Practicing business and practicing medicine

The "Chuanyu Renjia" restaurant is doing quite well in Lijin. There are more than 30 chain stores of various sizes. The door number of the restaurant where Bian Mu and Lao Liangtou dine is TN0023. According to Bian Mu's understanding, This branch should be a joint-venture hotel, which means that the owner of the store still has some autonomy in operating operations as long as he abides by certain rules.

Bian Mu and Lao Liangtou were drinking to their heart's content, when the young waitress served a "Hibiscus and Golden Needle Soup" on a wooden tray. The transparent glass basin was huge in size, with white fungus, bird's nest, lily, wolfberry... clear and picturesque. .

"Gentlemen! This is a special gift from our boss, please use it as you please!" the waitress explained with a smile.

"Hey! This soup looks pretty expensive, thank you!" Bian Mu quickly stood up and said politely.

"You're welcome!" Yanran smiled, and the young waitress backed away.

"Look at what this means, your medical reputation is spreading further and further! Even the small restaurant owners respect you! You are too young, so you have to be steady! I think back then, Zhao Xicheng became famous too early, how much He's a bit hairy, otherwise... he would account for at least one-third of Lijin's medical industry." Lao Liangtou warned in a deep voice.

"Oh! Are you quite familiar with Teacher Zhao?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"I'm not very familiar with him, but I have his contact information. If I encounter any difficulties and need to deal with him in the future, I will give you my contact information." As he spoke, Lao Liangtou drank the good wine in his glass and drank. Put the wine glass upside down on the plate with the cutlery lining.

Lao Liangtou still followed the habits of his elders. At the dinner table, as long as someone had no intention of continuing to drink, he would often take the initiative to put the wine glass upside down in the plate. At that time, if someone forced him to drink, it would be very rude. Easily prone to public anger.

With the evolution of the times, these wine table customs have gradually faded away, and most people born in the 1990s and 2000s have almost no idea about it when they have dinner together.

However, Bian Mu knew about this custom.

Bian Mu quickly stood up and walked around to Lao Liangtou. Bian Mu picked up a large spoon and respectfully served the old man a bowl of "sobering up soup."

Returning to his seat, Bian Mu said with a smile: "I can't get in touch with him. When I was in school, I heard that his illness was miraculous."

"How should I put it? Compared with Nie Yixiong and the others...Old Zhao is extremely spiritual. I am afraid he is unparalleled in the entire Lijin City. Now...even if you are included, compared with him, you are still inferior in this aspect. Quite a bit, but... you have a bit more calmness and a strong sense of modernity. In this regard, he is not as good as you. You two have a congenital lack of precautions against some unclean things in society. It's okay. I'll take it easy in the future. Just practice slowly and practice." After saying that, Lao Liangtou took two sips of the hangover soup.

Bian Mu didn't know how to handle such a conversation, so he stood up and served himself a bowl of "hangover soup" without saying anything.

Old Liangtou was drinking happily today, so he naturally talked more than usual.

"By the way, let me tell you an old story, so that you can learn from it. It seems that Lao Zhao just celebrated his 39th birthday that year. It should be, you know, if this man has some real abilities, Dao Kan'er was 39 years old. He received a female patient at that time. Lao Zhao prescribed a prescription that contained both 'pinellia' and 'aconite'. He was very careful at that time and repeatedly told the woman to cook it. What should I pay attention to when taking medicine and what should I avoid? The woman promised well at the time, and she was almost fine later. Suddenly one day, the woman went to the hospital to trouble Lao Zhao. She had to prescribe the wrong prescription. Other than that, I just want Lao Zhao to be famous and extort some money."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly asked: "What happened next?"

"How crazy Lao Zhao was back then! He refused to admit it until he died!" Lao Liangtou responded with a smile.

"Is that possible?"

"He didn't have that ability. When the woman saw that he was quite strong, she went out to find a lawyer and filed a lawsuit in court."

"Ah?! So bad!"

"No! Lao Zhao lost the first trial and went out of business at home for a while."

"What happened next?" Bian Mu asked.

"I found a few friends, and they all helped me overtly and covertly. I found a very good lawyer. The second trial was sent back for a new trial. Later, the sentence was changed. The woman also gave in. That's it. From now on. , you should be more careful when prescribing."

"Junior, please keep this in mind!"

"That's right! One night, several groups of guys came to your place to cause trouble. Didn't I plant some soft knives on two of them? Counting on my fingers, those two bastards should have come to find you, right?" Suddenly, the conversation changed. Turn around, Lao Liangtou mentioned the old story again.

"You are talking about the 'Black and White Two Evils'!" As he spoke, Bian Mu shook his head gently and briefly explained that the secret lock on Dao Tiao Lian's body had been lifted.

"You call those two bastards 'Black and White'?! Hahaha... Just because one likes to wear white clothes? The other one likes to wear dark clothes?! Are you really a 'Double Evil'?! Tsk! Two of them It's just a little bug, but... it seems that those two little bastards still have a few strong bones, and they can still hold on until now. Don't worry, as expected, they will come to your door to beg you in the near future. By then , you have to stretch your muscles a little more and establish your authority!"

"Hahaha... This junior will all obey your orders!"

"Haha... This soup is good, drink more! Since the owner of this shop respects you, you have to remember that when walking on the street, you have to pay attention to all the rules."

"Junior, please remember this!"

After talking and laughing, the two drank tea for a while. Bian Mu got up and called the waitress to settle the bill. The two said goodbye to each other at the door of the hotel and went their separate ways.

…

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Bian Mu sat alone in front of the table at the "Bian's Clinic" with a kite or something like that. Fan Sanqiao probably worked overtime at the company and hadn't entered the door yet.

The kites Bian Mu tied were divided into one large and one small. What was strange was that from time to time, Bian Mu would weigh the bamboo strips repeatedly on the electronic scale. Look at the meaning. The kites he tied should not be ordinary flying toys. .

Bian Mu was modifying the skeleton there when the female patient named Zheng opened the door and hurried in.

"Doctor Bian! I asked someone to borrow a Tai Chi fitness sword. Do you think it can be used?" As she spoke, the female patient surnamed Zheng handed over the sword together with the scabbard.

Bian Mu stood up and took the fitness sword, then took out the sword and measured it in his right hand.

"Have you just gotten off work?" Bian Mu asked casually while shaking a few sword flowers.

"Hey! She brought it to me in the afternoon, and I came over as soon as I got off work."

"Your son is still in elementary school, right? Don't you need to pick him up?"

"My dad went to pick it up."

"Oh! The portion is okay. It's a little heavy for you. Let's make do with it for a while. It will get better when your arm gradually feels stronger." As he spoke, Bian Mu walked slowly to the middle of the hall. Learned Qingping's sword technique.