Practicing business and practicing medicine

Nie Yawen hasn't been in touch for a while. Bian Mu guessed that she should have gone abroad to study with her grandfather.

"Little doctor! What are you busy with? Do you miss me?" Nie Yawen started joking on the phone.

"I dare not! Have you been on a tour recently?"

"No way! The Chinese Medicine Clinic is very busy. My grandfather came back last night and said that the humidity here is too heavy. He sent the senior brother to make a lot of tea drinks for free distribution. He mentioned you while talking. I have a few points to remind you quickly, so that you don't go astray and make big mistakes in the future! When that happens, you will cry!"

"So serious?! Where did I make a mistake recently? Miss Nie, please teach me!"

"Stop it! You act like you are so sensible, ha! My grandfather said that recently, you Excessive efforts in treating difficult and rare diseases can easily lead to mistakes. Zhao Xicheng has suffered a lot in this regard, wasting his best years. Now, he is afraid that he can only be a second-rate role. At his age, he is afraid that his life will be like that. You are different. I warn you! Don't think about climbing up the Chinese Medical Clinic all day long. Be careful that you will break your waist again. In the future, you will not be able to reach the top. If things go wrong, you can only make a living in the clinic for most of the future! "Nie Yawen complained on the phone for a while, half true and half false. "Most of them are people who come to me on their own initiative. I rarely accept special outpatient orders. Besides, I have three people now, and their salaries are not low. The consultation fee has been raised, and it is inevitable that more than half of the ordinary patients have been lost. I am also anxious!" On the phone, Bian Mu explained a few words seriously. "You deserve it! Do you know? Everyone says behind your back that you are a bit pretentious. Sometimes, people have to be a bit vulgar, otherwise, they won't go far in the future!" Nie Yawen scolded Bian Mu on the phone.

"Old Pei also said this. He also said that your grandfather is very good in this regard and has been asking me to learn from him. Alas! I tried it and it was very difficult!"

"Not bad! Your attitude today is not bad! It's worth it that I have been worrying so much about you. Hahaha... To be honest, my grandfather said that you are in a critical period of medical improvement. Don't deliberately pursue breakthroughs in difficult and complicated diseases. Be calm and practice basic skills first. Otherwise, you will become more and more courageous. Sooner or later, you will encounter a patient who is very special in all aspects. If you are not careful, you will be in trouble! For example, the old man of the Zhong family is taboo to all the famous doctors in the city. You just don't believe it and show off?!"

"Miss Nie is right, but... why do I sound like you mean it! Did Old Nie really say that to me?" Bian Mu said with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"What do you care?! Tsk! Just get the message across. The Zhong family is a deep place. Be careful!"

"I understand!" As he spoke, Bian Mu recounted how he dealt with the important joints of the eldest daughter of the Zhong family and Qi Shangqi in the hospital.

Bian Mu knew that Nie Yawen would report to her grandfather as soon as she turned around.

"You are still a bit smart. You barely passed the test! In the future... If you make a mistake, correct it. If you don't make a mistake, keep it up!"

"Yes, sir!" On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu was very respectful.

"Hahaha... Did you watch the Olympics?"

"I can't take care of it! The surgery schedule is full."

"The reason why those world-class athletes can achieve the world's first-class proud results is that the core problem is that they scientifically and tirelessly repeat the relevant exercises with high quality, so that many reactions become biological instinctive reactions. My grandfather said that you are still far behind in this regard!" On the other end of the phone, Nie Yawen's tone suddenly became much more serious.

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was stunned.

I have to admit that Nie Yawen's call today hit the nail on the head.

Indeed! Bian Mu has been a little "floating" recently, and even a little forgetful in some aspects.

Without saying anything, Bian Mu honestly reflected for a moment.

"Thank you, Mr. Nie, for your advice!" Bian Mu sincerely thanked him on the phone.

"That's what you said, but actually, you've done quite well. However, you really need to strengthen your training. The six skills of traditional Chinese medicine, practice them whenever you have time! As the saying goes, never leave your fists or songs! That's your job! He was talking about you! He also scolded me, saying that I was ignorant and idle all day long! It's all your fault. Please treat me to a meal and make amends someday!"

"I should, but I can't do it recently. The road is not easy to walk. I estimate that it will only take one or two days. Heavy rain is coming, so let's try to go out less."

"Okay! Let's let you go first! Let's meet again when it's sunny!"

"That's for sure! Say hello to Mr. Nie for me!"

"Thanks!"

"Sorry! I got a call, let's talk later!"

"Yes! I take my grandfather's words seriously!"

"I won't forget it at all!"

"Bye!" After that, Nie Yawen hung up the phone.

It's really lively tonight, with constant phone calls.

Cao Yueyue's call.

"What's the specific situation with Mr. Zhong?" Cao Yueyue asked with concern on the other end of the phone.

"His life is saved, but as for the extent of his recovery... it's hard to say at the moment." On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu responded vaguely.

"The key is?"

"Mr. Zhong himself!"

"What do you mean?"

"This... your family has such a big business, you should feel the same way, right? In a person's lifetime, how much wealth he gets from the market, in turn, he will accumulate a corresponding amount of disease in himself, which is basically in direct proportion, so..." Before he finished speaking, Bian Mu stopped talking.

"I don't know much about the theory of disease. If it's convenient, please say a few more words. I'm not asking around. Just say a few words if you can. If it's really inconvenient, forget it. The Zhong family is powerful. In the future, which direction the Lijin business landscape will go, their family's influence accounts for a very high proportion. I have to be prepared... You are so smart, I don't need to explain more! I'm not entirely selfish. It's related to the overall situation. I have to have some confidence in my heart. So, can you accept this?" Cao Yueyue's attitude was very polite on the phone.

Bian Mu guessed that what Cao Yueyue said should be true.

"Back then, there was a middle-aged doctor, a Chinese medicine doctor, who was also a general practitioner. He opened a very decent clinic in the north of Tianjin. He was proficient in all six techniques of Chinese medicine. One day, he saw an elderly patient, who was in his early seventies. His family was in business, so he was relatively wealthy. He was accompanied by his children. His symptoms were rather strange. On the surface, he had no major illness, but he could not rest all day long. He could not sit or sleep. His appetite had also decreased by more than half. He looked like he was possessed by evil spirits as described in folk legends." At this point, Bian Mu felt a little dry in the mouth, and the soup was a little cold, so he stopped talking.

Cao Yueyue seemed to understand everything, and let Bian Mu drink the soup without urging him.