Merchant and doctor

Chapter 781 Another case of muscle atrophy

The two were chatting happily when Chen Yueqing came.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively, I saw you two from a distance!" Chen Yueqing smiled and said hello to the two of them.

"Ouch! Director Chen! So please!" As he spoke, Bian Mu put down the spoon in his hand. He quickly stood up and offered Chen Yueqing a seat inside. Accompanying Chen Yueqing was a strong man in his twenties or eighties. He looks tall and big, and he should be Director Chen's full-time driver.

Of course, this person is also a personal bodyguard, and Chen Yueqing must pay him a salary every month.

The male driver was very discerning, smiled at them and nodded gently, and the young man went to the other side to share a table with other guests.

"We were talking about Xiaoying! Is she doing well at your place?" Bian Mu casually told a little lie.

"She's very smart! Talents are rare, talents are rare! If Fan Gong hadn't kept hold of her, I would have promoted her long ago!" Chen Yueqing responded with a smile.

"Really? That's great! This is such a good humanistic environment like yours, but in a worse workplace environment, she might get sick again!" What's going on with Xiaoying? Chen Yueqing is naturally very clear. , there are some things that Bian Mu can't hide even if he wants to, so it's better to act more naturally.

"Your medical skills are amazing! We are all beneficiaries, haha... By the way, I heard that you recently admitted Mr. Pan to your name?"

"Hi! We Chinese medicine doctors have always said that we have a 'medical connection' when treating patients. Mr. Pan, maybe! He may be very sincere to his friends. According to the common people, he is very loyal. If it weren't for the project surnamed Han under him, Manager, no matter what, I won't take on such a difficult patient." As he spoke, Bian Mu briefly introduced how generous the man named Han was.

"Oh... I didn't expect there to be people with such a temperament in shopping malls. It seems that Mr. Pan is quite discerning in employing people!" Chen Yueqing responded with a smile.

Observing his words, he could tell that Director Chen still didn't mean what he said.

At this moment, the male driver brought Chen Yueqing a large bowl of pimple soup, a small piece of beef patty, three side dishes, and one sweet and sour pickled garlic on a wooden tray.

After smiling politely at Bian Mu and Fan Sanqiao, the big driver went to the kitchen to order for himself.

Bian Mu always felt that no matter how cunning and cunning Chen Yueqing was, he was still quite interesting to him. Consciously or unconsciously, he raised his nose and took a sniff.

"Director Chen! There is a lot of old ginseng in this soup! Are you sure it will be good for you?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Hey! I don't know! I went to Xanadu for a meeting a while ago, and I ran into Cen Songxue who was also doing some small things for his grandson there. He specifically told me to use some old ginseng during the winter. The ginseng in this soup is what he later It was sent by someone, what? It’s not suitable for me?" Chen Yueqing responded with a smile.

"Really? Then let's take a pulse!" After that, Bian Mu casually folded a small paper pulse diagnosis device with a napkin on the table and carefully took Chen Yueqing's pulse.

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"Logically speaking, I am a junior, and some of the words I shouldn't have come out of my mouth, but... because I have a better understanding of your physical condition, I still recommend that you switch to red ginseng, and the dosage should be at least I have to reduce it by more than half." What Bian Mu was thinking in his mind was said directly.

Bian Mu has never asked for anything from Cen Songxue. Respecting his seniors is one thing, and seeking truth from facts is another thing. What he said is obviously wrong, so we have to let the younger students speak.

For a while, Bian Mu's impression of Cen Songxue was not as good as before.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yueqing couldn't help but be stunned.

"I definitely believe you! What about this bowl?"

"It's not bad at all. You can still drink yours. Besides, with your physique, this kind of sweet and sour garlic is not suitable. There are no taboos about anything else."

"It's a good thing that I sit at the same table with you today, otherwise I would still be in the dark. It seems that Lao Cen is really old!" As he spoke, Chen Yueqing casually pushed aside the garlic plate on the table. I don’t dare to eat it anymore. "Then...what else should we pay attention to?" Chen Yueqing asked casually.

"It's nothing for the time being. I suggest you do some slow walking for exercise. No more than 7700 steps. Your phone will record it! Every time you go out, just be with someone. The man just now is quite suitable. There is nothing in your mind. Don't think about it, for you, the effect should be more significant." Bian Mu suggested with a smile.

"What time period is appropriate?"

"From 3:30 to 4:30 in the afternoon, it must be outdoors. If it's in the gym or the office, forget it."

"Remember it! I'll start work tomorrow! What about other aspects?"

"Everything is okay. You are busy all day long, and you have some minor problems...it is better not to treat them than to treat them!" Bian Mu praised Chen Yueqing in disguise for paying attention to his career and having the courage to work hard.

"Where, where! Doctor Bian is getting better and better at talking, haha... By the way, I heard that Mr. Pan has a terminal illness?! Is it true?"

Hearing this, Bian Mu hesitated for a moment, and replied with a calm expression: "How should I put it? I can't talk about terminal illness. Anyway... the condition is not optimistic."

After hearing Bian Mujin say some ambiguous words to confuse herself, Chen Yueqing said no more, lowered her head and started to drink the soup.

At this moment, Bian Mu's cell phone rang.

It was Situ Yu's second son who called from his father's phone number.

"My father has never had similar symptoms. None of our brothers and sisters have had such symptoms since they were young. I asked and found that my ancestors did not suffer from this problem. It means that my father has already entered the fast lane of premature aging. ?”

"How should I put it? Life has been seventy years since ancient times. This statement actually has a very profound meaning. From the perspective of our traditional Chinese medicine, your father is not too young. Moreover, everyone's aging cycle is very different, but... From my perspective on Situ My early impression of the old gentleman is that he is far from the point of muscle atrophy. He knows that you are filial and caring, and you are chaotic. Based on my previous impression, it should be no big deal. It is still the time originally agreed. I will rush there as soon as I get off work. "

"Then...Okay! Hurry up! If it hadn't been for my father's help some time ago, how could you have become such a famous doctor at such a young age?! We are waiting for you at home!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! Your Majesty is so kind, I will always remember it in my heart, and I will never forget it!" Bian Mu laughed and teased the second son of the Situ family.

On the other end of the phone, the second son of the Situ family snorted and hung up the phone. How rude!

"Can I ask? Who is this?" Chen Yueqing couldn't hold it back and asked casually.

"Situ Yu! Have you ever heard of him?" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

Shaking his head slightly, Chen Yueqing said he had never heard of this person.

Afterwards, the three of them chatted casually for a while. They were all highly intelligent people and none of them wanted to touch sensitive topics. The conversation ended up on stocks.

Chen Yueqing said that the market was in very bad shape. In his opinion, it was best not to touch any stock within three years.

Bian Mu disagreed.

All three of them knew how to calculate. Bian Mu briefly talked about his understanding of three pharmaceutical stocks with a technical background of traditional calculation. Chen Yueqing and Fan Sanqiao were very surprised after hearing this. They felt that Bian Mu was really not a mortal. .

Fan Sanqiao usually trades in stocks, but the maximum investment is 10, and he will not add a penny more.

(End of this chapter)