Practicing business and practicing medicine

In the treatment of anorexia, traditional Chinese medicine still has certain advantages.

Bian Mu is particularly good at this aspect. In his opinion, every anorexic patient is like a naturally occurring leaf and will never be completely identical, identical or similar to other anorexic patients. As long as the root cause of the disease can be found, this disease is actually best treated.

"How is your lover's appetite? Has he experienced symptoms similar to yours?" Bian Mu continued to ask.

"Him?! Average, neither good nor bad, just average, not good, not bad. He likes to drink some wine, but he has never been drunk. Generally speaking... So far, he has... There is no obvious sign of anorexia." Ms. Zuo recalled carefully for a long time, thinking that her husband's appetite should be normal.

"Really? That's okay, you only have one child?"

"Yes, she is a girl. She is well-behaved. She is only so-so in studies. She is not good enough." Ms. Zuo replied with a smile.

"Oh! Didn't you have a second child?"

"No, our wages are not high. If we have another child, it will be financially difficult, so... we have never had any more children."

"How does your daughter usually eat?"

"She loves to drink drinks, hates boiled water the most, and loves to eat meat. As long as her father and I don't emphasize it, she doesn't eat much vegetables. Fruits are okay, but she doesn't eat much." Ms. Zuo responded with a calm expression.

"Really? Do you order takeout more often, go to your parents' place to eat, or cook by yourself? You can talk about this as much as possible, I don't mind." Bian Mu He explained with a flat expression.

"Oh... we almost never eat food from outside. It's expensive and not nutritious. We cook and eat by ourselves. On weekends, we go to our parents' houses for a meal. Alas! It's a bit of a routine."

"Then...to judge objectively, how are the cooking skills of you two?"

"Cooking skills?! I think it's generally on the lower side. Neither of us are very good at cooking. It's just a daily meal."

"It looks like this... Come on! Take a pulse." As he spoke, Bian Mu began to take his pulse.

Ms. Zuo's pulse was very weak. It took a long time for Bian Mu to press the root of the pulse...

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"The pulse is okay, nothing serious, and the stomach is calm. It's much better than I thought. May I ask how often you move?" Bian Mu asked patiently.

"How often? Once a year or two? I can't tell. We don't want to trouble our relatives and friends. We have to find a moving company called 'Flower Rhinoceros' to move every time. I'll check the relevant orders later and get back to you?"

"That's not necessary. Anyway, your family of three moves quite frequently, right?"

"Yes! Anyway, compared with relatives and friends, we move much more frequently."

"I understand! Let's do this! When you go back today, please use an empty bucket of pure water to fill me with half a bucket of drinking water that people usually use, which is the kind of water used for drinking tea and cooking. We have empty buckets here. Later, Son, take two back and bring them to me tomorrow. In addition, the other empty bucket, please go to the place where you lived and fetch me another half bucket of water. If it's inconvenient, I'll do it." Bian Mu said. The doctor's instructions sounded a little strange.

Li Yunhu was not far away from Bian Mu. When he heard this, he quickly went to the corner to get two small empty water purification buckets and placed them gently at Ms. Zuo's feet.

"Do you suspect that we are a little acclimated?! But...my husband and my daughter usually eat normally..."

"That's hard to say. When you come here next time, if it's convenient, you'd better ask your husband and daughter to come with you. I have to talk to them."

"Okay! Then I won't bother you." After that, Ms. Zuo went out carrying two empty buckets.

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During lunch time, Bian Mu called Assistant Zhang. Assistant Zhang replied that Mr. Luo had to go to the market for a meeting and there were working meals there. He really couldn't ask for leave. He would have to postpone taking Luo Jiaming's pulse.

After saying hello to Li Yunhu, Bian Mu took a taxi and went straight to the "Yunmeng Chuxiang" restaurant, where Chen Yueqing was waiting.

The weather was getting colder, so Bian Mu and Chen Yueqing made an appointment to have fish stew hot pot.

The "Yunmeng Chuxiang" restaurant is located in a somewhat remote location, six or seven kilometers south of Beicheng, where there is a semi-artificial and semi-natural freshwater lake, Mengxiang Lake.

The owner of "Yunmeng Chuxiang" is very capable. He actually got the official approval and built a leisure and entertainment resort on the south bank of Mengxiang Lake, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The "Yunmeng Chuxiang" restaurant is the main service item of the resort. The charges are pretty good, and ordinary citizens rarely visit this place.

This was the first time Bian Mu had been back to a place like this. As soon as he entered the foyer on the first floor, he saw a waiter who looked like a doorman and asked very politely: "Are you Dr. Bian? Mr. Chen is already here, please follow me!"

"Really? Could you please lead the way? Sorry, this is my first time here. Do I have to give you a tip later?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"No, no! Mr. Chen has already given me a reward. He is a senior member here and has many discounts. You can just eat and drink with peace of mind." The waiter sounded quite serious when he spoke.

"Really? Thanks for the tip!"

"Don't take it seriously, please come this way!"

"Yunmeng Chuxiang" is much bigger than Bian Mu imagined. The two of them walked a long distance in a twist and turn. To be honest, if it weren't for the enthusiastic guidance of the waiter, Bian Mu wouldn't have known it for a while. I really can't find the place.

"It's Mr. Chen who's fishing over there, please help me!" After saying that, the waiter turned back to the front hall without mentioning it.

"Ouch! Mr. Chen is so elegant!" Bian Mu stepped forward and was polite.

"Hi! I just asked you to come out and relax. I'm so lucky that I didn't catch any fish. The hot pot here uses fresh fish as the main ingredient. If you can't catch it, you have to pay someone to come over and help. It's so childish. Big reduction, come on! See your luck." As he spoke, Chen Yueqing stood up and shook hands with Bian Mu warmly.

The fishing position where Bian Mu is sitting is a little northwest, which belongs to the Yin position, with metal, wood, water, fire and earth as the main wood. The position is good or bad.

I lowered my head and looked at the water flowing under the steps, eh! Natural living water, the current flow rate is really not slow. Catching fish in this situation requires some effort. It seems that it is not that Mr. Chen is not good at fishing, but the fishing environment is a bit special.

"Director Chen! Can I change seats by myself?" Bian asked with a smile as he didn't understand the rules here.

"Whatever, whatever! Where is the right place for us to move to?"

"Just move further to the left. My adjustment like this won't affect the hot pot seats of other diners, right?" Just ask if you don't understand. Bian Muke doesn't care about face or not.

"Haha... No, no, the hot pot tables here are mobile, and the tents can be changed at any time, as long as they don't collide with other diners." Chen Yueqing explained a few words with a smile.

"That's okay, it's over here. I'll go over and ask a few waiters to help move our hot pot tables here!" As he spoke, Bian Mu turned around and planned to walk back to arrange some things.

"No, no! You catch your fish, I'll go over and arrange the arrangements." As he spoke, Chen Yueqing stood up and arranged for the dining table to be moved.

The yin and yang water levels, the angle of sunlight, the average flow rate of the lake... After repeated calculations for a while, I found a good location, put on the bait and took a shot.

While waiting for the fish to take the bait, Bian Mu looked around naturally. By chance, he spotted a young and tall figure sitting at the hot pot table not far away.

"Why does that man look so much like Dr. Lu Yisi? It turns out... he also has this kind of elegance!" Bian Mu couldn't help but thought to himself.