Merchant and doctor

The next morning, at 8:41, the powerful director surnamed Shi assigned a female assistant to deliver the physical examination report he thought was appropriate to the "Bian Clinic". Bian Mu explained a few words to the patient behind him and asked the patient to The female assistant jumped in line.

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"It's nothing serious, but... there is one thing, let's go out and talk about it." As he spoke, Bian Mu sorted out the pile of physical examination reports and returned them to the female assistant, and politely sent them out as a gift.

"Please give Mr. Shi a message. The internal martial arts he practices actually have no practical significance. If calculated on a ten-year basis, it will be harmful after a few years. Stop it immediately! When will the hair on his head When his weight gradually returns to normal, he will be fine." Lowering his voice, Bian Mu smiled and warned a few words.

"Okay! I don't understand what you're talking about, so... I'll report it in its original form." The female assistant responded with a smile.

"Okay! Walk slowly!"

"I'm causing trouble for you!"

"You're welcome!" After saying that, watching the female assistant drift away, Bian Mu returned to the clinic to continue seeing other patients.

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At 12:39 noon, Assistant Zhang took a taxi to the clinic and went over the two prescriptions with Bian Mu several times. The two of them felt that there were no major problems, so they officially finalized the prescriptions.

Assistant Zhang suddenly wanted to eat steamed fish. The two locked the door, found a small and clean restaurant nearby, ordered dishes with fish as the main ingredient, and had a happy meal. Assistant Zhang finished settling the account and was eager to prepare the prescription into a declaration document. Without saying much, he said hello and went back to the company to do his work.

After sending Assistant Zhang away, Bian Mu sent the draft of the prescribed prescription to Huang Boxi on his mobile phone.

More than an hour later, Huang Boxi replied to a few text messages, only increasing the proportion of auxiliary materials to be added by 3%, and saying nothing else.

Thanks to Huang Boxi, this matter is settled as a matter of etiquette.

As for Assistant Zhang, Bian Mu did not forward the text message sent by Huang Boxi.

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In the evening, a middle-aged man dressed very fashionably drove over and delivered the "Golden Pills" customized for Ms. Fang. Bian Mu gave the person a receipt and politely gave the gift to the car. According to reports, The man said that he was a relative of Huang Boxi and was in the clothing business.

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That night, Bian Mu ignored dinner and took a taxi to deliver the "Golden Pill" to Professor Fang and Shen, telling them to mix it into rice and give it to Ms. Fang. Of course, if she could be persuaded to swallow the whole pill, That would be more ideal.

For Bian Mu, this was a matter of resolution. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Ms. Fang would recover as soon as possible. By then, Bian Mu's medical skills would have entered a new historical process...

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On this day, it was Sunday, and the recovering patient made a special trip to send Bian Mu some large legs of lamb. Bian Mu was worried that he would get sick after eating them, so at 10:17 in the morning, he packed them up and called an online taxi to go to "Hua Tian Gui" City" to visit Uncle Yang.

The matter of the medicine cabinet was not worth mentioning to Uncle Yang. After making a few calls, Uncle Yang finally selected three stores, all of which were second-hand goods. He told them to arrange the time one after another. In two days, Bian Mu will accompany Yan Yun. Xiu went to inspect the goods.

Bian Mu rarely rested for a long time and chatted with Uncle Yang for a long time. The tea was clear and the two of them became more and more interested in each other...

"Sima Kui has a habit of not carrying more important things with him. He may be hiding them now! You may have to spend a lot of money to buy them from him in the future. The three strong sons and his son are friends with you. , having said it clearly, there should be no problem. As for the remaining prescriptions... I have asked a few friends, I believe there will be results. This time, I will test the water of the plaster you made first. If everything is normal, I will put it in the future. Those groups are put together. If you add more, if nothing happens, the money that guy makes will be lost!" In the winter, there were no customers in front of the stall. Uncle Yang was happy and looked forward to Bian Mu. The beautiful vision of making a fortune relying on new specialty drugs.

"I hope so! Thank you for your hard work! We will share it proportionally by then."

"Hey! We are just here to help. As long as you do well, it doesn't matter whether you do it for money or not. It's a trivial matter!"

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Mu had lunch at Yang’s house, mutton ramen, steaming hot, so refreshing!    …

Time flies so fast. At about ten o'clock that night, Bian Mu was sitting at his desk reading a book. His cell phone rang, and there was a call from Professor Mi.

"Tomorrow morning, Xiaobailou, they are going to test you! As long as you pass the customs smoothly, someone will naturally come forward to file the price increase with the relevant departments for you, you kid! If you are pure and self-sufficient, if you can work steadily all your life, There is nothing wrong with running your own small clinic, but if you want to achieve greater development in the future, you will have to overcome the barrier of peer integration sooner or later."

"I'm sorry to trouble you! What time will it be tomorrow?"

"It's nine o'clock sharp! Experts can talk to each other in just a few words. I'll treat you at noon and let's chat together."

"The kindness of support will never be forgotten!"

"Be polite to me. No matter how they make things difficult for you tomorrow, don't panic. Take your time. By the way, are there any special items that I need someone to prepare?"

"Then... you might have to prepare some raw quail eggs, the kind that are completely intact."

"That's it?!" Professor Mi asked in surprise on the other end of the phone.

"That's it. I guess there will be more arguments in other aspects!" Bian Mu responded on the phone.

"Okay, I'll have them ready early tomorrow morning."

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb your rest."

"Yeah! See you tomorrow!" After saying that, Professor Mi hung up the phone.

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The next day was no less than a big exam for Bian Mu. The result was uncertain, so he mentioned it to Dr. Yue in advance, while other friends didn't say a word.

For the traditional Chinese medicine community in Lijin, Bian Mu is considered a relatively unique peer. The peer evaluation meeting that had been suspended for many years was held again, immediately attracting many experts in the industry to watch.

At 8:40 in the morning, Bian Mu arrived at a laboratory on the second floor of Xiaobai Building early. Professor Mi had already arranged for manpower to arrange the evaluation site properly. At :, industry experts arrived... …

Bian Mu noticed that Lu Yisi was also in the audience.

Dr. Yue specially asked for leave and came over early to chat with Bian Mu.

"I heard from my dad that this kind of evaluation meeting has not been held for many years. If you really have to pass the test, it is basically equivalent to successfully passing the doctoral thesis defense, but it is better than getting a doctorate!" Dr. Yue smiled. said.

"I'm really nervous! I don't know what they will ask later..." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"What's the point? The judges are all famous people and they are in public. They can't do anything wrong. I believe in your ability." Dr. Yue said with a smile.

At this moment, Bian Mu watched Teacher Lan Bingru walking towards him.

"Young people are scary! I remember that I experienced this kind of scene 13 years ago. Yes, yes! Don't be nervous. No one will do anything wrong if they are either teachers or friends. Just keep a normal mind." Lan Bingru The teacher smiled and said a few polite words.

"You're ridiculous! It's true... In the past two years, as long as it has anything to do with money, I have been very sensitive. It's better to speak openly and openly to avoid everyone being suspicious of each other in the future." Bian Mu responded very politely.

"That's it! I wish you a smooth pass!" After saying that, Lan Bingru walked straight towards the judges' table.

Only then did Bian Mu realize that Teacher Lan Bingru was also one of the judges.