Merchant and doctor

Qi Yuewei has that kind of extroverted personality. When she sees the excitement, she immediately becomes energetic.

Bian Mu is a master of traditional Chinese medicine and has no interest in such folk jokes. He looked up and saw that the clock in the distance was almost nine o'clock. He had to go out to pick up Su Linwen so that she would not be anxious when she saw no one.

"Miss Su should be arriving soon. I'll meet you at the door. Can we meet here later?"

"Okay! By the way, can you really tell the joyful pulse?"

"Yes! That's our basic skill." Bian smiled lightly and replied with a smile.

"It's true! Then...the plots in movies and TV shows where the prince or princess are named are also true?" Out of curiosity, Qi Yuewei asked with a smile.

"There may be a slight error, but I'm still 90% sure."

"Ah?! Really! If you hadn't said it yourself, I would never believe it. Go pick her up quickly and let me see how they reply." After that, Qi Yuewei took a few more steps forward and concentrated on Listen to the on-site commentator's specific explanation.

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Bian Mu stood at the door for less than five minutes when Su Linwen hurried over.

"You arrived early?"

"Qi Yuewei picked me up. I asked for tickets over there. Did you bring them?"

"Here you go, here you go! VIP visit tickets. I can get something before I leave! Is she still in there?"

"Just watching the excitement! Let's go! Go over and say hello."

"Does that AI pulse detector look good?" Su Linwen asked with a smile as she walked forward.

"Strictly speaking... it's just a toy, but it's really done with care. They collected almost all the pulse conditions recorded in traditional pulse diagnosis books, and then converted them into mathematical symbols, and then converted them into electronic signals through computer algorithms. Not to mention other things, in terms of workload, it takes a lot of time and labor, and it is a real inspiration to Brother Fan and me."

"As long as it helps, do the diagnostic suggestions they list have clinical medical reference value?" Su Linwen asked with a smile.

"It's extremely limited, but...it's still somewhat useful for daily health care."

"Haha... It's pretty much what I thought."

Talking and laughing, the two came to Qi Yuewei's side.

Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen have been friends for a long time. When beautiful women meet, they are naturally very cordial. They talk and laugh. The two exchange greetings. Qi Yuewei continues what she just said and asks Bian Mu for advice: "That man is the fat man. The on-site commentator, he acted quite modestly, but he just said that the theory of happy pulse is basically nonsense. He also said that even Mr. Nie might not be able to accurately tell whether she is pregnant for a period of time. How long, as for the idea of ​​​​cutting off men and recognizing women, it is even more ridiculous."

"The joy pulse is not difficult, but the time period for diagnosing the pregnancy at the first time...that can only be achieved by a master. As for distinguishing a man and identifying a woman, it is not technically difficult, but it requires the basic skills of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. You have to be pretty good." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

Worried that he might cause displeasure to the on-site commentator, Bian Mu deliberately lowered his voice to avoid causing trouble. He came today to visit and study, not to stir up trouble.

Unexpectedly, Bian Mu's words were heard by a twenty-seven or eight-year-old man behind him. For some unknown reason, the man suddenly shouted something loudly.

"Who said Ximai is fake?! Don't slander traditional Chinese medicine methods even if the crappy machine you developed cannot meet the diagnostic criteria! There is a master here, and people have said that Ximai is not a thing at all. What is the pregnancy? Whether it’s a boy or a girl, we’ll know on the first day.”

Okay! Before he finished speaking, the audience all looked towards Bian Mu and the others. Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen were both fashionable beauties with outstanding temperament and beautiful faces. After a while, the attention of the onlookers was firmly attracted to them. aside.

"Yo! Are they so powerful?! They are two beautiful beauties!"

"It's strange to say that in the past two years, all the beautiful women have gone to hospitals to become doctors." "Look at her temperament, she is definitely from a top-level hospital."

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For a time, discussions surrounding Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen suddenly started one after another. Bian Mu and the man who was making noise had long been forgotten by people.

"What do you mean?! Are you two doctors of traditional Chinese medicine?" The middle-aged male commentator who was a bit stout just now stepped forward and questioned.

Apparently, Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen were mistaken for hospital doctors.

"I'm sorry! He was talking about me just now. These two are my friends." In the public, Bian Mu didn't want Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen to receive so much attention. It was rude not to mention it. In a sense, it also revealed a certain Unsafe risks.

Seeing Bian Mu stepping forward and protecting the two beauties just now, the fat commentator was a little unhappy.

"What? Can you draw a happy pulse?"

"Absolutely, but I'm not completely sure. Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis is profound and profound. I've only scratched the surface. But... if a Chinese medicine doctor blindfolds someone and takes a pulse, will they be male or female and how old they are? , the nutritional status can still be clearly distinguished." Bian Mu smiled and explained a few words. On the one hand, he had to save Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen, and on the other hand, he had to maintain the professional dignity of the four diagnostics of traditional Chinese medicine, so as to save those traditional Chinese medicine doctors who spend all their time in the dark. They are just talking nonsense and maliciously denying traditional Chinese medicine.

"Are you bragging too much? How about... let's try it on the spot?!" The fat commentator was a little unconvinced. At the same time, he also wanted to stimulate the popularity again. In this way, the influence of their exhibition area will naturally be amplified several times. Times.

Although this exhibition is just a technical display, but... it still contains a considerable proportion of commercial color. The development of science and technology is changing with each passing day, and it is different every day. Do you know which cloud will rain at what time? ! God of Wealth Rain! As long as social influence exists, unlimited business opportunities will naturally be born.

After all, Bian Mu was young and full of energy. When the fat commentator was so excited, he naturally nodded slightly.

Looking back, Bian Mu looked at Qi Yuewei and Su Linwen. Seeing that the eyes of the two beauties were full of expectation, he smiled at them. Bian Mu planned to teach people a lesson on the spot.

"Xiao Chen! Get a clean piece of cloth, the more opaque the better." The fat commentator shouted angrily at a young female colleague in the distance.

"Stop working, I have it here!" As she spoke, Su Linwen dug out a colorful ribbon from the bag she carried with her. This thing was absolutely impervious to light.

Su Linwen was worried that some unclean piece of cloth found by others would make Bian Mu's eyes uncomfortable, so she quickly interjected a few words.

Qi Yuewei had the same idea as Su Linwen. After hearing what she said, she quickly took out a high-end silk scarf from her Xiaokun bag. It was thick and naturally not very transparent.

On the first floor, Qi Yuewei covered Bian Mu's eyes with her silk scarf, and on the outer layer, Su Linwen tied the red ribbon on the outside. Even a fool could see it. No one would believe it if it could still transmit light. .

The fat commentator got excited and shouted a few times. With the help of two colleagues, he quickly selected 20 test audiences from the onlookers, 10 men and 10 women. The oldest was around 70 and the youngest was only eight years old. Like nine years old.

The first one is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She is of medium height and has a delicate appearance. Judging from her temperament and dress, she should be a female college student.

Bian Mu took the pulse on his left hand and it took less than a minute.

"Ma'am, I'm 19 years old at most, definitely less than 20 years old." Bian Mu said with a smile while covering her eyes.

The applause was thunderous.

Secondly, the fat commentator insisted on temporarily switching to a girl who looked like a middle school student of fifteen or sixteen years old, and he knew the girl.

In less than a minute, Bian Mu said with a smile: "Madam! She can be 17 years old at most, and certainly not more than 18 years old."

Thunderous applause again.