Chapter 984 Silver Probe
Seeing that Master Ma seemed a little nervous, Bian Mu smiled and comforted him.
"From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, the 'red line' you just mentioned is generally called 'red silk boil'. Specifically, the 'snake face sore' on the back of your right hand, if there is a direct infection relationship between the two, we call it 'red silk sore'. From the perspective of Western medicine, the so-called red line is most likely 'acute lymphangitis'. In most cases, it is a non-fatal infection. Unless you encounter a special constitution or a special source of infection, most of them will not cause fatal danger. Don't worry, just hurry up and cure it completely." As he spoke, Bian Mu called Master Ma back to the consulting table.
At this time, Master Ma's eyes revealed a look of peace, and he no longer scared himself.
Bian Mu took a bamboo woven support, which was specially woven for Bian Mu by the herbal farmer Lao Pei in his spare time. It looked ordinary on the surface, but in fact, it was a very useful tool for Chinese medicine diagnosis. The bamboo used was produced from the famous "Xiangfei Lake" in the western suburbs of Nanjin City, known as "Xiangfei Bamboo". It looked like a large pulse pillow woven from bamboo strips. In fact, the unique "cold" characteristics of each bamboo strip can have a certain effect on patients, such as "cooling blood", "detoxification", "clearing fire", "dispersing stasis" and so on.
Some time ago, Lan Bingru came to visit and found that this support was extraordinary. She wanted to take one away intentionally or unintentionally. Bian Mu only had one, so he was embarrassed to entrust the herbal farmer Lao Pei to weave another one with great effort. Bian Mu had to pretend to be confused and let it go.
Thinking about it afterwards, Bian Mu still felt that he was a bit stingy.
"Master Ma! Please put your right hand on the support, I'll go get the equipment for inspection." After that, Bian Mu got up and went upstairs to chat with Luo Zhanqi for a while.
At this time, Luo Zhanqi was loosening a large tendon on the back of a familiar male patient. It might be a bit difficult, and he was sweating a little.
"I just saw which one, why did you sneak upstairs to chat, haha..." Luo Zhanqi asked with a smile.
"Some things can't be said clearly, let Diantuo give him some physical therapy first, and we can get a glimpse of whether Master Ma is an honest man." As he spoke, Bian Mu casually introduced Master Ma's condition briefly.
"Occupational disease?" Luo Zhanqi asked with a smile.
"It can be considered as such, mainly because of irregular daily work. This kind of injury was a multiple occupational disease in the old meat processing factory before. In the past two years, all aspects of the conditions have been improved to varying degrees. Logically, this kind of occupational disease should have disappeared long ago." As he spoke, Bian Mu found a stainless steel box in a corner, which was not much bigger than an ordinary glasses case, and some inspection supplies were filled in it.
"It has developed to the point of red line sores, is it easy to treat?" Luo Zhanqi asked with a smile.
"He seems to be a willful and paranoid person, and he may have a tendency to commit domestic violence. It shouldn't be difficult to treat such a person!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.
After saying this, Luo Zhanqi didn't say anything special, and the male patient who was lying on the bed and receiving muscle relaxation and bone pulling treatment couldn't help but mutter a few words.
"Doctor Bian! I don't understand. According to common sense... Isn't it more difficult to treat people who are more willful or even a little paranoid? In fact, when you meet a famous doctor who is not worried about not having patients, people will directly refuse to treat them. Why is it easier to treat you?"
"Hehe... When we Chinese medicine doctors treat diseases, we always pay attention to one case for one person, one emotion for one person, and one prescription for one person. Theoretically, there will be no repetition in this life. In the past few years, I felt very ordinary. Since I started practicing medicine independently, I believe more and more in the conclusions made by my predecessors. Generally speaking, people with extreme personalities and unreasonable personalities have very different internal qi conditions from ordinary people. In our jargon, the qi movement mechanism is different. As long as their "pulse gate" is accurate, it will be much easier to treat them." Bian Mu smiled and explained a few words casually.
"Too mysterious! Only your brain can play with it. If it were me, I would have asked others to tear down the sign of the clinic long ago!" The man laughed and laughed at himself.
"Humble! Your company is doing very well. We envy you when we talk about it! Oh! It's almost time. I have to go down!" After saying that, Bian Mu stood up and walked to the stairs, looking downstairs.
Not bad! Master Ma was quite obedient. He kept his right hand on the pad and didn't dare to move it. Through this detail, Bian Mu was sure that Master Ma downstairs still recognized his medical reputation. If he really gave any strange medical advice, he should be able to follow it honestly.
In addition, with the help of the strange pad, Bian Mu actually gave him some physical therapy, and Master Ma himself might have felt the specific effect. Otherwise, according to his personality, he would have moved his right hand to another place long ago. Whatever happens naturally, it will be natural! Anyway, Doctor Bian is not here at this time.
Slowly walking to the examination table, Bian Mu sat down and opened the small stainless steel box, took out a 20-centimeter-long silver probe from it, and there were many similar silver probes in the box.
This silver probe is also a common medical device in TCM clinics. However, in recent years, the skilled craftsmen who can make this probe by hand have gradually retired. Young people have no intention of inheriting that skill. There is no other reason, and it does not make money. Gradually, fewer and fewer TCM doctors have this silver probe on their desks. In Bian Mu's impression, Ouyang Ziye, Lu Shiyuan, Qi Shangqi... and others rarely use this thing.
After strict disinfection, Bian Mu smiled and explained to Master Ma: "I have to use this probe to go deep into the sore surface to check what's going on inside. Moreover, I have to explore from multiple angles. If I touch sensitive nerves, you should scream when it hurts. Don't worry about us and the patients behind us. Your screaming is one of the results I want. Do you understand?"
"Okay... I asked several doctors before coming here. They said that this is a rare "bottomless sore" and it is very difficult to treat. It seems that neither Chinese nor Western medicine has a good way. One of the senior Chinese medicine doctors in his forties told me... How far it will develop in the future depends entirely on my own innate immunity to fight. As for how far it will develop, no one can say for sure. You took out this professional probe, and I knew I was fine. It's okay. I was born with hard bones, so you can do whatever you want!" Master Ma's words were quite bold.
If it were an ordinary doctor, he might have believed it. Bian Mu smiled slightly and basically didn't take his words seriously.