Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu invited Sister Lan aside and briefly learned about the little boy's specific situation.

The little boy seemed to have a pretty good relationship with Ms. Yue. When he saw his mother walking away, a smile appeared on his face and he chatted with Ms. Yue's little daughter.

"Looking at his eyes...it shouldn't be a big problem, but...medical injuries are easy to cure, but the 'root cause' of the school and parents' 'illness' are difficult to cure. Have you ever considered transferring to another school?" Bian said. Mu asked with a serious expression.

"I've asked all these questions, but it's impossible to do it unless I go back to his grandfather's place, his father's hometown. The teaching quality there is so bad, it's ruining the school! If you have a way, help us!" Sister Lan frowned and explained. A few words.

"Why are you fighting?" Bian Mu asked softly.

"It's not that they were fighting each other, it was that they teamed up to bully my children. Here's what happened... My son's academic performance was not bad. There was that pretty little girl chasing him all day long asking all kinds of questions. At first, Everyone got along well, but later on, some of the students also engaged in puppy love! A few lads chased some pretty girls among them, but how could anyone take notice of them? They didn’t pay attention to them at all. They felt it was quite embarrassing, so they just All the anger is directed at my son."

"So that's what happened! Did you suffer a loss?" Bian Mu asked.

"Well! When I was a child, his father and I had never touched him. He suddenly suffered a lot. He felt wronged by the boss. Some of his parents had some background. My family had three punches. He couldn't beat me, he was fawning, he was so anxious, he couldn't even say a curse word, and asking him to take his children to school actually didn't do much good. My son is smart, kind-hearted, and considerate of his parents. He gritted his teeth and I apply to take a leave of absence to study at home for the high school entrance exam next year!"

"A very arrogant child! Amazing! After being beaten and bullied, did you go to the relevant department to have your injuries examined?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan shook her head gently.

"A half-grown child can hit hard. You've seen it too. You can't see anything on his face. He's just scared and a little timid. You have to find a way. Make some prescriptions and we'll take them back and drink them. He should get better. You can hurry up!" As soon as Sister Lan said these words, Bian Mu couldn't stand listening.

"Sister Lan! You think of today's students a bit too simply. In order to avoid punishment, they never take the initiative to slap your children in the face. Your son is already half-year-old, and his academic performance is so good. He needs face very much and is mentally strong. I will definitely not tell you two if I grit my teeth, alas! According to this, the child is really pitiful, he needs to be strong!" At this point, Bian Mu sighed softly.

Upon hearing this, Sister Lan immediately understood what was going on, and burst into tears. She raised her eyes to look at her son, and shrugged her shoulders, which showed that she was extremely sad.

"You sit there for a while, don't let the kids see him. I'll go over and have a chat with him. You can come back later." Bian Mu said with a heavy expression.

Sister Lan nodded slightly, looked at Bian Mu gratefully, and stepped aside to wipe her tears.

"Young man! Come! Let's take a pulse!" Bian Mu walked to where Ms. Yue and the others were sitting and said to the little boy in a gentle tone.

"Pulse check?! I'm not sick. Which pulse should I check? Mom! Auntie! If nothing happens, let's go back!" Yes! The little boy didn't appreciate it at all, and as he spoke, he was ready to leave.

"Haha... Does taking your pulse prove that you are sick? Haha... Young man, there is a kind of pulse called 'Peace Pulse' which is equivalent to a routine physical examination. It's normal. Some people beg me and I'm too lazy to pay attention to them. How about one?"

"Okay! Thank you, uncle!" The little boy changed his mind.

…

"Why are kids so ruthless these days! Really!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu couldn't help but look at the little boy in front of him sympathetically.

"Have you seen the bricks usually used to build houses?" Suddenly, Bian Mu said this.

After being slightly startled, the little boy immediately replied: "My dad has baked bricks for people before, but it's hard work!"

"If you have enough energy, can you break a brick with a fist or a slap?"

After hearing this, the little boy was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "After practicing for a few years, I believe I can do it too!"

"Have ambition! Many of those short videos taken online are fake. Today, another uncle and I will perform a performance for you. Do you want to watch the fun?" Bian Mu said these words suddenly.

Upon hearing this, the little boy was stunned for a moment, and then looked surprised.

"Okay! You're not just trying to fool me, are you? I've heard that scammers use prop bricks. With a little effort, I can shoot them in half!"

"Ouch! I know a lot! Let's go! Let's go to the backyard!" After that, Bian Mu greeted everyone, opened the back door and walked out. At the same time, Bian Mu called Luo Zhanqi.

Luo Zhanqi was so smart. When he saw that it was Bian Mu's call, he quickly glanced at the back window of the clinic.

Bian Mu turned back to the back window and gestured to Luo Zhanqi through the glass.

Luo Zhanqi understood immediately and stretched out his right hand to make an "ok" gesture to Bian Mu, which meant that everything was ready.

Bian Mu understood and returned the same gesture to Luo Zhanqi.

"Young man! Look, if Uncle Luo and I compete, who has a better chance of winning?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Uncle Luo! You are a bit thin, and your hands are thin and tender, so you won't be able to do it!" The little boy is quite good at talking.

"Really? Then I want to try it!" Having said this, Bian Mu walked to the bricks that Luo Zhanqi had placed in advance, then picked a hard brick stained with cement blocks and handed it to the little boy.

"Try to see if it's the prop brick you mentioned." Bian Mu said with a smile.

The little boy couldn't wait to take the brick in his hand, stamping his feet, breaking it, and slapping it with his hands... After a long time, the old brick was still intact.

"Is it a real brick?" Bian Mu walked to the little boy and asked with a smile.

"It's true!" the little man responded with certainty.

"Watch it!" As he spoke, Bian Mu reached out and took the brick with the old cement block in it. He lifted the brick into the air with his left hand and held it steady.

Suddenly, Bian Mu had no luck, and his right hand suddenly struck hard from top to bottom.

No need to ask, just slap it off with one palm!

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Bian Mu took the bricks casually and broke them with one palm. The bricks were not empty.

The little boy's eyes widened.

"Are you okay?" He walked to the little boy and asked with a smile.

"It's pretty awesome! Have you practiced before?"

"After practicing for a few days, as long as you practice well and persist for a long time, you can learn it!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Really?! Can Uncle Luo also break bricks with one palm?" At this point, the little boy glanced at where Luo Zhanqi was standing.

"Okay! Doctor Luo! Try breaking a brick for the young man." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Zhanqi saw Luo Zhanqi's hands rising and falling, and he was slapped with bricks into three small severed heads.

The little boy was so envious at that time that he didn't say anything for a long time.