Practicing business and practicing medicine

Carefully study various medical theories, pay attention to the latest academic research progress in traditional Chinese medicine, carefully figure out the best treatment plan, and insist on taking notes on medical practice every day... When working with traditional Chinese medicine, Bianmu's brain response is definitely not slow.

However, facing those bad people who have been walking in the gray area for many years, Bian Mu's mind was still a few beats slow.

When my grandfather was alive, he often said: If a traitor harms a loyal minister, the loyal minister will die; if a villain punishes a gentleman, the gentleman will get out!

Looking at what happened tonight, it really is what happened.

Fighting with a bad guy, Bian Mu's mind slowed down for more than a beat.

Fortunately! At the critical moment, the young men hiding in the three vans took action in time, and a moderate fire accident was finally eliminated.

Not only that, the female property manager on duty in the community also coordinated with everyone to temporarily close the three gates of the community. Everyone, including residents of the community, had to register when entering or exiting.

After a while, the police arrived in time...

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It was almost two o'clock in the morning when the nearby police station finished taking notes.

Looking up at the sky, Bian Mu saw a taxi hailed on the roadside, and Bian Mu hurried back to the "Bian's" Clinic.

"Where are those young people who are helping?" Fan Sanqiao asked as soon as he entered the door.

"The security guard of Chen's head office is Mr. Chen Yueqing, the chairman." After a few words in response, Bian Mu's eyes glanced around for a long time from time to time.

"No wonder... I'm telling you! With three cars, how big is Chen's company!" Fan Sanqiao couldn't help but sigh.

"No! Almost all the young and strong people from the head office, branches, and factories were temporarily transferred to us. After we left, did you find anything unusual?" For some reason, Bian Mu was still a little uneasy.

Nothing else, intuition.

"It's always been normal indoors! How did Mr. Chen and the others know in advance that something would happen here?" Fan Sanqiao asked curiously.

"I saw the relevant video online. There was a meddlesome person. There were people filming indoors and outdoors. The whole process of Liang Yuecheng subduing the man in the white T-shirt was filmed and posted online. When Mr. Chen saw it, he realized that the person who came was not malicious. Ah! Thinking that we might have offended someone who was not easy to mess with, we quickly called the people from the security department to take special precautions. Maybe we even temporarily borrowed a lot of people from the security company!" As he spoke, Bian Mu walked quickly. Went upstairs to check it out.

Fan Sanqiao did not go upstairs, but asked loudly downstairs: "Is it okay?"

After a while, Bian Mu came down from upstairs.

"It's safe for now! I don't know why, but my right eyelid keeps twitching. As the old saying goes, right eye twitches! It's almost dawn anyway, I'll stay for a while, and you can go upstairs and get some sleep! "

"How can I still sleep here! I'll keep vigil with you!"

"It's a bit wasteful for us to be on duty together. You go up and take a nap for a while. I'm getting sleepy. Let's switch over." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Then... okay! It's almost three o'clock, so everything should be fine!" As he spoke, Fan Sanqiao went upstairs to fall asleep.

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At 3:40 in the morning, Bian Mu felt something moving at the back window.

He quietly ducked under the window and listened intently for a moment.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and someone seemed to have fallen to the ground outside the window. The sound was very slight. Bian Mu felt that it was someone who did it deliberately. Otherwise, in the dead of night, the movement should not be so slight.

"There are at least two people outside the window, are they friends or foes?!" Bian Mu had practiced "listening to Qi" for no other reason than to add an important piece of reference information when diagnosing patients.

That's right! The sound of breathing outside the window belonged to two people.

Two grown men, one of whom was breathing very little, the other must be a practitioner.

For a moment, one against two, one of them was certain that he had some skills, but while hesitating, Bian Mu did not dare to open the window to check.

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"Hey! Stop catching yourself and open the window!" Huh? ! The voices of the Three Strongmen.

"Damn! I'm just telling you! How could he go back to the village without saying anything? From what he said, he probably succeeded." Overjoyed, Bian Mu quickly stood up and fully opened the aluminum window of the broken bridge.

With a "pop" sound, his hands and feet clung slightly, the three strong men, namely Mr. Liang Yuecheng, jumped lightly, and in a flash, he passed through and stood firmly on the ground.

"Look! Do you know him?" He turned around and came to the window, pointing at a man lying on the ground outside the window. San Qiangzi asked with a smile.

"Knife face?" Bian Mu had a plan in mind. He took a quick glance and recognized it immediately.

The three strong men nodded slightly and asked with a smile: "Why are you offended?"

Bian Mu smiled and briefly introduced the "encounter" on the day when the sun rained from the sky.

"Oh...bastard! This guy has a lot of tools with him, mainly screwdrivers, wrenches and other micro tools. It seems that he plans to break into the house through the window to dismantle something." As he spoke, the three strongmen He casually handed Bian Mu a pair of exquisite black leather goods.

Bian Mu opened the lock and took a look at it. The cross screwdriver, special wrench, pry plate... were very delicate and didn't look cheap.

"What kind of destruction is this guy planning to do?" Bian Mu asked casually, throwing the black leather goods on the windowsill.

"Think about it, what are the most valuable things you have here..." As he spoke, the three strongmen looked around a few times.

"Is it coming from the ultrasound machine or X-ray machine? Huh?! Mr. Liang! Why did the hem of your T-shirt have such a long rip?" At this moment, Fan Sanqiao came down from upstairs and listened to the two talking about " "Knife face" with the intention of committing the crime, he added a few words casually.

Looking down at the hem of his shirt, Sanqiangzi said nonchalantly: "Hey! That guy reacted very quickly. As soon as I made my move, the guy instinctively drew the knife and pulled it on the back. Not to mention, that guy's hand The guy on top is quite sharp!" After saying that, the three strongmen nodded and pointed out the window not far away.

Under the streetlight, there was a cold light. If it hadn't been for the identification of the three strongmen, Bian Mu and Fan Sanqiao would not have noticed a shiny sharp dagger thrown on the ground.

"Quick! Check to see if the skin is scratched." As he spoke, Bian Mu walked towards the disposal bed.

"Tch! Can those two blows of his hurt me?" As he spoke, he lifted up the hem of his shirt. Sanqiangzi lowered his head and inspected it a few times. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand to scratch and pull on his belly and surrounding skin a few times. .

"It's okay! There's no bleeding! It's so scary! Don't you feel anything special now?" Bian Mu asked with concern while helping to check.

"It's my fault for being careless and underestimating that kid. Don't worry! Nothing will happen." The three strong men responded boldly.

"It's okay! It's scary! Let's just let him lie like this?!" As he spoke, Bian Mu glanced out the window a few times.

"Let him cool down, it'll be okay! This guy is born with a short memory, so he needs to be taught a lesson." The three strong men said with a smile.

"This...should we call the police?" Bian Mu asked the three strongmen with a serious expression.

"Call the police... It stands to reason... I should let him go and give him a chance to start a new life. Now it seems... the bastard is so vicious. There might be a more serious case against this guy, okay! Call the police. Let's go!" As he spoke, the Three Strongmen jumped out of the window again, walked quickly to the extremely sharp dagger, leaned over to pick it up, and climbed through the window again to enter the house.

"This knife is not simple! It is not an ordinary thing. I have to keep it. As long as the police don't ask about it later, the three of us will not mention it." As he spoke, the three strongmen put away the extremely sharp short knife. .