Practicing business and practicing medicine

Seeing the fashionable girl walking away, Fan Sanqiao smiled and said to Bian Mu, "Could she be the mistress?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's her. The look on her face is already there. Even if she's not the mistress herself, she's still her little sister or something like that." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"You mean she..." When the words came to his lips, Fan Sanqiao suddenly felt that he had no basis for making such assumptions about a young lady, so he quickly stopped talking.

"Brother Fan misunderstood. I am talking about the color of romance in the narrow sense. The one just now is a businessman, a standard businessman, a businessman who has to be in public all day long. She can have connections with powerful people, and she can also have to be a trafficker and a lackey all day long. Didn't you notice? The nails on her hands are very distinctive. There may be a possibility that the nails are her weapons against the enemy. In all likelihood, Mr. Cheng was scratched by her. Let's seize the time to give him a hand. Let him prepare some medicine. These are people who want skin and shame, so they are in a hurry! Haha..." As he spoke, Bian Mu took out honey, gypsum and other materials, went up to the second floor and entered the operation room, and began to prepare the "Scar Spirit" Such emergency medicine.

Clinics require procedures for self-medicating, and not just any clinic can purchase it casually. Relevant departments have always had very strict regulations. Once violated, you will soon be severely punished and sanctioned.

Having lived in a small county since childhood, Bian Mu knew this very well.

Through the "Xiaobailou", a high-end medical association run by the central hospital, and following normal procedures, Bian Mu has now applied for all relevant licenses and permits.

Dr. Yue helped a lot. Otherwise, Bian Mu might have to wait until March next year to complete all the procedures.

It is not easy to open a relatively comprehensive traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

If it weren't for the fact that Bian Mu really had something in his belly, or the chance to make so many appreciative friends, Bian Mu might still be quietly silent, withering, and withering in a dark corner of the small county to this day... until he retires silently. , quietly gone with the wind.

If that's the case, Bian Mu will only live a long life at most. When people occasionally talk about him, the most they can say is: Ouch! There are two brushes after all! Lived for more than a hundred years!

If you live a hundred years without ambition, what is the difference between living an ordinary life like that and dying? !

Sometimes, whenever he thinks about this, Bian Mu immediately feels sweat on his back and feels uneasy.

After reflection, Bian Mu cherishes the friendship with her friends more and more, respecting and helping each other, reciprocating, seeking common ground while reserving differences, and living in friendship...

While sighing with emotion, Bian Mu took the time to make special effects for Mr. Cheng's wounds and collect the elixir.

Fan Sanqiao was on the side, chatting and laughing, and the two of them cooperated well.

…

At 8:45 p.m., everything was done.

The two took off their work clothes, took off their masks and dust hats, and came down from the second floor. They sat on the sofa and drank some homemade mung bean paste.

Afterwards, Bian Mu stood up and walked to his desk, writing down the methods and precautions for using the elixir of concentration.

"I've left the relevant instructions here. When the woman gets the medicine, remember to let her take it with her." After talking and tidying up, Bian Mu prepared to go back to the single dormitory.

"Okay! Just charge a hundred yuan?"

"Only one hundred! Our cost is only 30 yuan at most. However, our labor is not included in this. You are a figurehead. If you charge according to labor fairly, she should give us at least 3,000 and up." Bian Mu made a few jokes seriously.

"Hahaha... Then if you add in your labor costs and special medical skills patent fees, this medicine will cost tens of thousands!"

"That's right, we only charged 1% of her fee, and we lost a lot of money! Hahaha..."

After chatting and joking for a while, Bian Mu picked up a delicate black backpack, said hello, and walked out towards the subway station.

Halfway through, the phone rang.

There happened to be a small park in the middle of the road, so Bian Mu walked in and found a bench to sit down and answer the questions.

"All the special bone-setting medical equipment you asked for are ready. People admire your name and only charge 500 yuan for labor. Listen, I want to find a chance to get to know you. I will have someone give you the things tomorrow. Pass it on." On the phone, Mr. Yang, the operator of "Huatian Ghost Market" smiled and explained a few words.

"Thank you, thank you! Then I will wait for your friend at the clinic tomorrow. He is always causing trouble for you and does not make much money. The other party is a well-known and skilled craftsman. I am eager to meet him! No problem! Wait for me to give it to the migrant worker brother After your finger is cured, let's make an appointment to sit at the 'Tianyin Pavilion'? You must know that place, it has a good atmosphere."

"'Tianyin Pavilion'? Forget it, I had some troubles with the boss there. We have been trying to avoid each other for some years. Why not go to the 'Bihua Temple' in Xishan? The imitation vegetarian restaurant there is very thoughtful. Yes, the combination of meat and vegetables is quite reasonable, it can be regarded as a branch of medicinal diet! I went fishing in Houhu Lake by the way. My children and grandchildren are not up to par, and I have to draw money for them all day long, so I have to take time to go out and relax, haha..."

"Really? We still have such a good place here! I am ignorant and want to take the opportunity to go out to appreciate the appreciation. Then wait until I have properly dealt with the few special patients at hand, and I will make an appointment with you!"

"It's a deal!"

"By the way, I recently made a friend. He is a genius in the science and technology field. His heart has been damaged a bit. He nominally works here with me. In fact, he just wants to find a place to heal his wounds for a while. I will take him up the mountain with me. Do you and your friend mind?" Bian Mu smiled and briefly introduced Fan Sanqiao's resume.

"What's the point? There are so many people! What's more, we have always been unfamiliar with the modern technology giants. You happen to have such a venerable god, so you can come over and get to know each other. As for me, I traveled all over the world when I was young. , it can be said that he has traveled all over the world, I know that this person is suffering in his heart! It’s just a good time to go out and relax, he may be a decent big shot like you in the future! "

"You're such an idiot! Then I won't bother you any more and you should go to bed early!"

"Well! I hear the noise, are you still outside right now? Be careful on the road!"

"Easy to say! Good night!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

…

Tao Wenjie seemed to be listening to music in her room, which was quite rare. Bian Mu didn't want to see her more, so he quietly walked to the door of his room, gently took out the key, opened the door and stepped in.

Tao Wenjie's eyebrows were all empty. How could she hide the small movement outside the door? It seems that the misunderstanding between the two is getting deeper and deeper. There is no point in explaining too much. Anyway, the days are long, and dealing with someone like Bian Mu is not something that can be done in this year. Nian, smiled slightly, and Tao Wenjie continued to listen to her favorite new songs...

A night of silence.