Practicing business and practicing medicine

Fine sheepskin plus mulberry and hemp, very fine and high-quality mulberry and hemp, can be blended into a special paper of excellent quality using a special papermaking process. In the old days, people in special industries often used it to make maps or record particularly important texts, and finally formed secret documents.

Therefore, since ancient times, parchment has become a carrier of confidential documents by convention.

There are 13 copies in total. Bian Mu carefully checked the bamboo tubes on the ground for a long time, and finally found the secret marks on them one by one, Tian, ​​Di, Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou, Hong, Huang... Obviously, this is an order agreed by the person who hid the items.

According to that special order, Bian Mu found a few packaging boxes, disassembled them into paper pieces and spread them on the balcony floor tiles, and then placed the 13 pairs of sheepskin secrets one by one.

After changing a mask, Bian Mu changed a pair of disposable PE gloves and gently spread out the Tianzi secret.

Classical Chinese, written vertically, dragon bone, platycodon, honeysuckle... It turned out to be a secret recipe for medicine. How to prepare, precautions, and what utensils to use were clearly marked on it. It was written with a needle and charcoal pen. With the collection method just now, the handwriting will not fade even after a hundred years.

Bian Mu also learned some relevant knowledge from his grandfather.

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After reading them all attentively, Bian Mu further confirmed that these 13 secret recipes for Chinese patent medicine were made by one person, mainly involving Chinese patent medicines for removing gangrene, removing rocks, detoxifying, breaking qi, calming the mind, and calming the soul.

There was no signature on it, nor was there a date and month marked. It was unknown who wrote and left it.

Bian Mu was overjoyed and did not bother to study it further. He changed his mask and gloves and took out his mobile phone to take many photos repeatedly.

Worried that something would go wrong later, Bian Mu specially uploaded the photos on his mobile phone to his laptop for safekeeping.

Just now, Bian Mu felt his back and waist ached because he was too focused. His forehead and back were all sweaty.

Bian Mu had no idea whether those sheepskin and mulberry papers were toxic or harmful. To be cautious, Bian Mu let them air dry on the balcony for a while.

After a short rest on the sofa, Bian Mu carefully put away the 13 sheepskin secret recipes. He cleaned up the rest of the useless bamboo tubes into the trash can, repacked them, tied the mouth tightly, put a thicker garbage bag on the outside, and threw them into the corner of the balcony. He would throw them away on the way to work tomorrow.

"God's will! Although I took a few quick glances, there is no need to ask, it is definitely a precious relic of authentic traditional Chinese medicine secret Chinese patent medicine, maybe... Huang Boxi has been living in the world with these similar things for most of his life! God has mercy on me, this is a huge fortune for me!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu was very excited.

This is the first time he has lost control of his emotions since he was a child.

Bian Mu's life ideals are to run a hospital to help the world and to make a fortune in the pharmaceutical business. Now, these two life ideals may really take shape before he is 30 years old. Then... compared with his peers, isn't he the luckiest person in the world? !

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After more than ten minutes, Bian Mu's mind gradually calmed down...

"In today's society, the legal system is becoming more and more comprehensive. Who left these secret recipes of Chinese patent medicine? What about the patent? I privately took them for myself... Is it legal and compliant?" Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt a little lost.

From childhood to adulthood, Bian Mu has always been a well-behaved child. He has always disdained to do things that violate the law and regulations.

"Who cares! Let's study and learn from them for a while first. By the way... I have to cut a few small corners of that parchment paper. Please ask Uncle Yang to ask a friend to identify it. If the date is long enough, then... the retrospective period has long passed. Even if I learn from it, it doesn't matter, right? As long as I don't formally apply for a patent, it won't be considered a violation, right?" Thinking of this, Bian Mu had a bottom line in his heart.

After a short rest, Bian Mu came to the study and studied the prescriptions and secret techniques of medicine word by word on his laptop...

Unconsciously, it was already past three in the morning.

"Damn! I have to go to work tomorrow!" Bian Mu closed his laptop and went to bed without taking a shower.

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Bian Mu woke up at around seven o'clock, more than an hour later than usual.

After a hasty breakfast, Bian Mu put on gloves and a mask, cut some parchment scraps with scissors and put them in a plastic bag. When he went downstairs, he threw all the waste such as bamboo tubes into the community trash can.

In the subway car, Bian Mu stood in a secluded corner and thought to himself, God bless, it would be best if the parchment was 100 years old, in which case, he would be at ease about the ownership of the patent.

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The backlog was a bit long. Early in the morning, many patients crowded at the door of the clinic and kept saying nice things to Nurse Ye, asking her to try to get them a number…

After this holiday, Bian Mu's mentality became much calmer. No matter how popular the clinic was or how anxious the people waiting in line at the door were, he was unmoved. He would register as many patients as he should in the morning. No discussion was allowed.

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It was obvious that the number of patients with bone injuries suddenly increased a lot. Among them, all those with simpler conditions were sent away by Nurse Ye, and those who stayed were all complicated and difficult.

Fortunately, Bian Mu was quite experienced in this area. Although he was tired, by 11 o'clock in the morning, he had sent two-thirds of all the patients with bone injuries away, and he sent the rest of them upstairs. Luo Zhanqi's level improved quite quickly, and he was already able to handle some patients with bone injuries with ease.

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The fifth patient from the last was a young woman, about the same age as Bian Mu, who was accompanied by her brother and sister-in-law. She had a sad face and claimed to be a cancer patient.

Bian Mu was about to explain that he never saw cancer patients, but Nurse Ye, who was standing not far away, deliberately winked at him. Bian Mu didn't say anything and looked down at the initial diagnosis screening record made by Nurse Ye on the computer screen...

"Oh... benign! The matter on the lung lobe... I'm lucky, it's not in a fatal place, and the operation seems to be OK... Damn! Lu Yisi was the surgeon, so it must be nothing serious. A junior student... looks a little old, maybe her family is not very well off, and she has a sad face, so the psychological pressure must be great." Thinking of this, Bian Mu couldn't help but feel a lot of sympathy for the female student.

"Are you familiar with Dr. Lu Yisi?" Bian Mu asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

"How could Dr. Lu know us? We were introduced by a fellow villager. We finally got his consent. At first, we tried to persuade him, but he refused, saying that this kind of surgery was too simple and he had never accepted it. Later... it took a lot of effort to convince him. Oh! It was so difficult!" The sister-in-law of the female student was very eloquent and explained the matter in a few words.

"At present, no abnormalities were found after the operation, and it was benign. You don't have to worry. What major are you studying?"

"Chemical differential engineering." The female student responded in a low voice.

"Ah?! Why is it such a major!" Bian Mu was a little surprised at the time.