Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu knew that he had a bit of a pedantic streak in him. Except for Su Linwen, many people couldn't stand this in him. Even Lao Pei, the medicine farmer who treated him like a family member, joked and laughed about it several times.

Bian Mu knew that Mr. Wei was a heroic man, how could he be as knowledgeable as him? Bian Mu smiled, hailed a taxi on the side of the road and returned to the clinic.

When approaching the clinic, Bian Mu heard Li Yunhu and Man Hongyun laughing and joking in the distance. When he took a closer look, it turned out that the two were preparing for sour plum soup and other matters!

Fan Sanqiao was also there. There was a man and a woman standing next to him. The man was a young male security guard at the property of the community, and the woman looked to be in her early forties, with a red vest draped over her shoulders. Bian Mu guessed , that woman should be a volunteer assigned by the community.

"You're here. Brother Yunhu said you didn't send him the formula, and Zhang Jinsi isn't here either. I was about to call you to ask!" As he spoke, Fan Sanqiao waved to Bian Mu.

"I'm sorry! I went out to do some errands and kept everyone waiting for a long time. It's so hot in the sun. Please come in quickly! I'll prepare some medicine for you right away." As he spoke, Bian Mu stepped forward very politely and talked to the male security guard. The female volunteer said a few polite words.

"Bian's Clinic" has long been famous for its tea substitutes, health drinks, and medicine substitute cakes. Seeing Bian Mu being so polite, the male security guards and female volunteers were naturally happy to take advantage of the opportunity to drink something to relieve the heat.

Fan Sanqiao cultivated himself. The weather was too hot the next day. At this moment, he also felt that his head was a little groggy. He didn't know whether it was because of the heat or because he hadn't had a good rest recently. Naturally, he accompanied the male security guard and The female volunteers chatted while drinking.

Man Hongyun volunteered to help Bian Mu, while Li Yunhu was ordered by her to do this and that, and was very busy.

Bian Mu put on his white coat and went to the pharmacy to prepare medicines, while Man Hongyun put on gloves and packed them.

"Doctor Bian! Can't this formula be easily known to outsiders?" Man Hongyun was very thoughtful and curious, so she asked casually.

"How should I put it? According to common sense, it seems that we should post the recipe in a conspicuous place at the entrance of the store. Passers-by will see it and trust us. They are willing to go home and make their own. Just take a picture with your mobile phone. Anyway, there is no better sour plum soup in the world for relieving heat and detoxification. They are all similar, but... our prescription is fine-tuned every day or every few days, and it really works when people drink it, so I didn't send Brother Hu a prescription." While taking the medicine, Mu smiled. He explained.

"It's so troublesome! Let me tell you! You guys get along like brothers, how can you still keep secrets from him! Besides, Fan Gong's status is much higher than our Yunhu's, and he doesn't seem to know What kind of medicine should be mixed with it? It turns out... this sour plum soup is so particular!" Man Hongyun thought that she was already very familiar with Bian Mu, and her words seemed a little more philistine.

Bian Mu knew that she was not from a high background, so it was not strange at all for her to say such words, and naturally he would not be of the same level as her.

"Prescribing Chinese medicine not only pays attention to one person's prescription, but also pays attention to one place and one place at a time. Sometimes, one place and one place are adapted to people and local conditions, so the pertinence is naturally doubled, which saves the passers-by from rushing back and forth to our door. I've been drinking it for several days, but the symptoms haven't improved much, so it's not all in vain!" While taking the medicine, he responded with a smile.

After hearing this, Man Hongyun was happy.

In any case, Li Yunhu's status was not comparable to Bian Mu and Fan Sanqiao. Man Hongyun still had some doubts about this.

"Doctor Bian! For your sake, the eldest lady of the Cao family seems to be interested in helping us. Yunhu said that this must be done with your consent in advance. I am anxious to make a fortune, so I asked a little hastily. Don't be surprised. ah!"

"Look at what you said, I am one of you, don't be such a heretic! What you said last time... I think... Cao Yueyue is a bit mysteriously different from us in our class, so we'd better be cautious. Maybe you I don’t know her very well yet, but she is a ruthless character who won’t suffer any loss. Anyway, everyone is very busy recently. Let’s discuss it after we are free.” Bian Mu said it very politely. .

Everyone knows very well that there are many things, as long as there is no medium like Bian Mu in the middle, everything will stop!

Man Hongyun is definitely an expert at being obedient and dealing with people in the world. When Bian Mu said these words, she already understood everything in her heart.

Seeing that his wishful thinking would most likely come to nothing, Man Hongyun immediately became a little unhappy, and the speed of packaging and sorting quickly slowed down.

Bian Mu saw this in his eyes, and although he was amused in his heart, he naturally didn't know her as well. At this time, Bian Mu further concluded that Man Hongyun and Li Yunhu might not be as good a match as people thought.

However, Bian Mu knew in his heart that he could never say a word about this kind of thing in front of Li Yunhu. Since ancient times, there were some things that no matter how close the relationship was, brothers could not interfere with each other.

With everyone's help, the sweet-scented osmanthus and sour plum soup was ready. Fan Sanqiao tasted half a cup and felt that it was different from what he had drunk before.

"Are you a flexible Cheng Fang?" Fan Sanqiao asked with a smile.

"I have consulted many recipes, including many secret recipes from the palace! Haha... I have specially prepared such a small recipe according to local conditions. You can't drink too much of this thing. Just the paper cup we prepared, three cups at most! Brother Tiger! Get it! Point a piece of paper and write it down, three cups are not enough! It’s not like we are stingy, drinking more is useless!” As he spoke, Bian Mu asked Li Yunhu to make a paper sign to remind passers-by.

"Okay! Let's do it!" After saying that, Li Yunhu put the disposable paper cup in his hand where he could remember it, and went back to the clinic to make a reminder sign.

Inadvertently, Bian Mu discovered that Man Hongyun had escaped long ago.

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Before going to work, Fan Sanqiao chatted with Bian Mu for a few words.

"After the program improvement, has the ratio of patients' economic income differences become more reasonable?" Fan Sanqiao asked.

"It's basically the same. I don't think it has much to do with the procedure. The key is that my consultation fee can't be reduced. Look at the roadside in the past two days, the watermelon for 4.8 yuan has been sold much slower. The watermelon for 2.9 yuan has been sold much slower. Damn it, half a truck disappeared if I wasn't careful. After all, the majority of people are in the ordinary income class. I still thought it was too simple..." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Then... once the Chinese Medical Center opens and the houses here are withdrawn, won't this income difference become more obvious?" Fan Sanqiao questioned.

"Isn't that right? There are so many things going on lately, I haven't bothered to think about it. It will be quite troublesome in the future. You know, the case samples that can be provided by patient groups with limited income are still different from those of people with rich income. Right For me, this is especially true. Alas! Now I understand more and more what kind of dilemma Master Bian Que and Li Shizhen faced back then. One insisted on staying away from the palace and the other was determined to stay away from the imperial hospital. Another day! Let’s talk more! I have to go to the clinic.”

"I have to go too! Let's go out for dinner tonight? You haven't met the person I'm looking for yet!"

"Tonight? No! I have to visit Professor Mi. It's urgent!"

"Then let's wait for another day! Business is important, let's go!"

"Watch out on the road!"

"Easy!" After saying that, Fan Sanqiao went out to work.

Bian Mu gave it to him, and he found that Fan Sanqiao had already driven a new car. It looked like it was not cheap. He probably didn't borrow it from someone. Fan Gong had never mentioned this to him.