Practicing business and practicing medicine

Nanchizi was named after an unknown prince in the Western Jin Dynasty. He was a down-and-out prince with the surname Sima. In the seventh year of Yongjia, "the ladies of Zhongzhou fled to the south of the Yangtze River for sixteen or seventeen years." The unlucky prince also received the invitation at that time. Although he was not very good at gathering the notice to move south, he was good at making predictions, and was especially proficient in the art of six-line inference.

After questioning for a long time, the unlucky prince decided that if his family followed the large army to move south, they would be in trouble, so he made up his mind to stay where he was in Lijin.

The iron cavalry from the north was approaching quickly and fiercely. Sooner or later, Lijin City would fall into the enemy's hands. The unlucky prince had a clear understanding of the situation at that time. Their family lived in an aristocratic area at that time. If the rebels entered the city and plundered on horseback, they would definitely choose that area. .

In order to avoid military disaster, he made another hexagram. This time, in addition to solving the hexagram, he also used the "Qi Men Dun" method to deduce the time and direction in detail.

One afternoon, around sunset, the unlucky prince took a few male servants and rode to the Nanchizi area. They watched the sun, looked at the mountains, and checked the river... until the full moon rose, he made up his mind to quietly go to the Nanchizi area. Building a temporary home, he gave the area a name: Nanchi according to metaphysical numerology, and the common people used to call it Nanchizi.

Three years later, Liu Yao invaded Chang'an and captured Emperor Min of Jin. The Western Jin Dynasty was destroyed.

At this time, the unfortunate prince's temporary home in the Nanchizi area was almost completed. He asked his family to take off their old clothes and quietly put on the popular market clothes in the merchant circle, and the whole family began to start aquaculture business.

The old house compound, ancestral tablets, family emblems... they were all thrown away. He even changed his family's surname to "Feng".

Because the prince was very clear in his decisions, well-managed and good at dancing, the Nanchizi area soon became the main source of local aquatic products wholesale.

The old Feng family was thus saved unscathed.

Later generations gradually realized that the Nanchizi area was a blessed place with good fortune, and as long as conditions allowed, they were willing to settle down and buy property there. Gradually, the Nanchizi area developed into an important business district in Lijin City.

The "Yikang" specialist hospital where Wen Boyong is in charge is located in the southwest corner of Nanchizi, backed by Wohu Ridge and facing the Mangcang River. It is a serious Feng Shui treasure land!

After loosening the accelerator a few times, Bian Mu slowly slowed down the speed of the motorcycle.

"What a beautiful place. I really don't know why Wen Boyong and the others chose this place in the first place. It's relatively independent, surrounded by mountains and rivers. If it doesn't manage well, it will be too useless!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu rode his motorcycle around the Yikang Diabetes Hospital site.

What a great hospital!

Perhaps because of its remote location, the entrance to "Yikang" Hospital seems empty. There are supermarkets, pharmacies, agency companies, milk tea shops... and other shops that must be built in the city, even if it is a simple color steel room, a room. Not even seen.

Breakfast was over, but lunch hadn’t arrived yet, so I saw several mobile food stalls near the gate, including egg-filled pancakes, spicy stir-fried dumplings, clear soup dumplings... There were only five or six scattered stalls at this moment. The owners are busy packing up their stalls and heading home.

There are two male security guards on duty at the gate, one old and one young. The old security guard is currently squatting on the street chatting with a middle-aged female vendor selling "clear soup dumplings" not far away, while the young male security guard is sitting in the duty booth. cell phone.

The electronically controlled doors were basically closed, leaving only a small gap on the far left side. Bian Mu rode his motorcycle straight into the front courtyard from there. When he heard the sound of the motorcycle motor, the young male security guard just looked up. He glanced twice but said nothing.

The courtyard at the front gate was particularly spacious, with many parking spaces sprayed with bright yellow paint on the ground. Bian Mu found an empty space near a row of electric vehicles and parked his motorcycle properly.

Taking out his cell phone, Bian Mu called Wen Boyong.

"Ouch! Your Majesty is here! Sorry for not welcoming you from afar! Sorry, rude! I'll go out to pick you up right now." After that, Wen Boyong hung up the phone.

Wen Boyong did not stand at the gate waiting for him early as Bian Mu imagined, nor did he assign the hospital clerk to greet him at the door, which made Bian Mu relieved.

"It seems that I am too worried. Dean Wen is just a normal invitation. If I get rich in the future, I will build a similar specialized hospital in this beautiful place." While thinking, Mu Xin walked towards Walk towards the outpatient clinic building.

When he was almost near the main entrance, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Doctor Bian! Don't go any further, this way!"

When he looked back, he saw that it was Wen Boyong himself, followed by three doctors, two men and one woman.

Turning around, Bian Mu walked towards Wen Boyong and others.

"I'm so sorry! Mr. Shao is in critical condition, which made everyone so nervous that they forgot to arrange for someone to pick you up at the door. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" As he spoke, he made several gestures, and Wen Boyong accompanied him. Bian Mu adjusted his direction and walked towards due north.

Look at that, I'm rushing to the inpatient department.

"Mr. Shao? Who is he?" Bian Mu asked casually while walking quickly.

"The largest shareholder of our hospital, the chairman of 'Haiye' Group, is a child of mine. Alas! I was careless and caused her... please come here!" As he spoke, Wen Boyong led the way, anxiously heading towards Rushed towards the elevator.

The ward where Mr. Shao lives is located on the 12th floor, the third room from the east end, with a sunny side.

A familiar scene once again appeared in front of Bian Mu: a small half were wearing white coats, and there were at least a dozen men, women, and children gathered together. The other group of people was unknown, men and women, old and young, all kinds of people. The person in the middle with a worried face may be Mr. Shao’s family.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the corridor seemed a bit solemn.

Bian Mu didn't like this atmosphere.

"What are you usually busy with! Are you anxious now? Pretend!" Bian Mu didn't know why this thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was an idea that came to me spontaneously.

"This way, please!" Wen Boyong greeted him all the way, and politely let Bian Mu into a spacious resident doctor's duty room.

"All the important medical records are here, please help! At least let Mr. Shao explain something to the company directors, otherwise... ugh! Maybe it will make headlines!" Lowering his voice, Wen Boyong used He said a few words in a slightly pleading tone.

"You are a senior. I can't bear to talk like this. Don't worry. What's going on?" As he spoke, Bian Mu picked up a medical record folder and glanced at it roughly.

Kidney failure? !

"I'm sorry... I'm also confused. Xiao Wang, go out and make arrangements. Please go to a small meeting and take a rest. Don't gather at the door of the ward. It won't do anything. It will also affect Dr. Bian's mood." As he spoke, Wen Boyong greeted a middle-aged man named Wang and asked him to go out and clear the place quickly.

At a glance, Bian Mu briefly browsed several comprehensive physical examination reports, and he roughly understood what was going on.