Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1291 Tri-color

At lunch time, Bian Mu thought about asking Luo Zhanqi to have a quick bite to eat. Luo Zhanqi would go upstairs while he would take a short rest downstairs before going to the afternoon shift.

After changing his clothes, Bian Mu was sitting there wondering where to eat when the former daughter-in-law of the Lu family, the former female painter, Ms. Fang, suddenly walked in from outside the door.

"Hey! Why are you going out at this time? Are you doing well recently?" Bian Mu quickly stood up to greet him.

"We were thinking of inviting you out for a visit a few days ago, but seeing that you guys are so busy here, we really didn't want to disturb you. It's autumn now! My mother said it would be better for you to take my pulse. Otherwise, they will be nagging all day long. You are not busy now, right?" Ms. Fang stated the purpose of her visit in a tactful manner. It seemed that she wanted to invite Bian Mu out for a meal.

In this case, it would be inconvenient for Luo Zhanqi to travel with us.

"I've finished my work a long time ago! Please come this way! Have you eaten yet?" As he spoke, Bian Mu tidied up the examination table and prepared to give Painter Fang a follow-up visit.

"No! Let's just eat something together later!"

"Okay, how's your appetite in the past six weeks?" As he spoke, Bian Mu took Painter Fang's pulse.

"Generally speaking, my appetite is now about half of my mother's. As for the stomach gas you mentioned, it seems that it never goes away..."

"Oh... that's okay! Your Yin Shen was seriously injured. If it were someone else, they would have died long ago. Your mother should have a normal appetite, so half of it... is not unreasonable!"

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"There's no obvious change. At your age, it's not a good idea to stay at home all the time. It's not conducive to your later recuperation anyway. In addition, late autumn is approaching, and the autumn sun's heat will be much weaker, and... according to my observation, there are not many sunny days in total in the city of Lijin before the beginning of winter. For you, it's not good. There is no way but to make fine adjustments through "popularity supplement" and food supplement. In other words, it's best for you to stay in crowded places for two hours every day, for example, popular libraries, large markets in surrounding towns, trade fairs, etc. For you, just wear a mask and have someone with you." After taking the pulse, Bian Mu smiled and gave a few instructions.

"Noted! Are there any other colleagues? It's my treat! Let's go out and have something to eat!"

"Doctor Luo has been tired after working all morning, and he may need to rest for a while. Let's eat our own food. We are all so familiar with each other, there is no need to be so formal!" As he said this, Bian Mu greeted the people upstairs and accompanied Painter Fang out of the clinic.

Hearing that there were acquaintances coming downstairs, Luo Zhanqi originally planned to get a good meal, but unexpectedly, Bian Mu accompanied the guests and left first. It was a bit cold outside, and it was boring to go out to eat alone. Therefore, Luo Zhanqi found some rice noodles and seasonings and cooked some rice noodles upstairs to make do.

After all, Luo Zhanqi still wanted to save more money.

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Painter Fang originally planned to treat Bian Mu to a good meal at the "Xingyue Bihai" private kitchen. Bian Mu said that her appetite had not yet recovered and going there would be a waste of money. While joking, Bian Mu recommended the "He Shuyuan" specialty restaurant to Painter Fang.

Painter Fang's physical strength has not yet fully recovered. Her family and Bian Mu do not agree with her driving, so she usually takes a ride-hailing car online when she goes out.

Bian Mu used his cell phone to book a private car, and Painter Fang didn't have to spend any money. Everyone was familiar with each other, so Painter Fang didn't refuse too much.

"He Shu Yuan" became even more popular. As expected, the two still had no seats when they entered. The middle-aged waitress quickly added a special seat for them at the bar.

"It's very popular! The atmosphere is quite special, and Dr. Bian has a good eye!" Painter Fang praised with a smile.

"Just stay comfortable. The food here is really suitable for you. It will take some time for you to fully recover. I won't be polite to you. From the perspective of medicinal food, I'll order the dishes!" "It's up to you. I'll pay the bill!"

"OK!" After saying that, Bian Mu seriously ordered six dishes and a soup, fried spring rolls as the staple food, and half meat and half vegetable.

"Have some hot tea first. I want to chat with this lady." After saying that, Bian Mu followed the middle-aged waitress to the bar to arrange the dishes.

The kitchen staff and other staff were already very familiar with Bian Mu. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Bian Mu asked the middle-aged waitress to come aside and chat with her for a while.

"I need to borrow your bronze mirror for a while. Will it cause any adverse effects on your family?"

"Look at what you said. We can even give it to you for free. You are a gentleman and you don't accept gifts casually. We don't know what to give you. When there is nothing useful, just let me know and I will go to the clinic to get it."

"Thank you! The wound on your girl's face has completely healed!"

"You can't tell that she was injured before. I don't know how to thank you. Seeing her getting better day by day, my heart is..." When she said this, the middle-aged waitress' eyes were a little moist.

"That's good. She doesn't seem to be very interested in her studies. She'll have to learn some skill in the future!" Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"She said she wanted to paint. Doctor Bian, do you think she could do that?"

"Look! He was a very good painter before, specializing in oil painting. How about... you bring me the drawings your daughter drew someday, and I'll ask her to take a look?"

"Really? No wonder... her temperament looks extraordinary. My girl just painted carelessly and made people laugh at her."

"You can't say that about your own child. Try to collect as many drawings as possible and I'll ask her to take a look. If she's really not suited to learning painting, we can change to something else."

"Okay! You are really a noble person in our family, what can I say?"

"You're always so polite. It's just a coincidence! You go ahead and do your work. I have to go over and discuss something with her."

"Okay, okay! The food will be ready soon!"

"No hurry!" After saying that, Bian Mu went to the table and replaced a pot of hot tea for painter Fang.

"In your painting world, there used to be a theory of three primary colors. Now, with AI technology everywhere, is this traditional theory a bit outdated?" Bian Mu suddenly said this.

"Outdated? How is that possible! With digital imaging technology, whether in photography or traditional art imaging, the three-primary color theory is still alive and well! Let's not talk about other things for now, just talking about oil painting, to this day, I have never seen any of the good painters around me who have figured out the three-primary color theory. Why did Dr. Bian suddenly mention this topic?" Painter Fang asked with a smile.

Painter Fang has a simple personality, a good family background, and a very upright character. She is not an insider in the medical field, so it should not be a big deal to discuss some things with her.

So, Bian Mu briefly explained the theories of Chinese patent medicine and the Three Original Theories of Medicine that he had accidentally obtained.

"It sounds so mysterious! Doctor Bian's thinking is indeed very clear. No wonder many people praise you behind your back as a rare genius. After hearing your wonderful ideas today, even though I don't know anything about pharmacology, I can roughly guess that you really have a bright future! Logically... I am just talking nonsense based on my intuition! The underlying philosophical logic should be the same. The three-primary color theory we talk about in the industry is roughly like this..." As he spoke, Painter Fang took a few napkins and asked Bian Mu for a gel pen. He wrote and drew while explaining...