Practicing business and practicing medicine

The sky was a little gloomy, and when I looked up at the sky, I couldn't see the slightest shadow of the moon.

There was no need to go to work tomorrow morning anyway, so Bian Mu wandered around with great interest for a long time. Unlike last time, Bian Mu pricked up his ears and listened to what people were saying.

What Lao Pei said is reasonable. As a good doctor, it is really unreasonable to not understand the world!

"Master Chen! You've just been discharged from the hospital a few days ago! It's been cold recently! It's time to rest for a few days if you're not at home!" A nearby female stall owner said hello to an old stall owner next to her.

"Oh! There's no way! My mistress is about to pay off her mortgage. What can we do with our little pension? If we don't set up a stall and wait for the bank to take over the house!" the old stall owner responded helplessly.

"The house that the third son bought seems to be quite big. It must be more than 150 square meters, right? I remember that I have to pay more than 8,000 yuan a month, right?"

The old stall owner nodded, then shook his head heavily.

"Alas! Back then he had a high income and his brain was burned out. He had to buy such a big house and it was still next to the big intersection of Xinghua Street. Now it seems that it is purely harmful to people!"

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The light was not good at night, so Bian Mu couldn't see clearly the face of the old stall owner. However, the old man's lungs were obviously deficient when he heard the sound. Although he was not coughing, his vitality was obviously damaged. It was so late at night, and the night wind was blowing hard. Although the old man told the truth It's quite thick, but it can't stop the wind and cold from creeping in.

"I don't know what the environment is like where he lives. If there is cold and dampness at the same time, and the whole family is scrimping on food all day long, their nutrition will definitely not be able to keep up. Lung qi will be difficult to express, and stomach qi will not be sustained. Over time, this person will be cured. ?!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

Until this time, Bian Mu finally understood Lao Pei's hard work.

The patients in this world are from different walks of life, and their specific situations are too complicated!

The old stall owner nearby was a typical "poverty disease", and "poverty" caused by vanity was the real root of the disease. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, it would be difficult for Bian Mu to consider this aspect while sitting in the consulting room.

Furthermore, patients like the old stall owner will probably never go to Huikang Hospital to register for treatment. Invisibly, sitting in the spacious and comfortable clinic for many years, Bian Mu will inevitably miss many types of patients. , over time, Bian Mu is likely to grow into a "specialist" doctor who only treats wealthy people.

Some time ago, Bian Mu paid attention to various clinics on the street, large and small, and found that at least half of the doctors sitting in the clinic were "type doctors".

Some doctors are good at treating pediatrics, some specialize in treating coughs, tracheitis, and pneumonia, and some specialize in men's medicine... If other types of patients come to the door, most of the doctors in the hall will not refuse the consultation, but they will just prescribe the prescription. It’s time to “sprinkle some pepper”, not seeking merit, but seeking no faults. At worst, you won’t be able to see him or her next time for medical treatment.

In Bian Mu's view, that was an act of a professional doctor willing to "fall", and he absolutely disdained it.

Nowadays, Bian Mu feels a little ashamed when he thinks that he may soon transform into a disgusting "type doctor".

"The development space of 'Huikang' Hospital is far less than imagined. No matter what the result of this business inquiry is, it may not be a bad thing for me. I really need to re-plan how to go in the future." I thought. Here, Bian Mu walked towards the second-hand goods area where he bought "Shuangchi" last time.

When I went to the place, I saw that the layout of the merchants and stalls had changed slightly. After wandering around for a long time, I still couldn't find the tall and thin old man.

When he said goodbye last time, Bian Mu added the old man's contact information and seemed to remember that his surname was Yang.

I tried to make a call, but the call went through, but the old man didn't answer.

The call was made every three minutes. Bian Mu tried three times in a row, but the call went through. The old man never answered the phone.

"Forget it! I'm getting older and forget things easily, so just wander around by yourself!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu put away his cell phone and wandered along the naturally formed paths of various stalls for a while.

There are many versions of the "Book of Changes", but there is no trace of the "Gui Zang Yi".

In any case, the trip couldn't be in vain, so Bian Mu tried to meet other vendors selling used books.

"This eldest sister looks good at Mian Shan, let's ask her about it!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu walked slowly to a stall, squatted there and took a few glances.

The stall is quite large and well organized into categories. Generally speaking, all the old books look very neat. It seems that the female stall owner is also a book lover.

"Sister! Do you have "Gui Zangyi" here? It's best to have a version with a relatively complete catalog." Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"That kind of book is too popular. You have to reserve it! Are you sure you want it?" The female vendor asked Bian Mu in a very cautious tone as she looked at Bian Mu.

Not bad, at least the female vendor in front of me knew what kind of old book "Gui Zang Yi" was, or that someone had bought this book from her before.

"I sincerely want it, how to make a reservation specifically?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"It depends on which version you want. The higher the level, the more expensive it is."

"I just flipped through it myself. The paper is better and there must be no omissions or errors in the content. There are no other requirements. How much does it cost?"

"The most complete content, a popular version with photos? Or a text-only version?"

"It should be pure text, with vertical layout. The paper must be of good quality and be able to be read through. The origin must be upright, preferably from a regular private workshop." Bian Mu knows a lot.

"The deposit is 300! When the book comes out, I'll give you 1,200!"

"It's a bit expensive! Can it be cheaper?"

"Seeing that you seem to be a scholar, that's why I quoted such a low price. If it were someone else, it would start at 2,000." After that, the female vendor went to greet other customers. From what she meant, she felt that Bian Mu was not sincere in buying. Okay, I don't want to waste time here.

Feeling something was not quite right, Bian Mu stopped rambling and got up to ask around at other stalls. It turned out that the prices charged by each vendor were higher than the others, which was quite interesting. The average price increase for each vendor was around 300 yuan.

"Haha... This is collusion through mobile phones! Think of me as a fool!" Feeling funny in his heart, Bian Mu Wuxin continued to wander around, and picked two copies of "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" at a stall and paid 50 yuan. The money went home.

The next day, Bian Mu got up early and made some breakfast, wondering whether to stay in the hospital or go out for inspection.

The phone rang.

Chapter assistant’s phone number.

"I was demoted! I've been busy moving these past two days! How is your place?"

"Ah?! Mrs. Mai is getting angry?" Bian Mu asked in surprise on the other end of the phone.

"That's right! Mr. Luo talked to her about bipolar disorder. She rebounded extremely hard and almost started a fight with Mr. Luo. Don't worry about treatment. I think she is looking for death. She deserves it! No one is going to make trouble at your place, right?"

"I was questioned. The clinic will be closed for at least a week. Today is the first day! Otherwise, everything is fine."

"The one named Mai doesn't have that much energy. Maybe someone else is trying to fix you behind your back!"

"Then where do you work now? How much will your salary drop?"

"The salary has not been reduced, and the car distribution has not been taken back, but the authority in my hand has suddenly been reduced by a lot. I am now in the technology research and development center, and they said that I would be temporarily in charge of the business here. Mr. Luo is less I hired a personal assistant, but I haven’t arranged for a new one so far, I don’t know what they are up to.”

"From what you say, there seems to be a chance of improvement?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, I've already prepared for the worst. What will be the outcome of the inquiry?"

"Same as you, it's hard to say. I plan to go out for the next two days, but if I can't find a new job."

"Resigning from two regular hospitals in a row, with such a short time interval, it will be difficult for you to find a decent hospital." Assistant Zhang reminded him worriedly on the other end of the phone.

"Then what can you do? Just take it one step at a time!"

"I have to host a business meeting. Let's meet and chat another day! Hang up!" After that, Assistant Zhang hung up the phone.