Practicing business and practicing medicine

There was no need for the three strongmen to frame Huang Boxi. It was obvious that when Bian Mu went out to see off the guests, Huang Boxi tried to open the wooden box to see what happened without asking who the wooden box was for.

Is this what seniors and experts should do? !

not authentic!

Bian Mu quickly found the hidden mechanism in the wooden box. He stretched out his right index finger and pressed it gently. Hearing a soft "bang" sound, a small door suddenly popped out from the corner of the wooden box. A simple twist was hidden in the small door. The movable lock is made of real copper. It is small and exquisite. It looks like an old thing at first glance.

Bian Mu stretched out his hand and twisted it three times to the left, then twisted it twice to the right in the opposite direction, hey! There is a sky dome on the top of the wooden box, which is about one-third the size of the top cover.

Bian Mu stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the top cover of the wooden box opened automatically.

Witnessing the whole process of Bian Mu opening the box with his own eyes, Huang Boxi's face changed somewhat, and he felt quite unhappy.

"Old Huang! Please give me some help!" After saying that, Bian Mu wrapped the "Pulse Pillow" in a piece of silk lining and put it on the coffee table, asking Uncle Huang to take a look at it.

The two of them sat next to the coffee table and watched for a long time.

"Good stuff! It's an old thing! Look at the material, shape, and quality... it should be something made by Hutian Kiln. Come on! Let's try it first." As he spoke, Huang Boxi put his left wrist on the pulse He lay on the pillow and asked Bian Mu to feel his pulse.

Bian Mu took advantage of it, what a guy! The pulse image was magnified at least five times.

It is indeed a good thing!

As a junior, Bian Mu was embarrassed to do anything in front of Mr. Huang, so he just stopped playing for a while.

"Huang Lao! Try it!" As he spoke, Bian Mu placed the bowl in his right hand on the porcelain pulse pillow.

Huang Boxi was a serious person. After calling out his right hand, he motioned for Bian Mu to switch to his left hand. After a while, Huang Boxi smiled and said nothing.

"It's much more sensitive than the legend. No wonder the older generation of Chinese medicine practitioners like to use this kind of hollow and breathable pulse pillow. The pulse image is directly amplified. The porcelain is cool and has the effect of clearing away heat and reducing fire. It's a good thing!"

"Which generation is this thing from?" Bian Mu asked curiously.

"It should be from the Song Dynasty. This needs to be taken to the auction house. If experts authenticate it, it must be estimated to be at least 500,000 yuan." Huang Boxi responded with a smile.

"Ah?! That's too expensive. I'll send it back to them tomorrow and it won't be too late for us to return to the city."

"Don't worry yet! This piece of Song porcelain is quite exquisite in shape. I doubt it is a folk item. Maybe it was from an official kiln. Can you guess what the mythical beast lying underneath is?" Huang Boxi smiled. asked.

"This junior is a novice in this regard, please ask Mr. Huang to make it clear."

"If my guess is correct, this mythical beast should be the legendary 'True Listening'. If v is really like that, this pulse pillow will be worth a lot of money! It is especially outstanding in medicine. I took your pulse just now, My heart is beating so fast, this kind of sensitivity is unheard of, don’t rush to give it back, let’s borrow it from them first, and it won’t be too late to return it after we have deciphered all the medical meanings in it.”

Bian Mu felt that what Huang Boxi said was reasonable. Although the three strong sons and his son were a bit strange, they did not know the way of medicine. This magical pulse pillow was indeed of little use in their hands. However, look at the father and son. Their looks suggest that their family background is quite poor. If I go back to the city to discuss with Assistant Zhang, and if I really find a suitable buyer for them, I will sell them for 500,000 yuan, which will be enough for the father and son to spend three to five years. of.

"Then let's keep it for now. I'll think about it carefully later. If there's anything I don't understand, I can ask you for advice at any time."

"Hmm! That wooden box doesn't look simple. You should keep it carefully. Maybe it will sell for a good price in the future!"

"Junior, I listen to you! It's getting late. If you want to eat something, I'll make it for you."

"Let's make some vegetarian dumplings and eat them! I'll mix the stuffing for us and you can make the noodles, okay?"

"No problem!" After saying that, Bian Mu carefully put the so-called Hutian kiln pulse pillow into the wooden box and put it away, reversed the operation, and locked it again.

Huang Boxi's little tricks were indeed as the three strongmen said, somewhat disrespectful. Bian Mu was not stupid, so he had to guard against it.

Recalling that Huang Boxi took the initiative to add Dr. Yue's contact information, Mr. Huang is actually a quite secular person, and there is still a gap between his own style of conduct.

Bian Mu had to be a little more careful and went straight back to his guest room with the wooden box in his arms. He put his hand in an inconspicuous corner and blocked a small seat next to it.

Minced pork eggplant, stir-fried green beans, shredded pork with celery, stir-fried bacon with folded ear root, tomato and egg soup, the standard four dishes and one soup, and vegetarian dumplings as the staple food.

They had to rush back to work tomorrow morning, and neither of them drank.

Both of them were able to work in the kitchen, and they finished cooking while chatting and laughing. During the dinner, the two of them had an in-depth discussion on the medical chemistry of traditional Chinese medicine. They both benefited greatly. Before they knew it, it was already eleven o'clock in the night. too much……

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At around seven o'clock in the morning, Bian Muren was already in the single dormitory.

Taking out the pulse pillow again, Bian Mu looked at it for a while and pondered it over and over again for a long time. Bian Mu finally decided not to listen to Huang Boxi's advice. He would borrow a period of time to take the patient's pulse and fully understand its special medical functions.

Bian Mu believes that San Qiangzi's father definitely has a special temperament and has his own views on money and fame. In fact, San Qiangzi has made it very clear in many words. He sincerely wishes to benefit the world.

On the contrary, Huang Boxi, obsessed with fame and fortune, made things a bit complicated.

After cleaning the house and outside, Bian Mu changed clothes and went to the clinic early to wait for treatment.

The first patient was only 12 years old and had just celebrated his birthday. The little boy couldn't sit still all day long. He moved here and there and couldn't concentrate. The student's grades dropped sharply and he was about to be promoted to junior high school. Parents I was so anxious that I tried all possible methods, but to no avail.

So, someone suggested that they try their luck by calling Bian Mu's account.

"Kid! Let's put our hands on this little porcelain pillow. Yes, it's right here. It's cool and comfortable! Haha... uncle will feel your pulse first." After coaxing him for a while, Bian Mu began to feel his pulse seriously.

The ancient porcelain pillow was indeed extraordinary. The young patient's pulse was amplified at least three times, and some of the pulse changes were something Bian Mu had never encountered before.

Bian Mu was surprised and happy. Considering that he had to fully digest and absorb it, he would only be able to see 15 patients at most this morning. So, Bian Mu comforted the little boy with a few words, got up and walked to Nurse Lin's side. Tell it like it is.

"There really is such a miraculous thing in this world! This is a good thing! Let's not do 15. If we have more time, we can do 10. All other patients will be postponed. Don't worry about it. I have my own arrangements!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Yes, I wish you will become a miracle doctor as soon as possible! We will all take advantage of it!" After saying that, Nurse Lin went out to arrange for those waiting patients at the back to come back for treatment in the afternoon or tomorrow morning. They should give small gifts. There are quite a few of them.