Practicing business and practicing medicine

Sanqiangzi was actually quite kind. He actually believed less than 30% of the sinister things Guan Yuelin said. In any case, the old man paralyzed in bed in front of him was his father's senior brother after all.

In old age, according to traditional customs, if the relationship between brothers and sisters gets along well, it will be closer than the relationship between brothers by blood!

However, he also knew in his heart that even if Bian Mu had great medical skills, Sima Kui had already been seriously injured and could not survive for a few days. If he could pass down the mysterious "Ziwu Liuzhu" acupuncture method, he would also It is considered a good thing that has contributed to society.

Turning around, Sanqiangzi chatted with Sima Kui for a while. For no other reason than to hope that the old man could take a breather and tell him about the specific bank or branch office and what was inside. Once written on the manuscript paper.

Over and over again, writing and writing, eager to survive, Sima Kui finally explained the relevant information clearly.

"No. 152 Huimin Road, Jiangfeng Bank branch. I used my real name. The safe deposit box number ends in 7." Sanqiangzi read it several times in a low voice.

Bian Mu stood by and checked everything for him twice.

"That's right! It should be right there." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Shall we go over and take a look?" the three strong men asked.

"Don't worry! The old man spent a lot of energy writing these words. Now that he's here, I guess it's time to feed him some food. You go over and ask, what should he be fed now? I'll do it. .”

"It's still your kindness and righteousness. Even my distant nephew can't do as well as you! Kindness!" As he spoke, San Qiangzi gave a thumbs up and praised Bian Mu, then turned around and went out to find the old nurse.

Bian Mu ignored Sima Kui, but bent down to check the urine bag tied to the bed. At this moment, the urine bag happened to be full.

Bian Mu walked to the bedside table and opened the drawer. Bian Mu reached out and took out two PE film gloves, transparent and disposable medical gloves.

Walking to the bed again, squatting down, Bian Mu found the urinal under the bed and emptied the urine bag.

Afterwards, Bian Mu took the urinal and went to the bathroom to urinate.

This scene was all seen by Sima Kui.

After everything was tidied up, Bian Mu sat not far away for a long time. The three strong men came back with something that looked like a bottle of nutrient solution in their hands.

"The old nurse said, you are a doctor, you know better than him! Let's just add some water and feed this." As he spoke, Sanqiangzi handed the glass bottle in his hand to Bian Mu.

"How much? 200ml?"

"It seems to be... 220 milliliters! It's a doctor, so he can guess it right."

"Just feeding this is not enough. You have to make another trip to ask them for some salt and white sugar. I have to prepare some sugar salt water for the old man. Then, we will use the sugar salt water to rinse the nutrient solution before using it. Stir it repeatedly with chopsticks. If it's too thin, the old man will definitely have diarrhea and won't be able to eat much nutrition, and the old nurse will be disgusted. If it's too thick, he can't digest it and will be prone to constipation. Not only will he suffer in the future, but it will also make the old nurse uncomfortable. Ansheng, alas! People are so pitiful when they are old, and it takes so much trouble to eat nutritious meals." Bian Mu patiently explained for a long time.

"Professional! I'll go right away." After saying that, San Qiangzi went out again to look for salt and white sugar.

Bian Mu was not idle either. He had to slowly dig out chopsticks, bowls, plates... one by one, one by one.

After a while, Sanqiangzi came back, followed by an old caregiver in his early fifties. The old man didn't like to talk. When he entered the door, he just stood there and looked at Mu Mu coldly.

After repeated checks, the old nurse said that Bian Mu arranged the feeding in a very professional way.

Bian Mu took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, unopened, and gave it to the old caregiver.

"My elders have caused trouble for you here. Please take care of me in the future." Bian Mu said very politely.

"It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk! You are both very filial, and you will definitely be repaid with kindness in the future." The old caregiver is quite good at talking.

It can be seen that the old nurse usually loves to smoke.

"Come back next time and bring me a bottle of liquor for the old man. It doesn't have to be expensive, just ten or twenty yuan." Bian Mu thought to himself.

In front of the old nurse, Bian Mu prepared the "meal" for injection.

"How's it going? I'm just going to heat it up in the microwave and feed it, right?" Bian Mu asked the old caregiver with a smile.

"Haha... you are more professional than us! No problem! Just be careful not to choke him. In addition, shake it higher later and put a pillow behind him, so that it is not easy to choke him, but he will be choked. It's troublesome, it could kill him if he's not careful." After that, he lit a cigarette, and the old caregiver went out with satisfaction.

The two of them helped each other and finally finished the meal. Bian Mu was okay, but the three strongmen were actually half sweating from exhaustion.

"Good guy! It's so complicated to just feed him. If I get old in the future, I'll just end it myself. This will be too uncomfortable!" San Qiangzi said a few random words.

"Don't talk nonsense! Maybe it will come true in the future!" Half joking and half serious, Bian Mu scared the three strongmen.

The three strong men were somewhat superstitious. Upon hearing this, they rushed to the ground and pouted three times.

It is said that this can eliminate bad luck.

The two sat next to each other and talked and laughed for a while. Bian Mu told San Qiangzi that just after feeding, do not roll down the nursing bed, otherwise, choking and coughing will definitely occur. As long as the rescue is not timely, Sima Kui This old fate is handed down here.

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Seeing that the time was almost up, Bian Mu reached out and shook the nursing bed down.

The two of them were polite to Sima Kui, then turned around and prepared to go to the bank to find out what was going on.

Suddenly, Sima Kui made an astonishing move and stretched out his right hand to grab the three strongmen.

The three strongmen lay beside the bed and communicated with the old man in their unique way for a while, and finally understood what he meant.

"He wants to write again." As he spoke, the three strongmen took out a pen and paper and put their hands on the "small desk".

After a while, after even guessing, Bian Mu finally recognized it.

"Opposite of the road!"

"What do you mean?" San Qiangzi asked doubtfully.

"I don't understand either..." Bian Mu also felt a little dizzy.

After a while, Bian Mu felt like a mirror.

"Let's go! Let's talk in detail when you get out! Old man, we all know what you mean. Don't think too much. Take good care of your health. I will definitely do my best to nurse you back to good health. I'll see you again another day!" After that, he said Mu pulled Sanqiangzi out of the ward.

"What do you mean?"

"The old man was playing tricks on us just now! At the beginning, the information he provided was half true and half false. If we go to the place honestly, we won't be able to find it."

"Ah?! You even lied to me!"

"No! He can't trust anyone." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"what about now?"

"The real address is opposite the fake information just now. There must be two private banks in that area. Do you understand?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Good guy! This is because we are sincerely feeding him, so we can tell you and me the true location of the secret book. It really is him, this old man! Hahaha..." At this point, the three strongmen couldn't help but laugh up at the sky. stand up.