Merchant and doctor

Chapter 119 Borrowing Objects to Improve Medical Skills
There is absolutely no need for the San Qiangzi to frame Huang Boxi. Obviously, when Bian Mu went out to see off the guests, Huang Boxi tried to open the wooden box to see what happened without asking who it was given to.

Is this what seniors should do? !

not authentic!
Bian Mu quickly found the mechanism hidden in the wooden box, stretched out his right index finger and pressed lightly, and heard a soft "beep", a small door popped out from the corner of the wooden box, and a simple twister was hidden in the small door. The dynamic lock is made of real copper, small and exquisite, and it looks like an old thing at first glance.

Bian Mu stretched out his hand and twisted it three times to the left, then twisted it twice to the right in the opposite direction, hey!There is a sky dome on the top of the wooden box, and its size is about one-third of the top cover.

Bian Mu stretched out his hand and tried to push it, and the top cover of the wooden box opened automatically.

Witnessing the whole process of Bian Mu opening the box, Huang Boxi's face changed somewhat, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Old Huang! Please give me your hand!" After finishing speaking, Bian Mu wrapped the "pulse pillow" in a piece of silk interlining and put it on the coffee table, asking Huang Boxi to have a look.

The two gathered around the coffee table to observe for a long time.

"It's a good thing! It's an old product! Look at the material, shape, and color...it should be something made by Hutian Kiln. Come on! Let's try it first." As he spoke, Huang Boxi put his left wrist on his pulse On the pillow, ask Bian Mu to feel his pulse.

Bian Mu got started, good guy!The pulse image was magnified at least 5 times.

It really is a good thing!
As a junior, Bian Mu was too embarrassed to play with an ax in front of Mr. Huang, so he stopped after a while.

"Old Huang! Try it!" While talking, Bian Mu put his right hand bowl on the porcelain pulse pillow.

Huang Boxi was serious about his pulse, and after finishing the number, he signaled Bian Mu to change to his left hand with his right hand. After a while, Huang Boxi smiled and remained silent.

"It's much more sensitive than the legends. No wonder the older generation of Chinese medicine practitioners like to use this kind of hollow and breathable pulse pillow. The pulse image is directly magnified. The porcelain is cool and cool, and it also has the effect of clearing away heat and reducing fire. Good thing!"

"Which generation is this thing from?" Bian Mu asked curiously.

"It should be from the Song Dynasty. This has to be brought to the auction house. If the expert's appraisal is true, it must be estimated at least 50 yuan." Huang Boxi replied with a smile.

"Ah?! That's too expensive. I'll send them back tomorrow and it won't be too late for us to return to the city."

"Don't worry! This piece of Song Dynasty porcelain is quite exquisite in shape. I suspect it's not a folk item. Maybe it's from an official kiln. Guess what is that mythical beast lying underneath?" Huang Boxi smiled. asked.

"The younger generation is just a noob in this regard, so please ask Mr. Huang to make it clear."

"If I'm not wrong, this beast should be the legendary 'Ting Ting'. If v is really like that, this pulse pillow is worth a fortune! It is especially outstanding in medicine. I just took your pulse. My heart is beating violently, and this kind of induction is unheard of, don't rush to return it, let's borrow it from them first, and it won't be too late to return it after we decipher all the medical meanings in it."

Bian Mu felt that what Huang Boxi said was reasonable. Although the three strong sons and fathers were a little weird, they really didn't understand the way of medicine. It's really useless to put this magical pulse pillow in their hands, but look at the father and son The looks of the two, and their family background should be quite poor. If I go back to the city to discuss with Assistant Zhang, if I really find a suitable buyer for them, I will sell them at a net price of 50, which will be enough for the father and son to spend three to five years of.

"Then let's keep it for now. I'll think about it later. If there's anything I don't understand, I can ask you for advice at any time."

"Hmm! That wooden box doesn't look simple, and you put it away carefully, maybe you can sell it for a good price in the future!"

"The juniors are all up to you! It's getting late, if you want to eat something, I'll make it for us."

"Let's make some vegetarian dumplings! I'll make stuffing for us, can you make noodles?"

"No problem!" After finishing speaking, Bian Mu carefully put the so-called Hutian Kiln Vein Pillow into the wooden box and put it away, operated it in reverse, and locked it again.

Huang Boxi's petty tricks were exactly as the three Qiangzi said, somewhat disrespectful, and Bian Mu was not stupid, so he had to guard against it.

Reminiscent of Huang Boxi's initiative to add Dr. Yue's contact information, Mr. Huang is actually a very worldly person, and there is still a gap between him and his own way of doing things.

Bian Mu had to be a little more careful, and went straight back to his guest room with the wooden box in his arms, placing his hands in an inconspicuous corner with a small seat blocking it.

Eggplant with minced meat, dry-stir-fried green beans, shredded pork with celery, fried bacon with folded ear root, tomato and egg soup, standard four dishes and one soup, the staple food is vegetarian dumplings.

They had to rush back to work tomorrow morning, neither of them had a drink.

Both of them were able to go to the kitchen, and they finished the dishes while talking and laughing. During the dinner, the two had an in-depth discussion on the medical chemistry of traditional Chinese medicine, and both benefited a lot from each other. too much……

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After seven o'clock in the morning, Bian Muren was already in the single dormitory.

Taking out the pulse pillow again, Bian Mu looked at it for a long time, pondered over and over again for a long time, Bian Mu finally decided not to listen to Huang Boxi, and borrowed a period of time to take the patient's pulse first, and figure out the special medical function of it.

Bian Mu believes that the father of the Three Qiangzi definitely has a special temperament, and has his own way of thinking about money and fame. In fact, the Three Qiangzi have already said a lot of things very clearly.

On the contrary, Huang Boxi, obsessed with fame and wealth, made things a little complicated.

After cleaning the inside and outside of the house, Bian Mu changed his clothes and went to the consultation room early to wait for the doctor.

The first patient was only 12 years old, just after his birthday. The little boy couldn’t sit still all day long. He moved and moved, and his brain was always unable to concentrate. I was so anxious that I tried everything I could, but it didn't help.

So, someone suggested that they hang Bian Mu's number to try their luck.

"Little friend! Let's put our hands on this little porcelain pillow. Yes, it's right here. It's cool and comfortable! Hehe... Uncle will take your pulse first." After coaxing for a while, Bian Mu began to take his pulse seriously.

The ancient porcelain pillow was really extraordinary, the pulse condition of the little patient was magnified at least three times, and some pulse condition changes were never encountered by Bian Mu.

Bian Mu was both surprised and happy. Considering that he had to fully digest and absorb it, he estimated that he could only see 15 patients at most this morning. Therefore, Bian Mu comforted the little boy, got up and walked to Nurse Lin, Tell the truth.

"There really are such miraculous things in this world! This is a good thing! Let's not have 15, if there is more time, 10, and all other patients will be postponed. Don't worry about it, I have my own arrangements!"

"Thank you very much!"

"It should be, I wish you to become a miracle doctor as soon as possible! We will all follow suit!" After finishing speaking, Nurse Lin went out to arrange for those waiting patients in the back line to come to see a doctor in the afternoon or \o,\v tomorrow morning, and the small gifts that should be given It is a lot of things.

(End of this chapter)