Practicing business and practicing medicine

When Bian Mu called, Yan Yunxiu happened to be preparing to cook at her parents' house. This year's Spring Festival holiday was long, and she always loved spending more time with her parents as long as she had time.

It's no different from previous years. Yan Yunxiu's husband always wants to drag her to his parents' house more times, but Yan Yunxiu refuses without politeness. For this reason, the couple has still had some remnants of the cold war recently.

According to Bian Mu's original intention, he placed the new year's goods at the door of Yan Yunxiu's parents' unit. After the two of them handed over, he went elsewhere.

Yan Yunxiu didn't treat Bian Mu as an outsider at all. She repeatedly invited Bian Mu to go upstairs to meet her parents on the grounds that there were too many things for her to carry alone.

It is an ordinary small high-rise residential building. The Yan family lives in the west door on the 6th floor. There are two rooms on one staircase and an elevator. The house looks good. It should have been built by a serious first-tier real estate development company.

"Uncle, aunt! Happy New Year!" As soon as he entered the door, Bian Mu put the new year's goods in his hands on the ground and wished the two elders of the Yan family a happy new year.

"Ouch! You must be that little miracle doctor!" Father Yan recognized Bian Mu immediately.

"Don't dare to take it seriously! There are rumors on the street that the layout of your home seems quite reasonable. Do you also study metaphysics such as "The Book of Changes" in your daily life?" Father Yan looked like a refined and elegant man. Scholar, even though it was the first time they met, Bian Mu had a good impression of him.

"Awesome! I usually only have two hobbies when I have nothing to do: playing Go and pondering about Yi Xue. Listening to your tone, you are also an expert? By the way, medicine and Yi Xue come from the same source. Since you are so good at medicine, Yi Xue Naturally, his cultivation level is not much different." When he said this, Yan's father's face was full of joy.

"Stop talking, please take a seat, Doctor Bian!" Yan's father greeted Bian Mu and took a seat on the sofa in the living room.

At this time, a young lady who looked quite similar to Yan Yunxiu made a cup of tea for Bian Mu with a smile on her face. Judging from her description, the person should be Yan Yunxiu's sister.

"Uncle, aunt! I have to go to a few more places, so I won't bother you too much. If I have time another day, I will visit you again to ask you about the difficulties in Yi learning." After speaking, Bian Mu stood up and left.

Everyone in the Yan family had a very good impression of Bian Mu and repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay. Seeing that Bian Mu insisted on saying goodbye, Yan's father quickly called his wife and brought Bian Mu two New Year's gifts. The packaging seemed to be of good quality, which shows the Yan family's hospitality. Sincerity.

Yan Yunxiu sent Bian Mu to the street before he stopped.

"Is that your sister just now?"

"Hey! I was so busy listening to you and my dad being so polite that I forgot to introduce you to my sister. She graduated with a master's degree this year from Beiqi University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, majoring in integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine."

"Really? Has the unit implemented it?"

"Yes! She ranked first in both the written test and the interview. I have already received the official letter. I also said that I would treat her to a guest one day to celebrate."

"Which hospital?"

"City No. 2 Hospital, Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Top three! Really good!"

"No, it's so difficult. My parents have been struggling with this matter for more than a year. Oh! It's so complicated! It's like a war."

"It's not hard to imagine...the wind is blowing now, please come back quickly!"

"Then you go slower on the road."

"Easy! Goodbye!" After hailing a taxi, Bian Mu waved to Yan Yunxiu and left.

The road was not smooth, so Teng Daili had to go another day.

…

When he woke up at 16:17 in the afternoon, Bian Mu was about to call Vice President Zhou to ask him to go to the clinic to get a few injections, when his cell phone rang!

Drug farmer Lao Pei’s phone number.

"My son is doing well, and there are no outsiders at home. If it's convenient for you, can you come over and sit down?" On the phone, Lao Pei invited Bian Mu to sit at his son's house.

"The host and guest are in different places, it's awkward! How about... let's find a decent teahouse near the master's house and sit for a while?"

"Nearby... then it has to be Tianyin Pavilion."

"Okay! I'm familiar with that area. In addition, there is an important patient who has been undergoing treatment recently. I don't dare to miss it. I'll make an appointment with him. He seems to be a frequent visitor to Tianyin Pavilion. , maybe he is a high-level VIP customer, and we can benefit from him."

"How come we are so particular about our own people? You can arrange it as you like, so let's set off now?"

"Okay! Let's meet and chat!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

…

Vice President Zhou was visiting a close friend's house. After receiving a call from Bian Mu, he immediately made a reservation at "Tianyin Pavilion" and booked a very elegant private room on the third floor. Before leaving, I conveniently took away a valuable book from my old friend.

…

"Tianyin Pavilion" has 303 private rooms on the third floor.

Naturally, Vice President Zhou arrived first, and then Bian Mu pushed the door open. The two exchanged a few polite words. Bian Mu said that he was going downstairs to pick up a senior, and told Vice President Zhou that the senior was a hermit and hoped that he would be polite in terms of etiquette. After paying more attention, Vice President Zhou naturally agreed.

After all, Vice President Zhou graduated from a prestigious university with a doctorate, and his IQ is absolutely online. Now, his life is firmly in the hands of Dr. Bian. Naturally, he can do whatever he says. What’s more, Vice President Zhou’s family background is quite good. There is no need to explain more about etiquette.

After Bian Mu went downstairs and waited for a while, he met several familiar patients in twos and threes. Everyone was very respectful to Bian Mu. The "Tianyin Pavilion" doormen, waiters, and waiters who were standing around were naturally on duty. He couldn't help but look at Bian Mugao.

"Sorry! I took the wrong road. The streets have changed a lot. I don't even know my way around." As he spoke, Pei Shanshan, a medicine farmer, arrived a step late.

"I'm one of you, why are you so polite? Please!" As he spoke, Bian Mu politely welcomed Lao Pei into the private room 303.

Bian Mu introduced the two of them, and Vice President Zhou performed several formal rituals one after another, showing great respect for Lao Pei. Lao Pei didn't know that this was arranged by Bian Mu in advance, so he felt very grateful.

"Vice President Zhou, have you taken the hair I asked you to prepare with you?"

"Bring it, bring it, but unfortunately, not much!" As he spoke, Vice President Zhou dug out a white copper box from the leather bag he carried with him and handed it to Bian Mu respectfully.

Bian Mu opened it and checked it. It was OK. Vice President Zhou had already had it cleaned and dried.

"Senior! Vice President Zhou has a special condition. Please find a friend to help him process this thing." Bian Mu handed the white copper box to the drug farmer Lao Pei.

"It's a small matter. Let them deliver it to you another day." As he spoke, Lao Pei collected the white copper box.

There were smart people on both sides, so Bian Mu didn't waste time. He took out a golden needle and pricked Vice President Zhou's two forearms. It would take a while for the needle to wake up, so Bian Mu and Lao Pei sat in another corner. We chatted for a while.

Naturally, Vice President Zhou just sat there and flipped through the books he had brought...

"Uncle Pei! Please take a look at this." As he spoke, Bian Mu took out the gold and jade waistband.

"Where did you get it?" As he said this, the medicine farmer Lao Pei held up the gold and jade waist plate and looked at it carefully.

Bian Mu smiled and briefly introduced the origins of the two similar waist cards.

"Haha... It is destined that you will become a master of Chinese medicine in the future, God's will!" Lao Pei suddenly sighed.

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was naturally very happy.