Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu struggled to find an imitation bronze mirror, which he used to pass off as a genuine product as a "prop" for Bian Mu's treatment. At least he tried his best to help Ouyang Ziye, hoping that it would be of some help to him. Bian Mu also sincerely hoped for him. get well soon.

What's wrong is what's wrong, but Ouyang Ziye is not a bad person, and Bian Mu doesn't want him to sink and be unable to extricate himself.

Unexpectedly in his dreams, Ouyang Ziye suddenly spoke the truth, revealing the secret medical skills of the Ouyang family that had been passed down for centuries.

"What do you mean... When Senior Ouyang was treating patients, he always kept an ancient Chinese mirror at hand?" Bian Mu asked in surprise.

"Well! Outsiders think that our family has been fond of playing with antiques for generations, but they don't know that it is actually an auxiliary device for us to treat people. Unfortunately... I can't figure it out. My father may be quite disappointed with us. His last words He made it clear that the bronze mirrors must be taken away as burial objects when he was buried, and they were all buried in the ground." At this point, Ouyang Ziye couldn't help but shed a few tears.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Ouyang Ziye missed his father. The father and son were so affectionate that they shed tears. It was okay! The true love has not been lost, Ouyang Ziye can still be saved!

Seeing that he was a little sad, Bian Mu naturally couldn't talk too much. He lowered his head and drank a few sips of tea.

At this time, Huang Boxi returned.

"I have agreed with them to make the dishes lighter. In the past two years, I have eaten too much oil and water and it is difficult to digest. It is better to eat lighter and feel more comfortable. Midnight! Does that bronze mirror look good?" Huang Boxi greeted with a smile. After a moment Ouyang Ziye.

"Top grade! Very good! Doctor Bian, are you just playing around for a few days, or do you plan to make some small profits from it?" After Huang Boxi responded, Ouyang Ziye asked Bian Mu.

"I was joking, I don't understand anything! You have to watch it carefully and keep it by yourself." Bian Mu replied generously.

"How can that work! Such a good shape! This kind of appearance... at least it costs 100,000!" Ouyang Ziye was really confused.

"That's not the case. In the past two years, the antique market has been very weak. Even the best things can't be sold at high prices. Gold has risen sharply. I heard it has exceeded the 700 yuan mark. Alas! There has been prosperity and decline since ancient times. Isn’t it like that? If you like it, take it back and appreciate it for a while. If you find any flaws one day, I will return it to my friend calmly." Bian Mu first made the necessary preparations for himself. To avoid someone exposing the trick in the future, I would have an excuse to deal with it then.

"How could it be! This is definitely a high-quality licensed product. I have grown up watching this thing. I will not miss it. Since Dr. Bian is so generous, I will let you play with it for a few days. Thank you!" Ouyang Ziye smiled said politely.

"You're welcome! This junior has recently learned a lot about Qie Mao. If you don't mind... I'll give you a safe pulse!" As he spoke, Bian Mu glanced at Huang Boxi twice.

"Xiao Bian is eager to learn. We need to help him a little to get you a safe pulse! Doctors don't heal themselves. From now on, we have to give each other a pulse." Huang Boxi smiled and helped a few times. sentence.

"Doctor Bian is now a famous doctor. Of course I can't wait for him!" As he spoke, Ouyang Ziye generously asked Bian Mu to take a radial pulse for him.

At this time, the two waiters began to serve the food.

Bian Mu glanced around casually, but couldn't find any white rice porridge. The kitchen must be cooking it intensively!

"Your pulse is quite calm, so I won't do anything to fiddle with it, yo! Your legs look a little thin. Can I check the surroundings of 'Fuliu point' for you? During palpation, if there is anything uncomfortable, , please let me know in time," Bian Mu said to Ouyang Ziye with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Ouyang Ziye was all focused on the fake bronze mirror at the moment, and he didn't bother to guard against Bian Mu's other deep thoughts.

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"Ouch! It hurts me so much! What's going on? What could happen around the 'Fuliu Point'? I don't think you're trying so hard?! Why did you pinch me so much that it hurts my heart!" While continuing to play with the bronze mirror, Ouyang Ziye explained a little bit.

"Maybe you have been sitting for a long time recently, and some bad information and negative energy have accumulated on those two acupuncture points. Then... do you want me to put a few needles in for you?" At this point, Bian Mu glanced at where Huang Boxi was sitting.

"You have lost a lot of weight recently, so let Xiao Bian give you a few injections! He has made great progress in the recent period." Huang Boxi said a few words of help to Bian Mu.

"Then it's time to work!" Ouyang Ziye agreed quite readily.

"Teacher Ouyang, you're welcome!" As he said this, Bian Mu took out a pack of Gunlong gold needles from his jacket pocket, selected two medium-sized gold needles from them, and inserted a needle on the left and right side of Ouyang Ziye's cheek.

The two injections did not affect Ouyang Ziye's meal, and the three of them chatted while eating.

After a while, a middle-aged waitress came over with a medium-sized casserole. What was cooked in the pot was exactly the white rice nutritional porridge that Bian Mu requested.

As expected by Bian Mu, Ouyang Ziye smelled the fragrant rice porridge and filled a large bowl for himself. Seeing this scene, Bian Mu and Huang Boxi looked at each other and smiled, wishing the descendant of the Ouyang family in front of them a speedy recovery.

The food was almost done, Ouyang Ziye really didn't have much appetite, but fortunately, he also drank all the rice porridge.

It was time to wake up from the needles. Bian Mu removed the two gold needles and sterilized them, and helped Ouyang Ziye repackage the fake bronze mirror and lend it to Ouyang Ziye.

Huang Boxi was prepared. After paying the bill, he made a phone call. Not long after, a young man drove a car at the door of the store and greeted Ouyang Ziye, got in the car and left. Apparently, he was taking him back to his home. Go have a good rest.

Seeing that the special car he called had already driven away, Huang Boxi asked curiously: "What's going on with that bronze mirror?"

"There are many metaphors of traditional Chinese medicine in "A Dream of Red Mansions," do you still remember them?" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"I know! What's the matter? Damn! Now that I think about it...you can really imagine that no matter how shortcomings he has, he can't be compared to that prodigal thing in the Jia family!"

"Maybe you don't read "Dream of Red Mansions" much at ordinary times! The metaphor of that bronze mirror... in the eyes of the younger generation, it means 'righteousness'. I wonder what you always think?"

"You're serious?! Oh...it's really that interesting! You can really figure it out...what's going on with the 'Fuliu Point'?" Huang Boxi is old after all. There are some technical details, and he can't understand them for a while. I really didn’t react.

There is no other way, Cheng Tianjing is thinking about playing with Chinese patent medicines to make money for his children. Huang Boxi has given up on outpatient diagnosis for some years, his hands are raw, and his brain is much slower.

"Let him go! All the responsible information, both physical and mental, has been accumulated in the two big points on the feet. From now on, you will always have to suffer from it. If you have nothing to do, go over and give him some moxibustion. No acupuncture, just moxibustion." It will be effective. You can't rush this, you have to take your time. I believe you will be able to see the specific role of that mirror soon." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Huang Boxi felt more relieved. He believed that Bian Mu would not make fun of Ouyang Ziye's old age. The young man was very kind-hearted.