Merchant and doctor

Chapter 47 Earn some extra money
The pus and blood in the wound on the foot of the patient Mr. Ge has been completely eradicated, and the new granulation is quietly growing. Mr. Ge said that the foot became numb and itchy.

At around eleven o'clock in the morning, Bian Mu congratulated Mr. Ge and his wife, and prescribed a small prescription for Mr. Ge's wife to go to the pharmacy to grab some herbs.

There were only Bian Mu and Mr. Ge in the consulting room.

"Later, the pharmacy will help you crush the herbs, and mix them with sesame oil after you go back. You can refer to the usual level of making dumpling fillings with the amount of sesame oil. When you feel uncomfortable, apply less on your feet. If you can bear it, try to reduce the frequency of smearing." Bian Mu smiled and reminded a few words.

"I'm sorry to bother you!" Mr. Ge said politely.

"Everyone is so familiar, don't be too polite! By the way, you have to continue to spend money on nutrition in the later stage. The 'Wangtianbai' in Heilongtan has the miraculous effect of cooling blood and eliminating poison, and improving the nutrition of qi and blood. However, it belongs to the most yin It cannot be eaten for a long time, that is, you have accumulated a deep masculinity in martial arts, so I dare to let you eat it so far. Doesn’t the wound already itch? 'Wangtianbai' must be discontinued from today , you see...can the family's financial situation improve a little?"

Hearing this, Mr. Ge couldn't help frowning.

"The family mainly relies on my wife to do two jobs. My daughter is filial. She secretly works to earn living expenses in her spare time. She doesn't listen to what I say. Alas... I have been worried that I will delay my homework. So far, my family has owed 1 In the short term, we really can't think of any good solution, Doctor Bian! I know in my heart that without you, I would have died a long time ago, and the money you saved me would not be worth a hundred thousand, or else ...Just treat it first, whichever step you take counts as which step?"

"Does your lover have any craft?"

"She?! No, she's just a fool."

"What about you? Do you have any special skills that can bring you money? According to the current progress, you will be able to sit and work in about a week."

"I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have any special skills...Doctor Bian, have you ever eaten 'steamed buns'? I don't think anyone here sells that."

"What is 'braised bun'? What kind of stuffing?"

"You can put any kind of stuffing. Half of the dough is leavened, and the other half is dead. After it is done, one side will be fluffy and the other side will be very crispy. If you don't know the relevant skills, most people will not be able to learn it no matter how you look at it."

"Since you have this skill, why did you work hard on the construction site?"

"Oh...it's hard to describe! In fact, what I earn at the construction site is technical work. After a year, I earn more than making snacks. It turns out that I also saved some money and started a small business in partnership with others. I was unlucky, and I paid for it all. Because of this incident, the foreman on the construction site was offended, and they partnered to punish me. Thinking about it afterwards, my injury was actually quite strange. My girl has never practiced kung fu. If I’m going to be tough, I’m afraid they’ll find an opportunity to retaliate against her, and a moment’s hesitation will back their way. After the injury recovers, I won’t be able to eat the bowl of rice at the construction site. I’ve been thinking about making snacks if I can’t!”

"What about the capital? Another foreign loan?"

"That's the only way to go. I can't afford to rent the store, or... get a mobile fast food truck and I'll be my wife's handyman? Do you think it will work?"

"Mobile food truck? It's not a problem to let the urban management chase you all over the street. Besides, your actions don't change, and you can't run in time when the urban management comes! Hehe..."

Hearing this, Mr. Ge smiled embarrassingly.

"No... I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. If you didn't ask me today, I didn't plan to mention it to my wife."

"The key to this matter is the taste of the 'steamed buns'. If you can control the cost, the taste is quite unique, and you should be able to make money. As for the cost...we can consider a small loan. I can help you inquire about it."

Hearing this, Mr. Ge immediately showed joy.

"Really?! That's great, but I have to trouble you again."

"Don't bother, I'll cure you sooner, so I don't worry about it!"

The two were chatting when Mr. Ge's wife came back with two bags of herbs.

"Uncle Ge! Let's make a decision like this! I'll help you inquire about a cheaper front-facing house, even a smaller one, and then find someone else to see if I can apply for a small house with a poverty-alleviation nature." If you are lucky, it may open soon!" Bian Mu said with a smile.

When Mr. Ge's wife heard this, she couldn't help but glanced at her husband a few times, her eyes were full of doubts, she was very introverted, and she couldn't say anything in front of Doctor Bian.

"Okay! I'm causing you trouble again!"

"You're welcome! You can leave, please call the next patient for me when you go out."

"Okay, okay!" With a promise, Mr. Ge went out in a wheelchair pushed by his wife.

In the past few days, Bian Mu's number of patients has gradually increased. See what that means, his popularity is increasing!Nurse Xiao Liu has become much more serious in her work, and her respect for Bian Mu has been revealed in her words, which invisibly adds a little bit.

……

At 07:30 in the evening, after a busy day, Bian Mu sent away the last patient, cleaned up briefly, and then Bian Mu got off work.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, he heard a car parked on the opposite side of the road honking a few times, which seemed to mean greeting Bian Mu.

"Doctor Bian! Just got off work!" The car window lowered, and a fashionable and beautiful young lady greeted her.

"Oh! Assistant Zhang, hello! Are you here for business?" Bian Mu briskly crossed the road as he spoke, walked up to the car and spoke politely to Assistant Zhang.

"I made a special trip to discuss something with you, and I visited a few leaders by the way. Seeing that you are getting more and more popular, I didn't push the door in and disturb you. Find a place to eat and chat?"

"This...Okay! Then let's go to 'Old Guo Xiaochao'!" While talking, Bian Mu pulled the car door and sat in the back seat.

"This name has local characteristics, I like it!" Before the words finished, Assistant Zhang started the engine, and the car slowly drove into the main road.

……

"Lao Guo Xiaochao" is an old store, very popular, when Bian Mu and his friends entered, it was already full.

"Hey! Xiao Bian is here! Wait a minute, I'll make a seat for you." As she spoke, the proprietress saw that the table was almost full and went to negotiate with the diners.

Not long after, the proprietress had already tidied up a small dining table.

"Sit here! Someone just delivered a box of good tea, so I'll make you a pot." After finishing speaking, the proprietress went to the bar to make tea.

The two sat down, and Assistant Zhang mentioned the purpose of the trip straight to the point.

"I talked to Jiao Yueyun about the 'Hongnigou'. This time, I want to talk to you about the joint development. You can also earn some extra money. Let us, Mr. Luo, express our gratitude last time!"

Hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help being stunned.

"You have already rented such a suitable house for my family. The so-called favor is over. Naturally, I will do my best to develop the 'Hongnigou'. It's fine to make a fortune. I don't have that life, but... I have limited abilities. I'm afraid I can only help a little." Bian Mu first used words to block Assistant Zhang's escape route, so as not to make each other unhappy by talking.

The "Hongnigou" development project directly involves the vital interests of the surrounding drug farmers, and Bian Mu doesn't want to hurt them again just to earn a little money.

(End of this chapter)