Chapter 162 Stroke

The first day of follow-up consultation went much smoother than expected. At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Bian Mu had already greeted three colleagues and was getting ready to get off work.

At this time, hospital security guard Wu appeared at the door of the consulting room with two express packages. He was smiling but no one came in.

"Master Wu! Whose express delivery is it?" Bian Mu said hello with a smile.

"Both items are your express delivery. I took over the shift just now and I happened to see it and brought it to you." Master Wu responded with a smile, his tone full of flattery.

"Ouch! Thank you for your hard work!" As he spoke, Bian Mu hurriedly greeted him.

"It's just a casual visit. You should be busy first. I have to go back to work."

"How is your old lady doing lately?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"It's still like that. I'll come with you another day and let you take a look."

"Saturday! On Saturday afternoon or Sunday, I'll go to the old lady's place with you. It's not a problem to be bored in the hospital all day. I can also go out and relax." Bian Mu said very politely.

"Don't take it seriously! Let's come to you! Thank you, Doctor Bian! Let's talk some other time!" After that, the security guard, Master Wu, hurriedly walked towards the elevator entrance.

The male security guard Master Wu is somewhat snobbish, but in Bian Mu's opinion, it's only human nature! Ordinary people, normal.

Next to the trash can downstairs, Bian Mu unpacked the two parcels. One was a rare copy of "Gui Zangyi" sent by Uncle Yang from "Hua Tian Ghost Market". It was packed in three volumes. Each volume was quite thick, not an old version bound by thread. , is a serious modern book.

Bian Mu is an old bookworm. One look at the binding and he knew that the book should be equipped with illustrations. The outer layer was wrapped with two layers of plastic, and it was most likely genuine.

The other item is a laboratory test report sent by my former colleague Xiao Liu from the pharmacy.

The county-level and city-level inspection reports are available. In two days, Bian Mu plans to catch a few more "Wangtianbai" and send them to the provincial-level inspection center. The third-level inspection report will be considered a complete set.

Just in case anything happens in the future.

The test reports that Dr. Wu and Xiao Liu helped obtain were mainly about food safety, and the medical value appraisal was only scratched the surface. In Bian Mu's view, it was not very convincing. At most, it could prove the diagnosis he made at critical times. It is still positively related to diet therapy.

At this moment, Bian Mu has begun to pay attention. In the future, if there is an opportunity, he plans to make several test samples and send them to a higher-level authoritative testing institution to share the medicinal value and clinical medical treatment value of "Wangtianbai" and "Inchidao". Implement it into specific scientific experimental data and authoritative test reports.

Perhaps, this may still be a good business opportunity.

After staying in the "Huikang" Hospital for a while, and coming into contact with various people from all walks of life, Bian Mu deeply felt that it was difficult to make big money here. In order to solve the plight of his family, he still had to find another way out.

There are no facilities like safes in the single dormitory. After tidying up, Bian Mu planned to go to the bank and put it in the rented safe, but now he temporarily put it under the mattress.

I had something on my mind, so I had a simple dinner. After locking the door, I went to the back door of the hospital and ordered a bowl of braised noodles and three side dishes from a small alley. Bian Mu didn't bother to wait anymore, so he paid and went out.

Not far away, I saw a store selling donkey meat that was grilled. Bian Mu saw that there were not many people queuing up. After queuing for a while, I bought 6 of them. I couldn’t eat the rest and heated them up in the microwave for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Back in the dormitory, Bian Mu opened the book cover and flipped through the three volumes of "Gui Zang Yi".

"Mr. Yang has really worked hard to obtain such professional internal research information. It seems that he is quite knowledgeable! From now on, I will be looking for special items more often, and I may have to trouble people more often! The old man sent the book directly without negotiating the price, so you can trust me! This relationship must be well maintained." Thinking of this, Bian Mu called Mr. Yang.

"Have you fully recovered?" As soon as the call was connected, Bian Mu greeted him with concern.

"Good morning! Is the book okay?" Mr. Yang asked with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"Very good! This is you. No one else would be able to get such high-quality research materials. Thank you, thank you! How much do I have to transfer to you?"

"Just 500."

"It's a little less! I took advantage of you last time!"

"You are an expert. If the "Return to Tibet" Sutra can play its due role in your hands, it is considered to be worth the money. I don't make money, so I can do good deeds."

"You have to pay for your hard work, otherwise I will be embarrassed to ask you for something next time." As he spoke, Bian Mu transferred 800 yuan, 500 yuan for books, and 300 yuan for hard work to Mr. Yang.

"You are always so polite! Then thank you! The "Gui Zang" Sutra is difficult to interpret, but with the help of your calculations, the interpretation may be smoother." After hearing the tone of the words, Mr. Yang seemed to understand Learn about the Book of Changes.

"Thank you for your advice. I don't have the energy to study it in depth now. I just flip through a few pages to relieve my boredom. I hope you can give me more advice when I encounter any difficult parts in the future."

"Don't dare take it, don't take it! I still have something to do here, please keep in touch!"

"Okay! Go about your business. See you soon!" After that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

Afterwards, Bian Mu went to the small kitchen to wash several kinds of fruits and made a fruit platter. He sat down at the writing table and began to study the newly acquired "Gui Zangyi".

This set of books is based on archaeological objects and integrates the research essence of history, archaeology, literature, philology... hundreds of academic figures. It should be the most complete and authoritative research material currently.

Bian Mu is already a bit experienced in ancient writing, and he still has the ability to read through it. As for the fine details, he will have to spend a lot of time to figure it out.

As he read, Bian Mu gradually became fascinated. Lao Pei's suggestions had long been forgotten by him...

At around ten o'clock in the evening, a few soft ringtones on the phone brought Bian Mu back to the real world.

Doctor Yue's phone number.

Doctor Yue was the female doctor who took the lead in rescuing San Qiangzi's father at the market last time. Doctor Yue always liked to ask Bian Mu for advice on any difficult and complicated diseases. After going back and forth, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up. .

"Doctor Yue! Hello! I'm calling you right now. Can you help me?"

"My uncle may not have closed the windows when he went to bed at night. He suffered a stroke and his mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted. He has been taking injections in our hospital for three days, but it has no effect. My mother is a little anxious, and I think of you. Is it convenient tomorrow? I'll accompany you Did he come to your place to get acupuncture?"

"It's been three days! Does that mean it's been four days since the onset of the disease?" Bian Mu asked casually on the phone.

"It's been five days! I didn't take it seriously at first, saying it would be fine just by applying some cactus liquid. But the more I fucked, the worse it got. My mother got a little anxious and got angry, so I thought of you. I'm so sorry! Here! You’re causing trouble!”

"It's okay! Then why are you waiting for tomorrow! Just tell me the specific address, and I'll just bring everything I need to go and have a look." Bian Mu replied enthusiastically.

"That's so embarrassing! It's already past ten o'clock...is it really convenient?"

"I was reading a book just now. It's okay. Just send me your location!"

"Then I'll drive to pick you up! Thank you!"

"You're welcome! Which door of the hospital should I wait for you at?"

"Let's go to the main entrance! It's convenient to turn around there."

"Okay! See you later!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

Doctor Yue said it was a stroke on the face, but the actual condition may not be what they judged, so Bian Mu even packed everything he could get into a first aid kit.

As soon as we got in the car, Dr. Yue said with a smile: "Your first aid kit looks very sophisticated!"

"Haha... I often work on a voluntary basis in the emergency department. Brother Liao specially gave it to me as a gift."

"Oh! What a high level of awareness! We have never heard of anyone in the hospital volunteering to be on duty in the emergency department!"

"Haha... I'm not here to learn more!"

"You are so advanced and still so eager to learn. We, the rest of us, should just go back to school and retake it!"

"That's right... there's a guy riding an electric bike in front of you, be careful!" While reminding Doctor Yue to pay attention, Bian Mu placed the first aid kit.

Along the way, Dr. Yue briefly introduced her uncle's condition, and Bian Mu felt that the situation was slightly better than she thought.