Practicing business and practicing medicine

The sun is scorching and the steam is rising.

The water in the Lishi section of Xiaozhang River is clear and the flow is very fast. On the south bank, the weeping willows are swaying and the green shade is like a canopy.

Under the tree, my grandfather is sitting in the shade of the tree, polishing a bamboo tool with his hands. A big yellow dog is lying at his feet. The big yellow dog looks up from time to time and looks at the distance. At this moment, Bian Mu is practicing "treading water" in the river.

At that time, Bian Mu was just in the first grade of junior high school. He was good at studying and excellent in sports. He was definitely a top student in all aspects in the town middle school. He took a group of classmates to play around all day.

"You kid still need to practice hard! When your knees are firmly exposed to the water, you will pass!" Grandpa glanced at Bian Mu inadvertently and scolded him loudly.

"No way! Treading water above the knees?! How strong must the waist be!" While flapping his feet in the turbulent river, Bian Mu repeatedly focused on the waist, trying to make his upper body above the hip line emerge from the water.

Unfortunately! The will is there but the strength is not enough, the strength of the waist is not up to the pace, and at the same time, the frequency of the swing of the feet and the frequency of the hip joint fine-tuning are always not in sync.

"Otherwise, you are short of practice! This person! No matter what business you are engaged in in the future, you must have a very strong skill, otherwise, you will have to endure the days day by day, and life will be very boring! Boy! You have to understand a truth, as an ordinary person, the noble person who can really help you at a critical moment will never exceed one hand, except for your parents!" Grandpa put down the bamboo knife in his hand and gave a few words of admonition with a solemn expression.

"At most 5? That's too few! Life is a hundred years long. As long as you are not a bad person, you will have more than this number of good classmates!" Bian Mu was a little tired, so he changed to backstroke and lay on the water to rest for a while.

The water was turbulent, and in order to chat with his grandfather nearby, Bian Mu had to adjust his position from time to time, always following the direction of the water flow to make a big ellipse, otherwise, he could only float downstream.

"Dream on! It's good to have 5 people who don't despise you at critical moments. People with a little bit of real ability can only give you two slaps at most, no more." Grandpa said very confidently.

"Hehe... Please forgive me! I understand your painstaking efforts. No matter what I learn in the future, I must master it thoroughly, otherwise, life will be difficult!"

"Well! Having ability can only be regarded as talent, which is equivalent to walking on one leg. If you want to live a stable life, you must also accumulate virtues. You must be loyal to true friends, especially those who always help you. If they ask you for something, you must do your best and not be careless!" Grandpa continued to admonish seriously.

"I know!"

"When you grow up, you will slowly find that when it is your turn to help your friends, all kinds of excuses will inevitably emerge in your mind. That is human nature. At that time, you can't show your weakness! This is not only a flaw in character, but also a principle of dealing with people. When you are old in the future, you will understand how much it is worth." Grandpa earnestly admonished Bian Mu for a long time.

...

The past is like smoke, and the scene of grandpa's guidance is vivid in my mind...

Bian Mu misses grandpa a little.

Qian Xiaotong drove the car, Bian Mu sat in the passenger seat, and Qian Xiaotong's father sat in the back seat on the left. Since Bian Mu got in the car, except for a few polite greetings, the three of them were silent.

Good friends, some words must be kept in mind.

It seems that Uncle Qian is in trouble, otherwise, he would not personally accompany Bian Mu to the Provincial People's Hospital ward to visit the old man of the Zhong family.

Bian Mu guessed that Uncle Qian must have owed the Zhong family a big favor.

Qian Xiaotong is very familiar with the city's traffic. In rainy weather, low-lying places such as overpasses are most likely to accumulate water. While scanning the navigation prompts, Qian Xiaotong tries to choose a thoroughfare.

The off-road vehicle has a high chassis, and most flooded sections should be easy to pass.

Looking at Qian Xiaotong from the side, Bian Mu thought: "If it weren't for this guy's help, I would still be stuck in the county hospital now! If I hadn't made some money at Huikang later, the clinic would never have been able to open. It connects the upper and lower levels. Without him, I really can't do it!"

The Qian family must repay this heavy favor!

Along the way, Bian Mu found that a few cars were trapped in the middle of the water. On some sections of the road, a large number of workers riding electric bikes had difficulty moving.

"Alas! This is just where we are! It will be troublesome in two days!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

...

In the basement, Qian Xiaotong parked the car.

"Dad! I won't go up?" Looking back, Qian Xiaotong whispered.

"Okay! Xiaobian! Let's go!" Qian's father was not polite to Bian Mu at all.

"I'll open the door!" Bian Mu got out of the car first and respectfully opened the door for Qian's father. The pedals of the off-road vehicle were designed to be a bit high, and they were quite high from the ground. Bian Mu specifically asked Qian's father to support his shoulders.

Qian's father smiled in appreciation, and naturally supported Bian Mu's shoulders and got out of the car easily.

Along the way, Qian's father walked slowly and had no intention of being anxious.

"Xiaotong can't be compared with you. In the future... if he really encounters something difficult that he can't handle, it will be you who can lend a hand to help him!" Suddenly, Qian's father said these words in a soothing tone.

"You are too kind!"

"We are family, so we don't need to use empty words. You are still young, and the Zhong family has a very deep history, so...some things...we have to give them face. I'll tell you the truth. Actually, I don't owe the Zhong family anything. In the past few years, I did have some business dealings with them, but they were just ordinary business deals that we met by chance. There was no private dealings at all. I don't follow the same business path as their family, understand?" Qian's father suddenly told Bian Mu some real information.

"Oh... I was ignorant. I thought that Mr. Zhong had already stepped on the end of his life. No matter how good the doctor was, he would only maintain the dignity of his family. There was no treatment significance. It was just superfluous! So..."

"Hehe... You did the right thing, but... the Chinese Medical Clinic is about to open. You will definitely be at a different level in the future. People at different levels have to follow the etiquette of their level. Those rules... As long as you have a little brain, no one will easily violate them."

"Junior understands!"

"Xiaotong even mistakenly thought that you were repaying him a favor! Let him live in such a muddle! In the future, with you by his side to take care of him, we will have nothing to worry about." At this point, Qian's father smiled deeply with relief.

Qian's father spoke sincerely, and Bian Mu understood as soon as he heard it.

"Uncle, you are too kind!"

"Oh! We are already here, let's go! Ward 316 is full of distinguished guests, so be careful with your words and actions! Today's trip is a bit like a stage appearance, so don't talk too much, don't express your opinion, just be there!"

"Junior, keep it in mind!" As he spoke, Bian Mu accompanied Qian's father to the elevator.

...

The Zhong family is powerful, and distinguished guests with different expressions are standing everywhere on the third and a half floors of the special needs ward.

"Wait a moment! I'll ask the Zhong family to come and pick you up. It should be Zhong Xiangxin's sister. They are about seven or eight years apart. In this kind of occasion, you should behave with some dignity!" After whispering a few words, Qian's father walked through the "corridor" surrounded by people and walked into the ward steadily.