Merchant and doctor

Tuesday afternoon, after three o'clock, at No. 117 Xinjian Road, "Kangle" Pharmacy.

The sun is slight and the temperature is not much. It has been three days since the beginning of summer, and there are still people in the street wearing thin sweaters.

Bian Mu is researching the "Zuogui Pills" produced by all the manufacturers that are selling in the store. The female shop assistants all know what he does, and everyone is busy with their own work without disturbing each other.

The phone rang, a local unknown number.

"Hello! Who is it?" Bian Mu answered.

"Doctor Bian! Me! Old Zheng! I drove to pick you up yesterday."

"Ouch! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't hear it. Your mother-in-law's test results came out?"

"No! It's almost exactly the same as your diagnosis. My family knows that you have picked out their brothers and sisters, so I don't have the nerve to contact you. Let me ask for you. How can I make better arrangements for the next step?" On the other end of the phone, colleague He The eldest sister's husband, Manager Zheng of the workshop, asked very politely.

"Which hospital did you check?" Bian Mu asked on the other end of the phone.

"Central Hospital."

"what did the doctor say?"

"Hospitalization is recommended."

"What's the result of the physical examination report other than the heart?"

"It doesn't seem too good to hear them say."

"Then go through the hospitalization procedures at the central hospital first, and you work hard, and show me all the medical examination reports you can get." Bian Mu instructed a few words on the phone.

"Okay! Thank you, Doctor Bian! I'll talk to them right now." After finishing speaking, Director Zheng hung up the phone.

……

In the evening, Director Zheng called and he treated guests to talk about his mother-in-law's follow-up treatment.

Bian Mu wanted to approach the company's production workshop, so he agreed.

Not wanting Supervisor Zheng to spend too much money, Bian Mu himself wanted to change the taste, so the two agreed to go to a famous local restaurant to "lazy cook" to eat fried buns.

Director Zheng wanted to make friends with a capable person like Bian Mu, so he specially took a taxi and brought a bottle of sauce-flavored wine worth more than 2000 yuan in his hand. He was planning to have a few drinks with Bian Mu.

For the convenience of talking, Director Zheng deliberately chose a small cubicle with a moderate location on the second floor. Unlike ordinary private rooms, this small cubicle does not have a door, but only a hollow curtain made of linen blend. much smaller.

However, the privacy is enough for two people to discuss something while eating.

"Stir-fried flower armor", "cumin duck slices", "cold ice shredded ears", "lamb skewers", "braised pork", "deep-fried crispy small yellow croaker", the staple food is crispy fried buns, meat and vegetarian stuffing Both.

Originally, he wanted to save Director Zheng a couple of dollars, but when the dishes were ready, Bian Mu thought that with that bottle of famous wine, it would be really not cheap for this table.

Bian Mu found that Director Zheng is very good at ordering dishes, and all of them are local wine and famous dishes. He must be a person who is very good at living.

Suddenly, Bian Mu remembered that his father also loves to drink. He has worked hard all his life. Whether he cooks at home or eats out, his father is absolutely reluctant to have such a table of appetizers for a good meal.

Bian Mu felt that he was sorry for his father.

"Doctor Bian! Doctor Bian! The small yellow croaker fried in his house is amazing, try it!" While persuading the food, Director Zheng noticed that Doctor Bian was a little distracted.

"Oh...is that so? It looks very appetizing." While talking, Bian Mu picked up a small yellow croaker and tasted a few mouthfuls.

"Hmm...crispy on the outside and tender on the inside! How patient it is to make dry fried fish like this!" Bian Mu also expressed his admiration.

"No! The proprietress and her father are responsible. I heard that they have replaced several apprentices, but they have not found an ideal candidate. The old man is almost ninety, and he is still working hard for his children. It's not easy!" Director Zheng gave Bian Mu poured a glass of fine white wine.

"Hey! Everyone is like that! Did you bring the results of the physical examination? Let me take a look."

"Here it is!" As he spoke, Director Zheng got up and walked to the window sill, took a file bag and handed it to Bian Mu.

While chewing the small yellow croaker, Bian Mu carefully studied one portion after another...

Director Zheng is very polite, Bian Mu doesn’t move any dishes, he absolutely doesn’t move his chopsticks; occasionally, Bian Mu puts down his chopsticks and uses them to read the medical report carefully, Manager Zheng also put down his chopsticks very naturally, and sits there quietly Waiting quietly.

It can be seen that Supervisor Zheng is a very good tutor.

……

"Don't wait for me, you're being polite, isn't the dish cold?" While speaking, Bian Mu tasted a piece of "braised pork".

"It's okay! It's just right to eat right now." As he spoke, Director Zheng picked up his chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls of Bingsi ears.

"Looking at the results of the physical examination, the condition of the old lady is worse than I imagined. Considering that there is no suitable person to accompany the old man, I suggest to have an operation!"

"A pacemaker?"

"Yes, it's better to use imported ones. Let's find out which doctor to ask for the operation!"

"Understood! Then... which hospital is suitable for you? They said that you have been treated in 'Hui Kang' before, and I heard that the conditions there are quite good."

"The hospital conditions and operating environment are quite good. Although this kind of minimally invasive surgery is quite mature now, it can be performed in any decent hospital, but... the old lady is getting old, so it's better to choose a safe one." The doctor is more reassuring." While talking, Bian Mu put the chopsticks aside, and explained a few words with a serious expression.

"Then... Which hospital is suitable?" Supervisor Zheng asked again.

"The central hospital has stronger technical strength in this area, and the overseas returnees are in sync with the world's advanced level in all aspects." Bian Mu explained.

"Really? That's easy, it's done! Let's just go there! Then... We will go through the hospitalization procedures tomorrow, and I will ask Dr. Bian to take care of who will perform the operation."

"I know a doctor named Yue over there. She can help. I will definitely help you to finalize this matter before noon tomorrow at the latest."

"Thank you so much! Doctor Bian! I respect you!"

"You're welcome!" As he said that, Bian Mu raised his glass and clinked glasses with Director Zheng.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.Bian Mu smiled and asked for advice: "Recently, I did research on the street and found that the ingredients of cold clearing granules produced by first-line manufacturers are all exactly the same. What are the specific differences between them?"

"The Ganmao granules produced by our company have always ranked first in the province and ranked second in China. The production processes of each company are similar. If we want to talk about the differences... it is mainly reflected in the selection of raw materials, the separation of ingredients, the purification of technology, and the digitization of the compatibility of monarchs and ministers. These aspects! I usually only take charge of one workshop, and I don’t know much about it.”

"Oh! What does the so-called technology refinement mean? If it doesn't involve secrecy, please give me some pointers."

"It's okay, you are Dong Yushan's person, and the company will not hide many things from you. The reason why our company can maintain a fairly good profit for many years is mainly due to our unique 'GTBer' assisted extraction technology. 'GTBer' is a microwave technology, and when and where it came from, I'm not sure."

"Oh! So that's it! Are there big differences in the curative effects of similar products?"

"This... How should I put it! The technology and production of the first-line manufacturers have already passed the test. Although they are all high-quality drugs, the difference in curative effect is not small. Of course, who can score for a Chinese patent medicine like Ganmaoqing? It’s working, how to use it! It’s quite complicated.” Supervisor Zheng explained a few words with a smile.