Practicing business and practicing medicine

The laptop is brand new and has not been opened at all. Either this is the habit here, or Bian Mu is more concerned about it and the hardware is arranged as well as possible.

Bian Mu only needs to open the outer packaging of the laptop and follow prompts such as "next" to access the Internet. This laptop will become his work computer from now on.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind. Bian Mu still didn't move anything in the room.

"Even though they are all wearing white coats, they are not sure what is going on! Besides, it is obvious that this is a money-burning place. How old are they and how old am I? I have to make money! People can't be too Greedy, as long as I can continue my clinical resume, I will be satisfied. If I make a lot of money in the future, I can have these things at any time." Bian Mu's mind was still quite clear.

Bian Mu made up his mind not to get too close to the people in this building.

After locking the door, Bian Mu walked along the corridor on the third floor for a while. There were many high-end cameras installed in the corridor, and you couldn't tell them unless you looked carefully.

The entire building runs east-west, and the rooms in the south are of different sizes. Some have curtains drawn, and it’s hard to see what purpose they are used for, because the windows all face south. Bian Mu guessed that most of them should be conference rooms or small rooms. office.

The room in the north was larger in size, with bright and clean windows. It looked like various laboratories. Through the glass, Bian Mu found that several of them had a layout that was somewhat similar to the one he had when he was in college.

The entire third floor was quiet, and there seemed to be no one around.

When the time came to turn around, Bian Mu found someone in a small laboratory wearing a coverall who was busy doing something. He was new here, so he didn't want to be disturbed. After a quick glance, Bian Mu went down the stairs to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the third floor, except that there are two small stepped classrooms at the east and west ends. The door of the westernmost one is closed and dark curtains are drawn inside.

The easternmost room is open at the moment, with the door ajar. Through the gauze curtain, you can see a middle-aged man preaching something on the podium.

More than half of the curtains in the multimedia classroom have been drawn, and a PPT lecture is playing on the projector. The entire venue is half-lit and half-dark, which does not affect the lecture of the man on the podium, nor does it affect the audience sitting and listening below to use their respective methods. of mobile phones and laptops.

Bian Mu stood outside the door and listened for a while.

"Young man! Why are you standing outside the door? Come in and sit for a while!" Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind.

Turning his head, he saw that at some point, an old man with a thin face came to Bian Mu's side.

"Isn't it impolite to go in now?"

"What's the point? Since you can enter the Little White Building, you must be a new member! Our place is relaxed and you can come and go freely. Please come in!" The thin old man looked very polite.

"After you!"

Lowering their voices, the two of them were polite to each other. The thin old man walked in first, followed closely by Bian Mu.

The thin old man's seat is located against the wall on the left. On the simple table are an ultra-thin laptop and a high-end thermos cup. A beige windbreaker is draped on the back of the seat, and a pure cashmere scarf is draped next to the windbreaker. There is also a leather men's shoulder bag placed next to the right armrest of the seat.

It seems that the old man went out temporarily for something. When he left, he took nothing with him except his mobile phone.

"It's impossible for casual people to come in here. The old man is now bold enough to go out temporarily. It seems that the atmosphere here is quite good." Bian Mu thought to himself.

In the row of seats behind the thin old man, only an elegant middle-aged lady sat in the rightmost seat. The rest of the seats were empty. Bian Mu naturally sat behind the thin old man.

After listening attentively for a while, Bian Mu heard that the middle-aged man on the stage was explaining that the topic should be traditional Chinese medicine health care for cancer patients after radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

About twenty minutes later, the middle-aged man on the stage finished his explanation and pressed a switch. At least half of the lights in the multimedia venue were on.

The middle-aged man picked up a thermos cup and took a sip. He walked down the stage with a smile and started chatting with the audience in the first row.

"Which unit are you from?" The thin old man turned around and asked with a smile.

"I'm sorry! I just resigned two days ago, and I don't have a serious status yet!"

"Oh! Where did you resign from?"

"Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Huikang Hospital."

"Oh! You are Feng Lezhang's soldier!"

"You are familiar with Dean Feng, right?"

"Of course! I heard that the treatment in your hospital is pretty good. Why would you resign at such a young age?"

"Maybe there are some contradictions in the medical philosophy!"

Hearing this, the thin old man could not help but be stunned for a moment, with a hint of surprise and even a look of awe in his eyes.

"Are you not twenty-seven or eighty this year?" The thin old man asked with a smile.

"It's not here! What's wrong?"

"You are so young! What you said just now, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe it! No wonder you can become a member here at such a young age, sorry! I'm sorry! Eh? Who is your recommendation? people?"

"You always joke, Dr. Yue should be my recommender, right?"

"Which Doctor Yue? You're not talking about Xiao Yue's daughter, are you?"

"She is the daughter of the current director of this hospital."

"Her! She is not qualified to recommend, I understand! Xiaoyue is your recommender." As he spoke, the thin old man turned around completely and looked at Bian Mu several times.

The emaciated old man was born with two thick sword-shaped eyebrows, and a pair of big eagle-like eyes under the sword-shaped eyebrows flashed a few sharp glances from time to time. It was a look that always scrutinized people and things.

Maybe the old man's gaze was too sharp, which made Bian Mu feel a little embarrassed.

"I'm a straightforward person. Don't be offended if I say I'm right or wrong!" the thin old man said with a smile.

"Please speak!"

"No one who can enter the Little White Building is an ordinary person. You have entered the palace at such a young age, so you must have some real skills. However, for so many years, I have never heard of anything particularly powerful at the 'Huikang' Hospital." A rising star! Could it be that...you are Xiaoyue's future son-in-law?"

"Haha... you misunderstood! I have never met Dr. Yue a few times, so let's talk about a son-in-law who comes to visit us."

"Oh! Then I apologize to you, in that case...unless...you don't have the surname Bian, do you?" The thin old man seemed to know quite a lot.

"I'm down here, Mu, and please give me some advice, senior!"

"I'm just telling you! If I don't order anything good, Xiaoyue won't fall in love with you. I heard that you are the number one in the Chinese medicine business of Huikang Hospital! How can Feng Lezhang be willing to let you go?!"

"This...is beyond words!"

"Haha... I understand! Didn't you just say that the medical philosophies are quite different? If someone says this, I definitely think he (she) is bragging. If you say it, I believe it! If you really vent your anger with Feng Lezhang, I really despise you! I am 100% sure that you are the son-in-law of the Xiaoyue family, but you are really too young. If I don’t test you, I will feel bad!” The thin old man said in a very humorous way .

"Hahaha...you are always joking."

"Seriously, how was Xiao Li's speech on stage just now?"

"Are you testing me?"

"That's right! Tell me?"

"After listening to Teacher Li's explanation, I have two doubts. First, although the concept of 'rock' overlaps with tumors in contemporary medicine, if they are strictly distinguished, the connotation and denotation are quite different. Teacher Li combined the ancient I don’t think it’s appropriate for the concept of ‘rock’ to be used together with the concept of ‘cancer’ in contemporary medicine to talk about inheritance and development.”

"Oh! Can you understand that 'rock', 'tumor', and 'cancer' are actually three concepts that overlap with each other but cannot be lumped together?"

"exactly!"

"What about the second question?"

"I just heard Teacher Li explain that the clinical experience and professional level are quite excellent, so why do we use the word 'health care'? Can't we just use 'treatment'? Isn't it a bit lacking in self-confidence!"

"Sharp! He has this problem, so it has been almost ten years and he has not made any big progress! Welcome to join our team, Wen Boyong, let's get to know each other!" As he spoke, Mr. Wen stretched out his right hand to shake Bian Mu's hand. .

He knew that the other party must be a great medical expert, but Bian Mu really didn't know who Wen Boyong was.