had an oval face, beautiful eyebrows and big eyes. She looked energetic. The orthopedic surgery on her legs did not seem to have much impact on her.

Nurse Ye introduced the two of them very enthusiastically. In the living room, in addition to Ms. Kong and the family nanny, there were two middle-aged women standing. One looked over sixty years old, and the other was about the same age as Ms. Kong. Both of them were full of jewels and gems. They should be Mr. Kong’s relatives and friends.

Mr. Kong’s wife, Mr. Li, was not at home.

“Mr. Kong! Can you walk a few steps with crutches? I mean without anyone to help you.” Bian Mu asked with a smile.

“I didn’t dare to try. My friends in the medical field all told me to have surgery as soon as possible, saying that if I missed the golden treatment period, the later treatment would be more troublesome…” Mr. Kong spoke in a tone like a school teacher. His Mandarin was very standard and his speaking speed was very appropriate.

“Really? Do you have crutches at home?” Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes! What? Try it in front of Dr. Bian?" Mr. Kong asked puzzledly.

"Let's take Mr. Kong's pulse first!" As he spoke, Bian Mu asked the young nanny-like woman to push the wheelchair near the coffee table. He sat on the sofa next to Mr. Kong and took Mr. Kong's pulse.

The pulse pillow was brought by Bian Mu himself. He also specially chose a thin porcelain pulse pillow, which might be able to capture a more subtle pulse image.

...

With a frown, Bian Mu felt a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Kong, I have to see the films I took before." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Here!" As soon as the voice fell, the younger middle-aged woman standing not far away handed over several special bags for the hospital's imaging department.

DR, CT, MRI... There were quite a lot of films, each with its own reasons, and the quality of the films was quite good. Bian Mu's doubts were basically clarified.

"Boss Kong! Theoretically, you may need a small operation. For the meniscus... even if you take an MRI, there are still some places that it cannot capture. You need to go to the hospital for arthroscopy. Let's take a preliminary look... you are indeed seriously injured. The specific treatment... is quite time-consuming and laborious. It is definitely different from ordinary people. You must have high requirements for the degree of recovery, so... it's a bit troublesome..." Bian Mu replied truthfully after putting the films in his hand one by one.

"Can you explain it in more detail?" The implication is that Boss Kong still has high expectations for Bian Mu. It can be seen that she really doesn't want to have surgery.

"This... do you have an unused computer at home? A laptop will do." Bian Mu suddenly said this.

"Yes, yes! Afang, go upstairs and take down that 'Thunder' laptop, the black one, which was just unpacked not long ago." Turning back, Boss Kong asked his nanny to go upstairs to get the computer.

"Mr. Kong! The injury on your knee is not as serious as you think. It is complicated. It is good for you to move around with crutches. While Nurse Ye is here, let's try to walk around. You know, this is also part of the outpatient examination." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Okay! I listen to you! Juan! There are a few crutches behind the door of the small room next to the study. I don't know how to use them. Go get them." Mr. Kong turned his head and glanced at the younger middle-aged lady sitting not far away, and said.

"Bring them all?"

"Okay! Bring them all! Bian Mu will have a choice." Mr. Kong responded with a smile.

At this time, the babysitter came back with a laptop. Bian Mu took it and plugged it into the power supply. He opened the browser and searched for a website he was most familiar with and downloaded a handy software.

Crutches were also brought, long and short, one-time molding, adjustable, with electronic alarm devices... all kinds of them.

Bian Mu picked the simplest one and asked Nurse Ye and others to help Mr. Kong get up and leave the wheelchair.

Bian Mu noticed that Mr. Kong's feet were a little swollen.

Bian Mu guided him from the side, and several other ladies helped Mr. Kong walk "hard" seven or eight steps in the living room.

"My left leg is okay, but my right leg seems a little weak! Doctor Bian, I won't be paralyzed in the future, right?!" As he walked, Mr. Kong suddenly felt a little guilty and asked worriedly.

"Haha... Don't worry! It will definitely not go to that step, but... It's hard to say how far the sequelae will go..." Bian Mu muttered a few words with a bit of self-talk, of course, he also let everyone hear these words.

Watching Ms. Kong walk for a while, Bian Mu saw that Ms. Kong's head was already sweating. Really, is she so weak? ! Bian Mu couldn't help but doubt...

"Qi and blood are gradually flowing, it's okay!" As he said this, Bian Mu directed everyone to help Ms. Kong get back to the wheelchair again.

Bian Mu himself sat at the other end of the long sofa. The software had been downloaded. With a click of the mouse, Bian Mu began to install, debug, and enter various parameters... With the crackling sound of the keyboard, Bian Mu had already made several three-dimensional simulation maps of the meniscus with the help of the software...