Author: Mountain Woodcutter Guardian

The cicadas are chirping, and early winter is approaching.

On Wednesday morning, around ten o'clock, it was in the consultation room of the Third Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine on the first floor of the outpatient building of Lishi County First People's Hospital.

Bian Mu, a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, is sitting alone in front of the window while working. From 8 o'clock in the morning to now, he has not seen a single patient.

The mobile phone page is full of rental information of houses in the same city, location, orientation, price... Relatively suitable houses are very rare, and there are no patients anyway, so Bian Mu just took the time to see if there are any suitable houses for rent.

There is a cold air inside and outside the Yin-faced Room. Next door is the water room, and to the west of the water room is the public toilet. The humidity is a bit heavy. If he works here for a long time, Bian Mu is worried that his body will not be able to bear it.

Bian Mu was about to get up and stretch his muscles and bones to stimulate the blood vessels in his body when his cell phone beeped.

Vice President Chen Yurong sent a short message informing Bian Mu to go to clinic 202 on the second floor to attend the consultation.

Clinic 202 is a clinic dedicated to Kuang Yiheng, director of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. It is usually crowded and hard to find.

"Kuang Yiheng may have encountered another difficult patient there? Are you asking me to come to the rescue?! Why! That patient probably has some identity. Otherwise, how could even Vice President Chen

I'm alarmed, forget it! Just pretend you didn't see it, making wedding dresses for others all day long, not to mention the thankless effort, and eventually offending a lot of people, it's so idle!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu pretended not to see the text message, and continued to immerse himself in it.

Search for suitable property information.

The phone is a bit laggy, so let’s hold on for a while! When my parents settle down, it’s time to get a new phone.

Ten minutes later, Vice President Chen sent another text message.

"The patient's status is special and his condition is complicated. Director Kuang even used the 'Thirteenth Acupuncture of Kuimen', so there's no chance! The year-end assessment is coming soon. It's up to you whether he comes or not!"

This time, Bian Mu carefully studied every word on the phone screen and translated the information contained in it as accurately as possible.

The so-called "Thirteen Acupuncture of Kuimen" is a set of acupuncture techniques inherited by Kuang Yiheng from the older generation of famous Chinese medicine masters. It is said to be a branch of the "Thirteen Acupuncture of Guimen".

After careful research and practice by generations of famous Chinese medicine practitioners, there have been modifications, developments, and supplements, and the effectiveness of it in treating difficult and complicated diseases is very significant.

"Although Kuang Yiheng deliberately mystifies that set of acupuncture techniques intentionally or unintentionally, in terms of the level of acupuncture, he really doesn't give it in vain. Under normal circumstances, he will not use that set of acupuncture easily. It takes so long

I can’t spare any time. How complicated is the patient’s condition?! His status is special?! Is he a high-ranking official? Or a wealthy businessman? Could a popular star be here? Strange! What kind of big shot will suddenly arrive?

What about this small, remote county?" Bian Mu's curiosity aroused, and Bian Mu was a little tempted.

Just when he was about to stand up, Kuang Yiheng's gloomy face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Bian Mu changed his mind again.

Since he joined the company, Kuang Yiheng has praised himself very much on the surface, but his little tricks behind the scenes have not stopped for a day. Why should I help him out?!

Naturally, Bian Mu would not do anything like adding insult to injury. However, it is not necessarily a bad thing for him to take responsibility for the patient in his hands and let him know the depth of Chinese medicine.

Kuang Yiheng is a smart man, and he may be able to act more restrained in the future.

"Anyway, that special patient's life will not be in danger for the time being. Otherwise, Vice President Chen would have rushed downstairs long ago. It's okay. Just wait and see!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

As for Chen Yurong...

It doesn't matter! He came from a professional background and was admitted to the county hospital with excellent results. He did not ask for favors or give gifts. He was upright and upright. Since he started practicing medicine, Bian Mu has never learned to act based on anyone's face. Chen Yurong is no exception.

At such a young age, no matter what kind of person he meets, Bian Mu is always unwilling to bow his head. In this regard, Bian Mu just follows his mother's will. My mother is right, in this world, wealth and poverty cannot influence everything.

Then don't lose your spirit.

The loss of vigor may not have a great impact on doctors of Western medicine, but for doctors of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it is a fatal psychological injury. Maybe Bian Mu will never have the chance to touch the crown of the unique knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine in this life. Bian Mu will never accept this.

Bian Mu is an ambitious person.

You don't know how many years you can live in the rented house. In view of the physical and mental health of his parents, Bian Mu must take it seriously. At this moment, there are still no patients coming in for consultation. He calmly thinks about it. Bian Muan sits on the chair and continues to search for a suitable one.

of properties...

"Bang...bang...bang...", someone outside the clinic knocked on the door several times.

Bian Mu was concentrating on renting a house and turned a deaf ear to it.

After a few "squeaks", the door of the consulting room was gently pushed open from the outside, and Sister Cai, the chief nurse, opened the door and rushed in.

"Hi! Vice President Chen has been looking for you for a long time. Come and have a look at Director Kuang! A big shot is here. They have been consulting for a long time, but to no avail. Magistrate Du is even angry next to him."

Bian Mu slowly raised his head and glanced at Nurse Cai. Bian Mu was not worried at all.

"Oh! County Magistrate Du was alarmed! What exactly happened?" Bian Mu asked calmly.

"The leaders gathered in a circle there. I didn't dare to go too close. I don't know the specific situation. You will know if you go up and take a look. Hurry up! Don't wait any longer!" What she said was beyond words, Sister Cai said this

It's for Bian Mu's good.

"You don't know the specific situation at all, so you go there to find excitement?! No way!" Bian Mu replied firmly.

Seeing Bian Mu's disapproving look, Head Nurse Cai couldn't help but sneered a few times.

"It's time for the year-end assessment soon, performance, year-end assessment, department self-evaluation... You don't know how many points to give yourself? I'm warning you! This year, the elimination system for the last place will be strictly implemented. With your attitude,

Then I will see which leader is willing to speak for you! Really!"

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but curled his lips and remained silent.

In the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, apart from professional assessment and a few attendance assessments, Bian Mu has always been ranked last in all assessments.

Seeing that Bian Mu was a little resigned, she was silent for a moment, and Sister Cai finally felt a little soft-hearted.

"The man's aura was unusual. I heard that Secretary Wang kept calling to express his concern! It seemed that he was in a car accident on the road and suddenly became speechless. However, I took a look and found that the man's consciousness was okay.

Why don't you go up and deal with it! If the disease is cured, Vice President Chen can always say a few words for you during the year-end assessment, right? Your old house will be demolished soon! Xiaoyue will have to die in the second half of next year

Going to college will cost a lot of money inside and out. If you are unemployed again, will your parents be able to survive? Really!"

At this point, no matter how individual Bian Mu is, he can't hold his neck and say harsh words.

"Okay! Why don't I go? Look how anxious you are!" Bian Mu smiled apologetically, turned off the phone screen, got up and walked out quickly toward the stairs.

Nurse Cai closed the door of the consulting room behind her, glanced at Bian Mu's back for a few times, shook her head in disappointment, and quickly went to work on the urgent matter at hand.

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There are only a few people who retire normally every year, and there are people who want to come in every day. The ratio of entry and exit is seriously unbalanced. The elimination system for the last place is inevitable. Dean Ma has no choice. He has already drawn up a list in his mind.

Unfortunately! Bian Mu is on that list.

Dean Ma had already heard about Bian Mu's level. Thinking that the handsome doctor in front of him would have to leave his job in a month or two, Dean Ma apologetically nodded to Bian Mu, using the excuse that excessive gathering of staff in the clinic would affect the oxygen supply.

Dean Ma asked County Magistrate Du and others to leave the clinic and go to his office to rest.

Kuang Yiheng was obsessed with saving face, so he left on some pretext.

There were only a few people left in the clinic, including Bian Mu, Chen Yurong, a young lady who looked like an assistant, and the head nurse of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

Vice President Chen Yurong secretly glared at Bian Mu with a few scolding glances, and motioned for him to quickly go over and show the big shot whether he could deal with it urgently.

The corners of his mouth curled up twice, and Bian Mu didn't ask anything. He sat across from the big man and took his pulse.

His pulse was like a picture, and after more than ten minutes, Bian Mu felt confident.
Chapter completed!