Practicing business and practicing medicine

After coming out of Xiao's house, Bian Mu walked five or six hundred meters along the sidewalk, stood on the roadside and called Wu Fenglan's biological daughter.

"When I first met you, I knew intuitively that my mother could be saved! Sure enough... thank you so much! I'll ask my husband to give you some wild pearls another day. I don't dare to say thank you, just to express my gratitude!" Knowing that her biological mother is getting well, her biological daughter is naturally overjoyed.

"I resigned! The place where I work is quite far away now. I accepted it with kindness. Since you have good fish on hand, I will give you a small recipe later. You can use 'wild pearls' as raw materials to make some for the old lady. Fish soup, I took some pictures on my phone and sent them to her. When she saw that it was what I meant, she cherished her life, so she asked the nanny to take it away. Just give it to her twice a week. Wild pearls are cold in nature, so eating more of them is harmful. "On the phone, Bian Mu came up with a good idea.

"Okay, okay! Most people have never heard of Wild Pearls, and the doctor is quite expert in the fish business!"

"Fresh fish is an important ingredient in Chinese medicine. I have to learn a little bit about it. Haha... Be patient. You are blood relatives after all. Slowly, the family relationship will naturally return to normal."

"Oh... I hope so! I live a miserable life and can't do anything to help her. As long as she is well, I will be Amitabha!"

"Your mother lent me a set of acupuncture needles. They are gold-plated. Do you know its origin?"

"Really? I'm afraid it's a gift to you, right? She's not very generous, but she must be sincere in giving it to her, haha... I know very little about her, and I know nothing about the gold needle. However, my impression is...she is very obsessed with gold, and it is not surprising at all to have something similar on her hand." On the other end of the phone, Wu Fenglan's daughter responded casually.

"Really? Then you go ahead and I'll give you the fish soup recipe right now!"

"Thank you! Buddha is with you!"

"You're welcome!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone, handwritten a fish soup recipe and sent it to Wu Fenglan's daughter.

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Taking a taxi back to "Huikang" Hospital, Bian Mu packed up the laptop, work mobile phone and other items distributed by the hospital, attached a list and pressed it on the table with a glass, locked the door, and left the door key with the front door. The security guard surnamed Wu who came to take over the shift asked him to return the room key to the female director of the hospital office.

The male security guard surnamed Wu expressed his regrets for Bian Mu and politely sent him out of the hospital gate.

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As the sun sets, the single dormitory seems to be painted with a layer of gold, and the oil painting-like texture is quite exciting.

Bian Mu likes it here.

There is still a need for curtains at the moment. There is a factory area opposite, and the distance between the buildings is very large. It will not have any impact if it is not available for the time being.

While the light was still good, Bian Mu selected three gold needles, large, medium and small, placed them on a white tissue paper, took a dozen close-up photos and forwarded them to Pei, the pharmacist.

Considering that Uncle Yang in the ghost market was also an expert, Bian Mu also sent him a photo of gold needles.

In the dormitory, wired broadband and wireless WIFI are all available. Bian Mu tried surfing the Internet on his mobile phone. It was not bad, and the network speed was at least 500MB.

In order to save money, Bian Mu planned to cook breakfast and dinner by himself.

Before dark, the road was easy to walk. Bian Mu locked the door, walked out of the back door of the library and walked along the sidewalk in four directions. He bought daylily, white tofu, vermicelli, lettuce, a few tomatoes, and a piece of roasted pork. Meat, a few handfuls of noodles, Bian Mu was going to make "braised noodles" to eat.

The heat was steaming, and he lived alone on the entire top floor, so he felt comfortable eating.

While I was eating, my phone beeped.

Uncle Yang, the old stall owner of the ghost market, replied: Real product! Named after the shape, Rolling Dragon Needle! The needles are soft and cannot be used by ordinary Chinese acupuncture experts.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks in his hands, Bian Mu quickly called the old man back.

"What age is this thing from?" Bian Mu asked on the other end of the phone.

"Then you have to see the real thing, but you can't tell from the photos. The craftsmanship of the needle handle is too complicated. No matter how skilled the imitation craftsman is, it can't be done. There is no need for them to make this thing. It is too unconventional. If the gold content is more than half, it will have both elasticity and toughness. If so, it's at least a hundred years old." On the other end of the phone, Uncle Yang explained in a deep voice.

"So that's what happened! Thank you for teaching me so many things."

"Haha... Why are you so polite to me? This thing is precious, so keep it carefully!"

"I know! How are you doing lately?"

"So-so, is there anything else?"

"No, then I won't bother you."

"You're welcome! If you have any questions, please call me!" After saying that, Mr. Yang hung up the phone.

After a while, it started to rain lightly outside the window. He was worried that the roof was leaking. Bian Mu went out and walked around the corridor. He found no traces of water stains inside and outside, and he was relieved.

The newly bought lazy sofa is quite easy to use. Bian Mu half-lyed in it and continued to study the advantages and disadvantages of Chinese patent medicines and Western medicine through the Internet on her mobile phone...

At 9:30 p.m., drug farmer Lao Pei called back.

Bian Mu was worried that the call was taking too long, so he hung up first and then called back.

"This thing should be a rolling dragon gold needle, which cannot be imitated by ordinary craftsmen. There is a mechanism hidden in the handle of the needle. Are you familiar with Ziwu Liuzhu Acupuncture?"

"It can only be regarded as a general understanding. I have tried it many times and it is difficult to grasp the feeling of Qi. At the moment, I can't say that I can apply it freely. I always feel that the Qi is not strong enough."

"That's right. Your internal strength cultivation is still very shallow, and you probably can't master the Ziwu Flow Acupuncture Technique. However, it's better now. With this set of golden needles, if you encounter a particularly difficult disease, you might as well try the Ziwu Flow Acupuncture Technique." The technique of injection acupuncture is all in the handle of the rolling dragon needle." On the other end of the phone, Lao Pei explained with a smile.

"Is it the real thing?"

"Well! This thing is not easy to fake, and there is no need for particularly powerful experts to spend time and effort on it. It's too biased! Is Nie Yixiong great? He can't even use this set of needles. You said, there is no market. Who bothers to fake it?"

"I see! Then... how long does it take?"

"Since I got it from Wu Fenglan, then...it's at least a hundred years old. You have to know that this kind of gold-based alloy needle is too difficult to refine, and modern technology will definitely not be available. There is no doubt about it. , it must be refined in a secret furnace using ancient methods, young man! You are a lucky star! The ancient pulse pillow plus this set of golden needles can cure many difficult and miscellaneous diseases! If you do not hesitate to damage your own health, you may even It has the effect of bringing people back from the dead. By then, how much will you be worth! I'm afraid we won't be able to reach that high!" Afterwards, the drug farmer Lao Pei also made a few jokes.

"Haha... you are always joking, so let me try it on myself first."

"That's fine! However, it's best not to show this kind of thing to others to prevent villains. Also, don't use it except for close relatives. This kind of golden needle is very hurtful, so it will be gradually eliminated in later generations. Do you think Ah! Use the method of self-mutilation by doctors to save lives and heal the wounded? I'm afraid only Buddhist doctors can reach that kind of moral state? Anyway, I don't advise you to do that. Unless you are willing to put some effort into cultivating your inner strength, you might as well find a suitable one. Give Mrs. Wu the chance!"

"Let me think about it and think about it! If I give myself an acupuncture, there won't be any taboos, right?"

"That's not the case. The meridians go together, and the yin and yang qi naturally open and close, which is equivalent to walking for a small week. Where is the damage?! It will only prolong life. In short, use it with caution!"

"I got it! Did you call me back so late? Did something happen on the mountain?"

"Ahem! A friend, a road maintenance worker, was injured by a rock that naturally rolled down the mountain. He was so unlucky and injured his waist. I went over to deal with it all afternoon. When I got home, I remembered that you called me, so I called him. You called me back."

"With all due respect, junior, how did you deal with it specifically?"

"Hi! Why did I forget you? Tomorrow I will ask his son to drive him there for you, so you can take a look. You must not let him be paralyzed in bed."

"Don't dare to carry the injury on your waist easily. Tomorrow is not Sunday! I just have a rest, so I'd better go up the mountain and take a look at my house."

"Okay! When will you come over? I'll prepare something to eat for you."

"I'll be there by nine o'clock at the latest. Where can we meet?"

"Meihuawu! It's close to where he lives."

"Okay, see you there or not!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.