Practicing business and practicing medicine

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Zhu Qiangqiang quickly grabbed a piece of napkin and wiped the spilled vegetable juice on her hand, taking the opportunity to cover up her little embarrassment.

"Doctor Bian's guess is really accurate! To tell you the truth, when I first entered the industry, I was a female martial artist, a stuntman in martial arts." Zhu Qiangqiang told the truth frankly without telling lies in front of real people.

"That's right. The disease you are suffering from now is most likely directly caused by your acting experience. As for me, I have practiced the most basic traditional martial arts for several years since I was a child, so I have some common sense in this area. , later, I have been committed to becoming a competent general practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine bone setting is completely inseparable from the blessing of Chuanwu Kung Fu, so... I have put in some effort. From this, when you came back , take your pulse carefully, and combine it with your age, temperament, especially the habitual movements of your hands and feet, I guessed it right, haha..." Put down the spoon in his hand, Bian Mu smiled and explained. Fan.

With no foundation in martial arts at all, Fan Sanqiao seemed to understand what he heard, but it had nothing to do with him anyway. In addition, Bian Mu guessed it right, so he smiled with the two in front of him and lowered his head. Continue to enjoy the food in front of you.

The dumplings in old duck soup that Zhu Qiangqiang ordered were so delicious that Fan Sanqiao couldn't help but eat a few more bites.

"Doctor Bian is so humble! To tell you the truth, I hang around in the low-level circles of film and television all day long. I also know a lot of friends. When I was doing a pulse diagnosis, my friend introduced me that you have reached the state of spiritual connection. According to what they mean, even if Facing a master of traditional Chinese medicine like Nie Yixiong, you seem to be no different." Zhu Qiangqiang said seriously.

No matter how scholarly Fan Sanqiao was, Nie Yixiong's famous name was naturally heard by him. He knew that Bian Mu was already very powerful, but he was still secretly surprised when he suddenly heard Miss Zhu Qiangqiang praising Bian Mu so much.

"Perhaps... we have all underestimated Bian Mu's true medical skills!" Fan Sanqiao thought to himself.

"Hahaha... This is too outrageous. Let me tell you this, I have met Teacher Nie's eldest disciple and his granddaughter several times. I feel that the eldest disciple has quite a deep connotation. All aspects are much more advanced than I imagined. Logically speaking, Teacher Nie is quite powerful. In many aspects, he is definitely unrivaled in the contemporary world. I know something about this." Bian Mu simply explained objectively. For a moment, honestly speaking, he was definitely not being polite.

"Then you are already very powerful... I wonder if there is any direct connection between my illness and Wu Ti's life? I would like Dr. Bian to clarify." In the end, Zhu Qiangqiang was still most concerned about her condition.

"When did you start learning Chuanwu? Which kind of martial arts did you learn?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Three years old! My father's family was promoted to the top. I don't know which generation. He had an escort, which seemed to be quite famous. It continued until the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China. I heard from my grandma that it had been in the Republic of China for several years. , Our ancestors still had people looking after homes and nursing homes! When I was a child! I learned Kaishou Quan and Wing Chun from my third uncle!" Zhu Qiangqiang told the truth.

"Then... what happened next?" Bian Mu asked while eating soup dumplings.

"Later, I learned the Qingping Sword from an old lady in Wenyue Park for several years, and then... it became a mixed bag, like Changquan, Baguazhang, Taekwondo... I learned some random things, but they were mixed but not refined. They were all just showy. Really I may not even have touched the main entrance yet!" Zhu Qiangqiang has completely trusted Bian Mu, so naturally she will say whatever she wants.

"Oh! Is your third uncle a master?" Bian Mu continued to ask.

"How should I put it? Listen to what relatives and friends around you say. He should be quite powerful. What's wrong?" Zhu Qiangqiang asked casually while recalling his childhood past.

"Then have you learned the internal skills and mental methods from your third uncle? Ordinary breathing also counts." Bian Mu continued to ask.

"No, I have only studied with my third uncle for three or four years. I don't remember learning such advanced kung fu from him. Does breathing count?"

"It depends on what kind of ventilation it is." As he spoke, Bian Mu picked up an unused new bamboo chopstick and handed it to Fan Sanqiao, who was not far away from him, and asked him to use a napkin box to put the chopsticks. The bamboo chopsticks stood at the edge of the table farthest from Bian Mu.

"Miss Zhu! You might as well try taking a deep breath, using palm wind or fist wind. Try to knock the bamboo chopsticks to the ground from a long distance. It doesn't matter if they get dirty. We will follow later The waiter will explain and it will be included in the meal fee." After that, Bian Mu smiled and raised his hand to make a "please" gesture.

After a slight hesitation, Zhu Qiangqiang seemed to guess some of Bian Mu's intentions.

Nodding slightly, Zhu Qiangqiang secretly took a long breath. Suddenly, waving her right arm, she performed a very standard "hand knife flat cutting" style. The wind of her palm was like a knife, and she hit the position where the bamboo chopsticks were standing. The void cracked.

Not to mention, Zhu Qiangqiang's kung fu looks quite decent.

Fan Sanqiao was a complete amateur. He was really shocked when the wind of his palm was slightly raised. He never imagined that the beauty in front of him had actually practiced such authentic Kung Fu.

pity! The bamboo chopsticks shook slightly, but they didn't fall over.

Smiling, Bian Mu signaled Fan Sanqiao to straighten the bamboo chopsticks again.

"Miss Zhu! Please try again." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Okay!" After saying that, Zhu Qiangqiang tried again.

This time, Zhu Qiangqiang changed a move, and Bian Mu knew it. It was a hand-sword style called "Mojia Fist", which focused on actual combat. The bottom was turned upwards and diagonally. The posture was graceful. If used in actual combat, it would be quite useful. Lethality.

pity! The bamboo chopsticks shook slightly, but they still didn't fall down.

However, Bian Mu and Fan Sanqiao also noticed that this time, the bamboo chopsticks were tilted at a much larger angle.

Without waiting for Bian Mu to say more, Zhu Qiangqiang might have gained strength. She took a long breath and tried it for the third time.

This time, she used a variation of "Wing Chun". She was so powerful that she had to use all her strength to knock over the bamboo chopsticks opposite her and fall to the ground before she could give up.

It can be seen that Zhu Qiangqiang should have the kind of character that is soft on the outside but strong on the inside.

What happened was counterproductive! She only shook the bamboo chopsticks two or three times, and in terms of results, it seemed that the force of her chopping was not as strong as the first time.

"Okay!" Bian Mu stopped him with a smile.

Her face was slightly red, and Zhu Qiangqiang felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry! I made you laugh. To be honest, in order to earn more money, I practice all the time in the morning and evening! The chopsticks don't seem to be very far away! The wind of my palm actually shook them and they didn't fall over. In fact, , we usually play this kind of game, and I rarely miss it!" Zhu Qiangqiang said a few words with a smile.

"Let me try!" As he spoke, Bian Mu motioned to Fan Sanqiao to put the bamboo chopsticks back to their original positions. In order to increase the difficulty, Bian Mu also asked Fan Sanqiao to reinforce a napkin around the bamboo chopsticks. box.

"Martial arts is actually one of the important foundations of traditional Chinese medicine, but we don't pay enough attention to it." Before he finished speaking, Bian Mu waved a palm.

The technique is almost exactly the same as the one Zhu Qiangqiang used for the first time.

However, wherever the wind of the palm touched, the bamboo chopsticks fell to the ground not far away.

The sound of landing was crisp, and both Zhu Qiangqiang and Fan Sanqiao were shocked.