Practicing business and practicing medicine

Uncle Yang carried one of the plastic bags to the counter, opened one of the bags and picked up a longer piece of wood and smelled it.

"What a good material! It's a pity that it's not the right place to fold it!" The old man muttered casually without asking where the wood came from.

"I broke it off!"

"Why is that? You can just make some handicrafts or something like that. Make bracelets out of the scraps. Leave them here and I'll cash them all out for you in less than two weeks."

"I dismantled a health care sofa last night. The owner of the sofa passed away, which is unlucky. Even if we don't pay attention to that, the old man is still very old. When I dismantled the sofa, I found that he had been sitting on it for many years! The disease is too serious! If you make a handicraft or something and directly transfer the disease to others, it would be too harmful! You may have no descendants in the future..." Bian Mu explained a few words quickly.

"Hahaha... A real man stands between heaven and earth, what are we afraid of?! But... you said that the illness is so serious that it has scientific basis. If you don't mention it today, I will forget to tell you. I’d like to ask you something! I’ve always heard old people say that illness can harm people!” As he spoke, Uncle Yang greeted Bian Mu and sat down next to him, while he changed the pot for Bian Mu. Good tea.

"There is indeed a scientific basis for passing away from illness. Let's not talk about the most fashionable new theory of quantum entanglement at the moment. It can be analyzed from the perspective of interchangeability of energy fields. You must have heard of it, this universe. , there are three major components, matter, energy, and information. Once energy is converted, it must be accompanied by changes in the energy field, even huge changes. Among the many components of the energy field, the most convincing one is the magnetic field. The old man has been ill for many years and has accumulated negative energy for several years. After ten years of sitting on that sofa all day long, the small negative magnetic field has long been finalized. Let me dismantle it... Although the negative magnetic field has been greatly weakened, the properties of the core magnetic field will not change for a long time. If there is a fundamental change, whoever gets it will be unlucky!" Bian Mu smiled and explained a few words briefly.

"Oh...that makes sense! You have made it clear for so many years of confusion in just a few words. You are a great talent! You are just too careful. In fact...friends just help me. In less than three years, in this Lijin area, I really can’t find a few people in the world who can keep up with you, but... It’s better for young people to be more cautious. The world today is completely different from when we were young. Maybe you are right. , then... what are you doing by making them into small cubes?" Uncle Yang asked curiously.

"Kill the disease!"

"Illness and qi are mutually reinforcing?" What kind of brain does Uncle Yang have? It's clear at a glance.

"Yes, we usually have to look for this kind of health-preserving sofa all over the world, but there is really no place to find it. The original owner must be very rich, and he should not have any serious diseases. The disease nourishes Qi, and the Qi nourishes the sofa. Over time, that little sofa On the contrary, it has become a treasure. If one day we meet a patient who is particularly difficult to treat, we can give him a piece or two of this stuff and throw it into the fish tank at home. The magnetic field will gradually change and mutually reinforcing each other, and he will recover faster!"

"It's really yours! I don't believe Nie Yixiong understands this!" Uncle Yang said with a smile.

"He really understands this. A few years ago, I read a paper he published in a journal. It was a professional article. I forgot which paragraph. He also mentioned similar medical theory. He is very knowledgeable about it!"

"Really? I have been hearing from the younger members of the family all day long that it is difficult to publish papers. No wonder..." As he spoke, Uncle Yang stood up and brought tea.

The weather was getting colder. After drinking a pot of tea, Uncle Yang treated him to a treat. The two went out to find a hotpot restaurant owned by an acquaintance and had a delicious meal of beef hotpot. Uncle Yang drank some wine, and Bian Mu said that he had something on his mind and couldn't. drink wine.

Uncle Yang had extensive knowledge and knew that Xiaobian had his own reasons for not saying anything, so he didn't ask further.

…

In the afternoon, everything went as usual. When I got off work, I didn't encounter any special patients. Bian Mu suddenly felt much more relaxed.

The four of them chatted and laughed and left work.

Bian Mu had not gone far when he saw the three strongmen slowly walking towards him from a distance.

"The rain has stopped, let's start work tomorrow!"

"Just two more days off! Your friend's wages won't be lost anyway." Bian Mu smiled and was polite.

"Let's get back to work. It's uncomfortable to be idle at home. By the way, my dad said that once the Chinese Medical Clinic opens, you won't have enough manpower. You'll have to recruit people recently, right?"

"Hi! It's hard to choose between newcomers and old people. Let's open a space for a while. If you meet someone, you can hire someone. If you don't have a chance, leave it vacant. Anyway, Mrs. Lin won't ask me for rent within a year or two."

"What do you think of my father?" the three strong men said suddenly.

"Ah?! Is the old man's strength fully restored?"

"No way! Those bad things back then were all at the root of the disease. What my dad meant was to come to your place to smell the medicine and show you the portal. He just needs to prescribe 3,000 a month. If it's more, he won't do it. No, it’s just for fun, how about it?”

"Then what else is there to say? I'm always waiting for you. But... with his skills as an old man, even if he is a technical consultant... he should get at least 10,000 yuan per month! Otherwise, it will appear that we are not polite as juniors."

"Hahaha... why don't you give the old man 100,000 yuan? It's so open! I'm a member of my own family. To be honest, it's just a distraction in the past. No matter how old you are, you can't be separated from society."

"Okay! Let's see the income when the time comes. The basic salary is 3,000. He is willing to accept the treatment. All the income is his. He has no intention of taking orders. He just sits there and helps us brothers. He pays 3,000 for tea every month."

"Okay! That's how I'll reply to my dad!"

"Sure! Let's eat wherever we want!"

"No! I'm just passing by, not here to grab a meal. A distant relative of mine has cancer and is staying in the provincial hospital. I just got admitted last night. I have to go over and show my face. I still have some spare time. I can buy some on the way. It’s over now, you can just eat whatever you want!”

"Huh?! Which type? How many issues is it in?"

"Don't ask, it's no use! Just move in and you'll be fine. It's just a show of filial piety for the children. Everyone knows in their hearts that no one will find fault. Just don't go, it's a waste of time."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't accept it. He didn't say anything, smiled, and said goodbye to the three strongmen.

Seeing the three strongmen walking away, Bian Mu felt in his heart that people nowadays are really living calmly. No, they are too cold. How could his elder relatives, the three strongmen, talk like that.

Just then, the phone rang.

Su Linwen's phone number.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, where are you going?"

"It's up to you!"

"I feel a little bad, let's have something to talk about!"

"Then let's eat Su style Qingshao!"

"Okay! It's cold, so eat something warm and save some yang energy!"

"Hahaha... Listening to your tone, you are in a bad mood. Then I will wait for you at Pingyang Square?"

"Okay! Let's meet and chat!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

The father of the Three Strongmen suddenly decided to leave the mountain, and he definitely wasn't going to guard the gate for him. Bian Mu thought that the old man was most likely here for the set of secret recipes left by his master during his lifetime.

That was a lifelong worry for the two of them!