Practicing business and practicing medicine

The three strong sons were actually proficient in bird language. Surprised, Bian Mu further confirmed that the three strong sons and his son had life experiences and physiques that were different from ordinary people. For safety reasons, Bian Mu thought about it for a long time before he prescribed it to his father. Whether the recipe is defective.

At first, Bian Mu was going to add some licorice and jujube to adjust it. Later, considering the strange physical appearance of the three strong sons and his son, for the sake of safety, Bian Mu finally deleted the licorice and jujube. Now it seems that his choice Still relatively correct.

"In the future, you have to be careful when prescribing prescriptions for people. You must leave some room for maneuver based on the patient's special physical and mental appearance. Otherwise, a slight oversight may lead to a big mistake." Bian Mu secretly warned himself for a long time. .

Traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions have always been about "one person, one prescription", and adjustments are made every three to five days. From the perspective of medical logic, this approach is very scientific, which greatly improves the flexibility and accuracy of treatment, ensuring that each medicine is targeted and as consistent as possible. The conditions of patients are matched to each other in a timely manner, and the cure rate will naturally increase.

However, in the actual practice of medicine, as time goes by, some doctors of traditional Chinese medicine gradually become "tired". Regardless of men, women, old or young, as long as the symptoms are similar, the prescriptions prescribed by these doctors are often similar and the same.

The cure rate will naturally come down.

Both Bian Mu and Huang Boxi can do the same thing. However, after practicing medicine for most of his life, Huang Boxi 80% still can't leave enough room before prescribing and not prescribe the prescription to death.

"When I was in school, I always heard a professor say that many famous doctors prescribed prescriptions to death. I never understood the true meaning. Now, I finally understand. However, when it comes to specific operations, most of them rely on feeling. , It would be great if we could use digital technology to quantify it." Thinking of this, Bian Mu further clarified in his heart which direction he should work towards in his research on classical prescriptions and medical practice.

Bian Mu was thinking about business when he saw Huang Boxi hurriedly preparing medicine for his precious "Brother Eye".

Seeing Huang Boxi walking away, San Qiangzi took out a wooden box from his pocket and quietly handed it to Bian Mu.

"I didn't think much about it when I came here. It's only now that I sat down that I realized that Mr. Huang might have taken a liking to this 'Pulse Pillow'! My father's original intention was to give it to you, so... you Put it away first, so that Mr. Huang will not be jealous when he sees it." The three strong men lowered their voices and explained a few words.

"Oh! Is there a pulse pillow in the box?" Bian Mu asked quietly.

"Yes, it was passed down from my grandfather's generation. Our family has nothing to do with medicine. I don't know where my grandfather got it. My father has kept it as a treasure for many years. Even when our family was living in the most difficult times, he didn't want to part with it. Takeout, don’t we remember your life-saving kindness! Besides, this thing is a dead treasure in our house, and you may not save many people if you get it! Mr. Huang will be back soon, you It's better to take it to your own room first." At the end of his words, San Qiangzi kindly reminded him.

"From what you say, the pulse pillow inside should be a valuable item. I can't accept it." Bian Mu declined with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the veins on the foreheads of the three strongmen burst out.

"Hey! Why are you so oblique! Didn't I say it! Let's not let Mr. Huang see it and be embarrassed!"

"It's okay. He doesn't think of me as an outsider, and I don't think of him as an outsider. It's so generous. Why do you act like a thief? Put the things here first. If Mr. Huang doesn't ask later, none of us will Don’t tell me, but if he asks, you just tell the truth, can’t you just say that this thing was given to me by your father? Look at you, you are so honest, why are you so thoughtful!”

Upon hearing this, the Three Strongmen smiled coldly.

"It seems that you still don't know much about this Huang Yaoxian. It takes time to see people's hearts. You should take your time with it! Anyway, I have given you the things. I don't care how you plan to arrange them." The three strongmen said with a bit of cynicism. It means that he is completely different from the honest and fawning young man in the market.

"I have my word first! If this thing is too valuable, I will return it to your father later. If it is an ordinary and practical thing, I will naturally be ashamed to receive it! Please leave me your home address."

"Okay! I told you, this thing is useless in our hands. If you take it away, you can still benefit the world!" As he spoke, Sanqiangzi took out his mobile phone and edited a short message, asking Bian Mu I clicked and sent my mobile phone number.

At this moment, Huang Boxi came back with a small bowl of carefully prepared "bird medicine".

The three of them came together and carefully fed the "bird medicine" into the mouth of "Brother Eye". According to Huang Boxi, it was strange to say that "Brother Eye", who was usually very picky about food, actually fed him one mouthful and one mouthful, which looked very special. docile.

The things that needed to be done were almost done. The three strongmen drank a pot of good tea and left with a few polite words.

Bian Mu took Huang Boxi's place to see off the guests and sent the three strong men out of the village before waving goodbye to them.

Before leaving, Sanqiangzi gave Bian Mu a few words, to the effect that if Huang Yaoxian took the initiative to ask about the contents of the wooden box and offered to take a look, then his character would be questioned.

Not only that, Sanqiangzi also said that the wooden box was a machine lock. If Huang Yaoxian tried to open the wooden box privately when neither of them were present, the head of the bird carved on the wooden box would A 90-degree turn will occur, and you can see it very clearly as long as you pay a little attention.

"Damn! A small wooden box has become a touchstone! The three strong sons and their sons are weird. Who do they think Mr. Huang is!" Mu thought to himself as he walked back.

Back in the living room, Bian Mu looked at Huang Boxi sitting there chatting with his precious "Brother Eye".

"Sent him away? He didn't say anything more, right? About my treasures?" Huang Boxi asked with a smile, turning his head.

"That's not true. By the way, while you were preparing the medicine, Sanqiangzi brought a wooden box and said it was given to me by his father. I was too embarrassed to take it. He insisted on putting it down. Look! It's that one! "As he spoke, Bian Mu pointed at the purple-red wooden box placed on the small coffee table.

"Oh! There is such a thing! What kind of treasure is inside?" Having said that, Bian Mu accidentally discovered that Huang Boxi's eyes did not glance at the small coffee table at all.

Obviously, Huang Boxi had long noticed that there was an extra thing in the living room.

maybe……

Bian Mu didn't want to continue thinking about it.

"It says there is a pulse pillow, let's open it and take a look? Let me use your expert eyes to identify it first. If it is really a treasure, I will have to return it to them in two days!"

"Okay! Open up and see!" After saying that, Huang Boxi sat quietly on the spot without moving at all.

Before leaving, Sanqiangzi had already told Bian Mu the correct way to open the wooden box. Bian Mu walked to the small coffee table, picked up the wooden box and looked at it up and down.

"Huh?! Really, this is a robin, right? Why is the head twisted 90 degrees? Did the three strongmen really talk about it?" Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt strange in his heart.