Practicing business and practicing medicine

The situation in the living room was far worse than Bian Mu imagined.

Not to mention the fact that the sofa was so big and turned upside down, some of its legs were broken. Judging from the signs of breakage, there were marks from kicks and cuts from knives. The glass fragments had been placed in a few small piles, and the glass fragments were broken. But they haven't been cleaned up yet, they are scattered everywhere.

The porcelain fragments were all cleaned up neatly, but the pile was much larger than the glass fragments. It is not difficult to imagine that there were a lot of valuable porcelain placed in the Mai family's living room.

The telephone and network cables were actually torn apart, and broken heads were scattered everywhere. The large chandelier on the ceiling was also smashed, and the threads were hanging down. It felt like I would get an electric shock if I was not careful, okay! It looked like a war had just occurred inside and out.

Bian Mu really couldn't imagine what kind of violent conflicts had occurred here.

Mrs. Mai has lost much energy from the fuss. She is sitting on the floor with her back against the wall beside the handrail of the stairs. The sharp knife in her hand is still placed on her neck, the blade flashes and the cold light looms. At first glance, it doesn't look like an ordinary fruit knife.

The blood stains on Mrs. Mai's neck have dried. I don't know if it dried naturally or if someone used trauma medicine on her.

Locke Jiaming's head was wrapped with a white bandage, and the blood-stained look was somewhat shocking. At this moment, he was sitting on a wooden chair, staring at his lover without saying a word.

The person closest to Mrs. Mai was probably Mr. Luo's mother-in-law. She had already passed the fright level and was half-kneeling near her daughter with a numb expression, without saying a word.

An elderly man fell down in the middle of the corner staircase. His shirt was torn or scratched by a knife several times. There were several big cuts left, which looked very desolate.

On the other side, a tall middle-aged man glanced at Bian Mu coldly, and then turned his attention to Mrs. Mai sitting on the ground. Judging from his appearance, this man should be Mrs. Mai's brother or a relative.

Looking further outside, they should all be outsiders with different identities.

Bian Mu didn't say much, walked straight to Luo Jiaming, stretched out his hand and took his pulse.

"Mr. Luo! Let me handle this! You'd better change to another place to rest, take some medicine, and calm down. Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion!" After saying that, Bian Mu turned around and walked to Assistant Zhang and reported two words. She found out the name of the Chinese patent medicine and asked her to send someone to buy two boxes for Mr. Luo to take first.

After all, Locke Jiaming was still a little uneasy. He just stood up and sat down again.

Assistant Zhang stepped forward to persuade him a few more times, and then Luo Jiaming stood up and walked towards the door. Behind him, he immediately followed four or five strong young men. It seemed that they should all be employees of "Yiyoukang".

Bian Mu didn't panic. In full view of everyone, he walked straight to Mrs. Mai and half-knelt on the ground. Without saying anything, Bian Mu stretched out his right hand to hold the blade with three fingers. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand to bring his index and middle fingers together. He tapped an acupuncture point on Mrs. Mai's shoulder.

Strangely enough, before everyone could react, the extremely sharp knife had already fallen into Bian Mu's hand.

Bian Mu handed the knife to the handsome young man behind him, and then ordered: "Put the knife in a safe place, and then go out and buy some Yunnan Baiyao."

"Okay! Go right away!" After saying that, the handsome young man ran out the door with the knife.

Seeing that Mrs. Mai was fine, maybe due to a temporary lack of oxygen, the old lady fainted and fell to the ground.

Assistant Zhang quickly asked everyone to put the old lady in the car outside, and at the same time asked the so-called Mr. Ma to call 120 to come and take her to the hospital.

The old gentleman on the stairs saw the old lady fainted. Mrs. Mai seemed to be fine and well, and she didn't catch her breath. He also fell to the ground and fell unconscious immediately.

Bian Mu asked Assistant Zhang to help Mrs. Mai. He quickly rushed to the stairs, lifted the old man up with one hand and checked for his pulse.

"It's okay! It's just a moment of anger! The brain is still lacking oxygen, so I'm fine." Thinking of this, Bian Mu rushed downstairs and called two young men to come up and gently carry the old gentleman to the car outside to wait. 120 came to take the person to the hospital.

At this time, Locke Jiaming left and returned, but the expression on his face was much calmer.

"Mr. Luo! Leave this to me. You should accompany the two old people to the hospital!"

"Then... okay!" At this point, Locke Jiaming turned around and called a middle-aged man over.

"His surname is Wang. If anything happens, you can just arrange it for him."

"Okay, go to the hospital quickly! Wait until the hospital tells you personally that the two elders are fine, then you can take care of the wound." Bian Mu gave a few instructions with a serious expression.

"I'm fine, it's a minor injury. Thank you for your hard work!"

"You should, please leave quickly!"

Locke Jiaming still seemed a little uneasy. He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and took a few people out.

…

In the master bedroom of the Mai family upstairs, she first received a few injections, and then took the decoction prescribed by Bian Mu. Mrs. Mai had already fallen asleep peacefully.

Bian Mu arranged for Mr. Wang to guard the door of the bedroom. Assistant Zhang was worried and called two young female staff to accompany him in the bedroom. She accompanied Bian Mu downstairs.

Mr. Wang is really capable. At this time, the hall on the first floor has been tidied up neatly, and the brand new sofa has been replaced. There was no time to replace the glass, so he was temporarily covered with light blue fabric.

When Bian Mu went downstairs, there were already two middle-aged male maintenance workers cutting the glass to replace it.

Bian Mu and Assistant Zhang sat on the sofa and chatted for a while.

"What's going on? So chaotic?"

"When I came, Mrs. Mai had already put the knife to her neck, and there was blood on her body. She scared me so much. When they were making noise, I only heard a general idea. As you know, I am not Mr. Luo. Assistant, there are so many things, he didn’t tell me, how could I know! If Lao Wang hadn’t called me, I would still be sleeping at home right now! It’s a blessing that you came, otherwise, it would be impossible not to call the police today.”

"Why did it happen?" Bian Mu asked.

"It seems that Mr. Luo wants to take the valuable things at home to the bank as a mortgage. Some things require Mrs. Mai's consent and signature before they can take effect. As a result, when they disagreed, she became furious and made a fuss about Mr. Luo's property. His head was broken, and then for some reason many people from both sides were summoned. I heard there was a fight at the door. In the end, a few people were sent to the hospital, but the injuries were not serious. Later, The man surnamed Ma warned the property management and surrounding neighbors, threatening them not to call the police, and then you came."

"It turned out to be a household dispute! It seems that your company has a big problem in its operation. However, today's conflict is not necessarily a bad thing, you know? After such a quarrel, Mrs. Mai was saved."

"Ah?! How do you say this?!" Assistant Zhang asked in surprise with his eyes widened.

"I just realized it. You have to know that the type of bipolar disorder that Mrs. Mai suffers from is quite rare. There is only one in ten thousand! In my impression, there are related records in ancient traditional Chinese medicine books. To treat such difficult and complicated diseases, bloodletting is required. With the development of modern Chinese medicine today, bloodletting has long been banned. So...if there hadn't been such a big fuss today, Mrs. Mai's disease would be really difficult to cure! I guess. ! Even if Nie Yixiong comes in person, he may not be able to do anything!" Speaking of this, a knowing smile appeared on Bian Mu's face.

"Then...why didn't Mrs. Mai resist at all when you grabbed the knife?" Assistant Zhang asked in surprise.

"She had long since separated her 'spirit' and 'mind', and the hand holding the knife had long been stiff. At that time, you could have taken off the knife, but... that knife was too sharp, not as sharp as It's an ordinary fruit knife. You haven't practiced it. If you're not careful, you might both get hurt."

"Tch! Who would dare to take action except you! Anyway, everyone finally survived! Do we have to stay here all night?"

Bian Mu nodded slightly and began to think about how to replenish Mrs. Mai's energy and blood.