Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu is usually very self-disciplined. He rarely eats or drinks tea with patients and their families, let alone ordinary patients. Today, he also caught up with them. On the surface, it seems that he is sincerely entertaining Mr. Wu. In fact, Bian Mu wants to treat Luo Zhanqi to some good wine.

The men eat at the same table. More people make it more lively and there is a good atmosphere!

Rice is expensive in Lijin, so Luo Zhanqi has to save money. Usually, life is a bit tight. Bian Mu is actually quite frugal. However, he is much more generous than Luo Zhanqi in terms of food. Of course, Bian Mu's income is much higher than Luo Zhanqi's.

Luo Zhanqi sees patients with bone diseases upstairs all day long, and his physical energy consumption is quite large. Bian Mu invites him to drink some good wine from time to time to relax his muscles and bones. How can he always let Bian Mu spend money! It's not easy for everyone. We know each other well and try to understand each other.

The beginning of winter has passed, if you get a chance to drink, it must be good wine!

While talking and laughing, a bottle and a half of good wine has been drunk...

"Mr. Wu! You are still young and have a long way to go. If it is not difficult, change your career! In addition, I heard that there are many Tai Chi masters in Beiqi and Nanjin. You have a wide range of connections. As long as you are sincere, you will definitely meet one. He must be a serious practitioner with a master. Follow him to practice "Hua Jin". We will prepare some medicinal wine for you. After returning there, I will give you a timetable. At a fixed time, find a Chinese medicine clinic and find an experienced bone-setting master to massage you with the medicinal wine. After three months, if it is convenient, come to me again. I will see how you are doing. If... you can't find a suitable "Cloud Hands" master for a while, I will practice a small frame later, and you can learn from me. It will be useful." As he spoke, Bian Mu took out a small notebook from his body. He put it on his body before going out.

While Bian Mu was writing the minutes of tendon adjustment, Luo Zhanqi, who was sitting next to him, interrupted him.

"Mr. Wu! The medicinal wine prepared by Doctor Bian is not ordinary. You can't waste it as ordinary medicinal wine. When you go back, it's best to ask the seller of bulk liquor. Pick the one with high alcohol content. The higher the better. Buy 30 to 50 kilograms of it. Every time, let the traumatologist clean the affected area with liquor first, and then apply the medicinal wine we provide to your hands. A little bit counts, so that the effect will be good!" Luo Zhanqi specifically reminded him a few words.

"I must remember, that medicinal wine is not cheap, I'll pay first!"

"Doctor Bian! How much should we charge?" Luo Zhanqi asked with a smile.

"Medicinal wine! It's rare to meet a serious martial artist in the past two years. Since we get along so well, I'll give you a 70% discount and charge you 300! Doctor Luo, I'll send the prescription to your mobile phone later, and start brewing tonight! Mr. Wu, there's a day in between, and Lijin is full of scenic spots and historical sites. The weather is still warm, so you can just go around with your friends. I'll contact you when the medicinal wine is ready." As he spoke, Bian Mu's medical instructions were almost finished.

"I'm sorry to bother you two. I'm very grateful. If we meet again in the future, we will definitely treat each other as brothers!" Mr. Wu thanked him repeatedly.

"Oh! The lines of the play are all used, hehe... Take this notebook, and if I remember anything else, I'll call me and let me know! As for you, try to write everything down in this notebook. Some things are easier said than done. If it weren't for my determination to strengthen your wholehearted cooperation with the treatment, I, as a doctor, wouldn't be able to fight you!" Bian Mu smiled and explained for a long time.

"I know, I know!" Mr. Wu responded hurriedly.

"In theory, once we start this treatment... your original skills will slowly disappear! To be honest, it's all just hard work and brute force. If you really meet an expert, your... you don't mind me saying this, right?" Realizing that he was being too blunt, Bian Mu quickly made some polite remarks.

"No, no! I fell on the door frame with my back and I knew it was a bit too much. Let's not talk about how many great masters we met. I won't be fooled by you two. You are a frog in a well, a frog in a well! Your good advice is in my heart! The branch I work for used to be very prosperous. To be honest, I made a lot of money. In the past three to five years, I don't know what happened. It's just like Wang Xiaoer's New Year, getting worse every year... By the way! I'll pay for the medicinal wine first!" As he spoke, Mr. Wu added Luo Zhanqi as a friend through his mobile phone and transferred the money.

Luo Zhanqi lowered his head to check and found that the other party had transferred 1,000 yuan.

Luo Zhanqi pretended to be confused and said nothing.

Bian Mu then sent the recipe for the medicinal wine to Luo Zhanqi and started preparing it tonight. Mr. Wu will be able to use it in two days.

Afterwards, Bian Mu gave Mr. Wu a lesson on the topic of "correct boxing", and Luo Zhanqi also joined in. They talked and laughed, and the meal was very enjoyable. Naturally, the two bottles of good wine were emptied long ago.

After the meal, Mr. Wu took the initiative to call the waiter to pay the bill. Bian Mu was about to pay first, but the waitress said that Mr. Tao had called and asked her to pay the bill.

Mr. Wu was a little emotional at the time, saying that he was about the same age as Doctor Bian, and he was not a decent person. It seemed that he had to change his career!

The private room was convenient after all. Afterwards, the three of them arranged the tables and chairs and cleared a space. Bian Mu taught Mr. Yue the conditioning moves, formulas, and essentials... one by one.

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Back at the clinic, Luo Zhanqi turned on his mobile phone and took the prescription prescribed by Bian Mu to the medicine cabinet to start preparing medicine. Normally, everyone would keep a table and calculate their own accounts. How many medicinal materials were used in total and how much was used. , Luo Zhanqi has to be remembered clearly by Zhang Jinxi. Early tomorrow morning, he will have to explain to others. In addition, he overcharged Mr. Wu 700 yuan behind Bian Mu's back. This matter must be discussed with Nurse Ye. Explain clearly.

The clinic's accounts have always been under the control of Nurse Ye.

As for how Nurse Ye convinced Bian Mu to keep the 700 yuan and leave him alone, Luo Zhanqi would say that he drank a little too much at the time and did not see clearly how much Mr. Wu paid.

Normally, Luo Zhanqi had already reached a consensus with Nurse Ye. As long as they didn't offend Bian Mu, they would definitely charge a dime more if they could charge an extra dollar. As for Zhang Jinsi, they didn't say anything and didn't take the initiative to participate. Everyone just takes care of their own business.

Luo Zhanqi was thoughtful and knew that the prescriptions Bian Mu casually prescribed must be quite profitable. There are always times when the mobile phone is damaged or lost. After finishing the preparation process of medicinal wine, he quickly went upstairs and took out a quite exquisite notebook, word for word. Copied the medicinal wine recipe...

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The old house of the Wu family, in the study room, under the desk lamp.

Bian Mu is searching the Internet for all information related to "Brett" law...

The printer beeped softly, and Bian Mu printed out the key information one by one...numbered it, prioritized it, and then spread it out on the big bed one by one.

Immediately afterwards, Bian Mu dug out the key points of the secret recipes found on the back of the sofa that he usually recorded, and matched them one by one. Bian Mu lay on the bed and began to combine the suspected secret recipes of Situ with the "Brett" law and "Brett" law technology. It was a bit far-fetched to connect the new breakthroughs one by one, so he put it aside and made corresponding marks...

Time flies so fast, Bian Mu feels that he has not figured out any clues. It is already past one in the morning...