Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu saw that Mr. Peng was a little sad, and wanted to comfort him. He pursed his lips, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Bian Mu had a delicate relationship with the old Peng family. From what she said just now, they had received a lot of favors from Peng Yihai. Suddenly mentioning the past, they were naturally quite sad. According to medical theory, it would be better to let things take their own course. Don't talk too much, otherwise it would make you look a little hypocritical.

"My uncle's funeral was just over, and many bad rumors about you spread to our family. They said that you deliberately didn't treat him, and that you were arrogant. Usually, if you don't like someone, you won't show any sympathy no matter what people say. Your heart is as hard as stone, and you are very bad!" At the end, Mr. Peng suddenly burst into tears and laughed. Perhaps he realized that he had lost his composure, and he embarrassedly covered his face with his left hand.

"Oh... After hearing what you said, maybe there really are colleagues with bad intentions who spread rumors on purpose! I am a person who reacts slowly when encountering things, and I didn't react at that time." As he spoke, in order to completely dispel the doubts in the heart of the boss Peng in front of him, Bian Mu openly introduced the various attacks he encountered when he first opened the clinic.

"Alas! It's not easy. How could our family afford to open a hot pot restaurant at the beginning? There was no chain operation. At that time, our family of five was doing small stir-fry and common dishes on the street. The rent was too expensive and we couldn't afford it at all. We could only set up tents on the roadside after midnight. Most of the diners were poor people who got off night shifts and drove cars. We made a living. Alas! It's sad to say! At that time, we were also targeted by various inexplicable people from time to time. Quarrels and fights were common for parents." At this point, the sullenness in Boss Peng's heart seemed to be completely relieved. His eyes brightened a lot, looking very different from before.

Bian Mu is an expert, and he can tell at a glance that Boss Peng is completely relieved.

In a sense, this is also a blessing for Boss Peng. Once the knot in his heart is untied, all his illnesses will disappear. Many people will never get a similar opportunity in their lifetime. A mouthful of unknown idleness accumulates in their hearts and cannot be dispelled for most of their lives, and cancer and chronic severe diseases will slowly form.

"Anyway, your family finally made it." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Alas! That's all thanks to my third uncle, who found a house and helped pay for the decoration. You should know better than us that my third uncle's illness is not caused by long-term overwork... The money in his hands is earned with his life, and sometimes I feel sad when I think about it..." At this point, Boss Peng's eyes turned red again.

"Please accept my condolences! Mr. Peng was too arrogant, and his heart was seriously damaged. Even with my current medical skills... I am not sure if I can really cure him. Since we have come to this point, I will say a few more words. I can see that you are also a person with a very high aspiration. Let's move on... How much money do you have to earn to be enough? Right! Just enough. I said something I shouldn't say. Do you mind?"

"How could it be! We hit it off right away. Just say whatever you want to say!" Boss Peng responded generously.

"Your Peng family may have inherited this trait. You tend to be serious about things and are very arrogant. To put it in a positive way, it's called being ambitious and capable of accomplishing great things. From the perspective of Chinese medicine... it's a pathogenic personality, which may not be a good thing! In the future, if possible, it's better to adjust yourself."

"That makes sense! Then... is it convenient to take a safe pulse?"

"That's what I mean." As he spoke, Bian Mu picked up a pile of napkins, skillfully folded a temporary pulse pillow, stood up and walked to Boss Peng's side, sat there and took her safe pulse.

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"Not bad! It's just that the fire in your heart is a little strong. I'll prescribe a small prescription first, a tea substitute. You can find a decent pharmacy and ask them to make a small tea bag for you. At 18:00 every afternoon, brew it repeatedly. You can also drink it with a health pot. 1000 ml a day. Stick to it for 7 months. In the first half of next year, if you can remember it, you may as well come to our clinic and sit down. I will take your pulse again." As he spoke, Bian Mu stood up and returned to his original seat. He casually prescribed a small prescription with a napkin.

The expression on Boss Peng's face became much more friendly. Any old grudges had disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you! Does this count as saving my life?"

"Just kidding, it's just a small favor. You're in good health, but...please be more relaxed about money in the future. There shouldn't be any major problems within 20 years."

"They all say you're amazing. Today, I see that your reputation is indeed well-deserved. Just now...I heard you talking to the doctor at 120 about fried foods, cola, etc. How can you be so accurate?"

"Nothing! Just a skilled worker. You've been in our business for a long time, so are you. Haha...You may not know that when we treat patients, in addition to looking, smelling, asking, and palpating, sometimes, when we encounter special patients, we can guess almost everything by just smelling." At this point, Bian Mu poured himself a bowl of clear soup and drank a few sips.

"Oh! It's amazing! This is the first time I've heard of it. Then...the delivery man should have checked it out by now, right?"

"It's hard to say. You have good eyesight, so you must have noticed it at that time. The delivery guy was very stingy. He usually lived on fried food and cola. Maybe... In his opinion, fried food is the most nutritious and delicious. Peanuts, also known as small ginseng fruit, are indeed very nutritious. We think he lives a pitiful life, but he may not think so. He thinks he is very smart. Little do we know that he has been eating abnormally for a long time, and he eats so much in such a monotonous way. His blood lipids have exceeded the standard. On the surface, he is less than 30 years old, but even on such a rainy day, he has begun to exude the "old man's body odor" that only a 70-year-old man may have. At that time, I determined that his blood lipids exceeded the standard. At the same time, his eyes were not quite right. Besides, I also took his pulse, and the physical symptoms that should be there came up. If I misjudged it again, what kind of clinic would I open!" Bian Mu explained patiently for a long time.

"So that's it... You are really different from ordinary Chinese medicine doctors. Then... He insisted on treating the wound and leaving? Wouldn't he harm himself?"

"It's possible. His face... typical character of people who value money over life. However... the doctor in charge of 120 seems to be from a formal school. He should insist on checking his blood lipids at a critical moment. In addition, the delivery guy has a cyst on his body, and it's quite big. If the blood lipids were not usually accumulated there, he would definitely not be able to hold on until now." Bian Mu spoke with a very firm tone, and no one could help but believe it.

"No way?! You can smell it? You don't really have a pair of X-ray eyes?!" Boss Peng exclaimed in amazement.

Hearing this, Bian Mu picked up his chopsticks and ate a few chopsticks of beef, smiling without saying a word.