Chapter 995 Lymph Nodes

Looking down at his phone, Bian Mu explained the treatment principle more thoroughly.

"There are many famous Chinese medicine experts in the city who are better than me. For example, Mr. Qi Shangqi from the Provincial People's Hospital is a well-known acupuncture expert in China. If you ask him to help Mr. Wu with the "Zusanli" acupuncture point, I will definitely not object. The old man's level is there! When you go to him, just bring my diagnosis and suggestions. Moreover, even if you don't use the training needle with stomata, I believe that Mr. Qi Shangqi can make the green radish exhausted in a short time. If the needle is not removed in time, the green radish will die soon." Bian Mu continued to explain with a smile.

Hearing this, the male patient surnamed Wu suddenly realized.

"Oh! I understand! Ordinary acupuncturists can't do such difficult needles, right? Doctor Bian!"

"That's about right! Moreover, the three of you must have come here for acupuncture during your free time. As a doctor, I have to consider Mr. Wu. I can only choose the appropriate acupuncture method based on the location, season, time... of the acupuncture. The changes are also ever-changing, not as simple as ordinary permutations and combinations." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"I understand! Doctor Bian is really amazing! I admire him, I admire him!" Mr. Wu couldn't help but admire him greatly.

"I don't deserve it! Every time you three come here for acupuncture, the techniques I use are different from the past. It seems that the number of acupuncture needles, the same acupoints, and similar techniques... In fact, the treatment purposes of each acupuncture are quite different!" Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"I am convinced! Doctor Bian is really young and promising. It is my blessing to meet you!" The male patient surnamed Wu thanked him sincerely.

"You're welcome! Oh! It's time! You can remove the needles!" After saying that, Bian Mu stood up and walked to the wheelchair to remove the two acupuncture needles and threw them into the nearby medical waste bin.

Afterwards, the four people sat in the rest area and drank tea. Bian Mu also reminded them of what they should pay attention to at home in the future.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Bian Mu stood up and politely sent the three people out.

Seeing that Mr. Wu and the other three were getting farther and farther away, Bian Mu turned around and prepared to go back to the clinic. Maybe Dao Tiao Lian would come to pick up the holiday gifts later.

"Are you Doctor Bian?! Can I bother you for a moment?" Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind. Judging from the voice, he should not be very old.

Turning his head, he saw a young man standing near the small flower bed not far away. Judging from his hairstyle, hair color, and complexion, he should be about the same age as Bian Mu.

"Who are you?!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"I came here because of your reputation. I came here almost every day a while ago. I didn't expect that you were so busy that you couldn't spare any time. I... I'm very short of money. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I just want to trouble you to make a decision, so... I didn't dare to go in and disturb your normal consultation." The man sounded very talkative, and his attitude was somewhat abnormally polite.

Bian Mu usually encounters similar patients, but... most of them are older, and it is true that they are relatively thick-skinned. It is true that he has never run into a few young people like him.

"I'm sorry! You seem to be living a good life from the way you are dressed!" Bian Mu didn't think much about it and questioned it casually.

The man was wearing a jacket with a good texture. In Bian Mu's impression, he had only seen Dr. Lu Yisi wear this style a few times. Su Linwen said that the fabric was not cheap!

"You're talking about this! Ahem... they're just fakes! I bought them at a street stall, 50 yuan for two, sometimes, if you're lucky, you can get one for more than ten yuan." The man's tone was relaxed and reasonable, and he made the topic reasonable.

"Who cares! You're not my official patient, so there's no need to waste words with you here." Bian Mu couldn't help but think to himself.

"Really? Haha... Then please come in! Let's see what's going on with you!" As he spoke, Bian Mu gestured and asked the man to go to the lobby on the first floor.

"Today is not a holiday! It's not good to go in and waste your time. Besides... I don't have a serious illness, just a few words, if you want, just give me some advice." As he spoke, the man slowly walked up to Bian Mu and handed him his medical records in a large plastic bag.

Instinctively, Bian Mu was about to reach out to take it, but suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and hurriedly warned himself a few words, without moving or reaching out to take it.

"Don't look at that first. We Chinese medicine practitioners have our own diagnosis methods. What are your main symptoms?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Lymph node mass... The doctor at the 7th Municipal Hospital suggested that I be hospitalized immediately. You know, this kind of operation costs at least more than 20,000 yuan. Where can I get so much money! So... I want to consult you here. In my case, is conservative treatment effective?" As he spoke, the man tried to submit the medical records in his hand to Bian Mu again.

His mind flashed, and Bian Mu stood there without making any reaction, just staring coldly at the man's eyes for a few seconds.

"What kind of identification examination did you do in the 7th Hospital? Puncture?"

"It's the kind of toothpick-sized needle, it seems to be a 'puncture and cutting' examination." The man replied immediately.

"Did you give me anesthesia?" Bian Mu asked.

"I think I did... I did. The female nurse gave me some anesthesia."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu became suspicious.

"Oh... Did you do the examination under B-ultrasound guidance or CT guidance?" Bian Mu asked calmly.

"This... I don't remember..." The man's eyes began to flicker.

"Oh! Then... if you are ready to pay for the surgery, how many will the doctor say?"

"Three, you see! My neck looks much thicker than normal people's." As he spoke, the man unzipped his shirt and exposed his neck for Bian Mu to examine.

Indeed, the man's neck looked a little unusual, but he said there were three lymph node lumps, and Bian Mu didn't believe him for a while.

"What's the largest size?"

"1.8 cm... I don't remember... My mental state has been particularly bad recently, and it seems that my memory has declined a lot..." The man smiled and explained a few words.

At this point, although Bian Mu was still unclear about what the peer in front of him wanted to do, he was completely sure of one thing: this man was not an honest man!

"This is not a place to talk, let's go into the house and talk!" Bian Mu made way again.

"I'm sorry to bother you...it's a big holiday...please help me look at my medical records and give me some advice. Should I borrow money for surgery? Or should I let nature take its course and accept conservative treatment from traditional Chinese medicine? It's not a big deal and I can be cured slowly?" The man continued to stand outside the clinic door and ask for some treatment advice.

"Hehe...I'm sorry! I can't help you with this favor. I'm sorry! I can't help you. I have an appointment with my friends and I have to leave later. Goodbye!" Without being polite at all, Bian Mu wanted to send this inexplicable person away in a few words.

"Well...I'm really sorry! I have to thank you for disturbing you! Goodbye!" After saying that, the man bowed to Bian Mu, turned around and walked along the green belt path towards the west gate.

Bian Mu didn't think much about it. He went into the house and got a cup of hot tea and drank a few sips.

Not long after, the knife-faced man hurried in from the outside.

"Which door did you come in from?" Bian Mu asked thoughtfully.

"West Gate! Parking is convenient over there, what's the matter?"

"Did you meet a man of my age on the road, carrying a plastic bag with hospital examination films and other things in it? Oh, the jacket he was wearing might not be cheap."

"There was such a man, he looked a bit like that! Oh, someone drove a van to pick him up at the door, what's the matter? Is that person crazy?! Do you want me to chase him out now?"

"That's not necessary! Someone picked him up... and it was a van..." At this point, Bian Mu seemed to have guessed something.