Merchant and doctor

From the very beginning, Bian Mu knew that individual clinics were not easy to operate.

Not to mention anything else, thick-skinned, clever talk, hypocrisy and obedience... It is difficult for him to pass the compulsory courses of Philosopher's Philosophy.

Sima Kui is definitely a top expert in this aspect. To describe him as a philistine is to flatter him. Even so, the old guy can say such a profound and personal insight. Bian Mu is convinced that what the old guy said All true.

In other words, if Bian Mu wanted to uphold Qi Huang's righteous way, he would have to wear a few more layers of armor.

Sima Kui said everything, and he had to make up for the lesson of traditional Chinese medicine classics anyway.

It is located in the penultimate room on the west side of the third floor. It sounds quiet outside the new office, and it is very convenient for Bian Mu to sit in the office and make a phone call.

The phone went through, but no one answered.

Waited for a while, called again, still no one answered.

Thinking that Mr. Yang had something to do, Bian Mu connected the power supply, turned on the new laptop, and simply activated the Internet connection.

He has almost sorted out the improved formula and preparation process plan of "Yijin Wan (San)", and has repeatedly demonstrated it many times. Bian Mu thinks that it is impeccable.

According to common sense, he should have a good discussion with Uncle Huang, and try his best to polish the curative effect of this famous regional medicine. Afterwards, everyone will benefit from it, which can be called a win-win cooperation.

However, Huang Boxi did not show any intention of cooperation in this regard.

Being in a hurry is not a business, and Bian Mu has learned a lot now, so naturally there is nothing wrong with it.

"The background is different. The guy from Tao Wenjie's city mansion is much deeper than me. He clearly wants the improved formula and preparation process plan of 'Yijin Wan (San)', but he just keeps silent. Why? Wait for me Will I take the initiative to sell to her and the board of directors behind her? That's impossible... Once I open my mouth, I will be passive, and I will definitely suffer a loss in terms of price, but... I can't sell the plan to other companies, either. For example, 'Yiyoukang', if you leave the key equipment of the 'Liu Shunrong' workshop for no other reason, the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced, so wait a little longer!She can stretch me, and I can also hang her! " Bian Mu thought secretly.

At this moment, Uncle Yang called back.

"What's up?"

"Please help me find out something... It sounds a little noisy over there, what's the matter? Where are you?" On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu heard that the surrounding environment of Uncle Yang was a little messy, so he asked casually with concern.

"At a relative's house, wait a minute! I'll go upstairs and talk to you on the terrace." As he spoke, he heard the noise getting farther and farther away.

After a while, Mr. Yang spoke.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

"Small matter! How about...you do your work first, and I'll contact you after dinner?"

"It's all right! But it's okay to say."

"Please help me find out, is there anyone in the city who has been collecting classics of traditional Chinese medicine for many years, before the Republic of China, or from the Republic of China to the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China." On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu briefly stated his request.

"Oh... still getting used to it, you really should fill in these loopholes, Cen Songxue, you must know, we have dealt with him a little bit, as far as I know, he is very knowledgeable in old learning , On this point, a famous doctor of Nie Yixiong’s level is afraid that they can’t compare, that’s hard work! Okay! I’ll let them confirm the relevant information, and once verified, I’ll send you the specific name, address, and contact information.” On the phone, Mr. Yang made arrangements in a calm tone.

"Thank you! It's not a question to ask. Did you have any trouble just now? Can I help a little?" Intuitively, Bian Mu seemed to have guessed something.

"This... Hey! It's really dark under the lights! How could I forget you! Are you busy now?"

"Not busy, not busy! No, I just got transferred, and I'm just sitting around in the new office now! Do you want me to go there right away?"

"Then... If it's convenient for you, you can come and have a look. Western medicine has no better way. It just says to go home and rest. Maybe Chinese medicine has a way."

"Okay! Then I'll prepare." After finishing speaking, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

……

Driving the van, Bian Mu first went to the bank to complete the simple procedures and took 5 "Rolling Dragon Golden Needles" from the safe. After a little hesitation, he finally put the ancient porcelain pulse pillow into the small backpack.

It stands to reason that Sister Yue, a high-level fine porcelain master, has already made several pieces of fine porcelain pulse pillows for herself, so there is no need to take in and out of the authentic piece and take all kinds of risks.

However, for me, Mr. Yang is definitely an indispensable and powerful foreign aid. He usually wants to get close to others, but he has never had a suitable opportunity.

Today, the opportunity has come.

Compared with those high-quality imitation fine porcelain pulse pillows produced by sister Yue, the authentic pulse pillow is still more effective.

As he galloped all the way, Bian Mu decided that Mr. Yang was not an ordinary person. The social relations in his hands were extremely complicated, and he felt that it was very difficult, and the specific illness must be very complicated.

……

According to the location data of the mobile phone, Bian Mu came to a newly built community, all of which were high-rise residential buildings with 33 floors or more.

Area E, Building 22, Unit [-], Xihu.

As soon as he reached the door, Bian Mu was about to ring the doorbell, but the anti-theft door had already been opened from the inside.

"Come in, please! I won't delay your attendance at work, right?" As he spoke, Mr. Yang let Bian Muli in very politely.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I have to resign after a while, and now that post is idle, it can be considered that they take care of me!" As he spoke, Bian Mu followed Mr. Yang to the second bedroom.

There are wooden corner stairs, a simple small elevator, and a duplex structure with two floors.

"Let's go to the living room and drink tea first! If you are in a hurry, you can't solve the problem. This is the expert doctor of Chinese medicine I invited, Doctor Bian! Come! Come! Make room, everyone!" The living room is waiting for tea.

Only the male patient, his parents, Mr. Yang and Bian Mu remained in the second bedroom.

"This is my nephew, my own nephew, his father is my younger brother, and this is his wife, Dr. Bian, a master of Chinese medicine!" While talking, Mr. Yang gave a brief introduction to both sides.

The male patient was lying on the bed, looking somewhat resentful, his eyes seemed to be able to spew infinite anger at any time.

However, it can be seen that the patient's Qi gradually lost, and the whole person is actually relatively weak.

Judging from his appearance, he should be a few years older than Bian Mu, with black hair and a high and straight nose, he looks like a handsome guy.

The patient's parents were about to tell Bian Mu about their son's condition. Mr. Yang quickly winked at the two of them, signaling them not to speak, and asked Bian Mu to take his pulse directly, so as to test how much he weighed. .

People from the rivers and lakes have their own spirit of the rivers and lakes.

Walking in the rivers and lakes all the year round, Uncle Yang inevitably has a bit of prudence, questionability, calmness... and other rivers and lakes habits, which are normal phenomena.

Bian Mu put the small backpack on the corner of the bedside table, searched for the ancient porcelain pulse pillow, and put it under the left wrist of the male patient, Bian Mu began to feel the pulse.

……

As always, Bian Mu made a "long pulse".