Practicing business and practicing medicine

Early the next morning, Bian Mu drove back to his hometown. Lao Ge's family had just returned from visiting relatives. Bian Mu came to the door again to give him a generous gift. Lao Ge sat in the rented place for a while before Bian Mu returned to his home.

This time Lao Ge comes back, Bian Mu is much more at ease.

My dad's unit is particularly kind this Spring Festival, and he actually took ten days off. He was so happy that my dad went out all day to drink with his drinkers. He had three meals a day, and two meals were eaten outside.

My dad usually doesn’t drink much, so he finally had time to gather with his old friends, so naturally he didn’t have much to say.

My mother and the older sisters made an appointment with each other to visit each other and were always at home.

As a result, Bian Yue would not have much intention at home, not to mention that her little thoughts had already flown to Beiqi.

After lunch, my parents had already taken a nap. Bian Mu called Bian Yue to the living room and gave her a flashlight for outdoor use.

"A patient's family gave it, specially made, with self-defense function. Go to Beiqi to play with. Don't leave this thing! The winter vacation is short, so you can check when it's convenient to make your ticket!"

"Thank you brother! Then I'll leave at around 6 am tomorrow?"

"Okay! Nana probably is quite busy, otherwise she won't have any holidays during the Spring Festival. If you play, don't affect her normal work!"

"Know!"

"This is Suo Yurong's contact information. I mean, don't contact her on your own initiative. If you encounter any trouble, Nana can't help much. You can contact her, a college classmate, and her connections are better. We're wide!"

"Yeah! I understand!" After that, Bian Yue added Suo Yurong's contact information to her mobile phone.

Afterwards, Bian Mu gave Bian Yue another 2,000 yuan in cash, saying that it was convenient for the road. The brother and sister chatted for a while. Bian Mu said that he had to go back to the city to be on duty, and that his parents had already said hello.

As soon as Bian Mu left, Bian Yue immediately called four or five college classmates to book the air ticket.

...

"Bian's Clinic" just after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Bian Mu had already sent a message in advance in the group that patients with special circumstances could come to the home for follow-up visits, and the medical fee was 30% off, which was considered a Spring Festival discount.

The first person to visit was the female white-collar patient with some "phantom sniff" symptoms.

"After taking 'Xiaoqing Prescription', didn't hesitate with the company leaders or colleagues?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"You are very amazing! After taking those few medicines, your temper has risen sharply. On the road, I almost started fighting with strangers several times. Fortunately, you had a doctor's advice in advance, so I can't help but swallow my anger! But... ...The sniffing and other things you said didn't seem to be as obvious as before."

"Come on! Take a pulse and take a look! You may have some illusion. In fact, after taking the "Xiaoqing Prescription", the so-called "illusion" phenomenon will generally only aggravate and will not be relieved! Maybe because during the Spring Festival, you can eat it. The use and the people you contact have changed, and the psychological comfort effect objectively exists, you feel a little bit confident, and it seems to have alleviated a little. In fact, the substantive contradiction has not been resolved." He explained a few words with a smile, Mu gave the female white-collar worker a call to the "Phantom Sniff" female.

...

"It's OK! The symptoms, I mean that the symptoms are indeed obvious. Compared with other patients, you have cooperated well. At least, there is no trouble during the aggravation of the condition. The subsequent treatment is relatively much better. Please take it. I'll give you more! "Bian Mu smiled and encouraged her.

"This time I officially prescribe you a prescription, there are three medicines, tangerine peel, poria cocos, and licorice. Our pharmacy is moved elsewhere. You have to go to the pharmacy outside to get medicine. Poria cocos must be soaked for three or four hours in advance. Remember! There are no other taboos. The medicine is very simple to boil. Don’t entrust the pharmacy to cook it. A casserole! The amount of water is 1 to 5. After the water is boiled, sit beside you and wait. When the order is done, then boil it. Once, it takes an hour." As he said that, Bian Mu printed the prescription and handed it to the female white-collar worker.

"Three times a day, all of them are drunk on an empty stomach. After frying, put them in the refrigerator to refrigerate. In the past six weeks, don't drink milk, don't eat eggs, and don't eat fruits. If you are in a good mood, go to the supermarket to buy some yellow and muddy. The carrots are washed and shredded when you go home, soak some vermicelli and cook them coldly. They say they are cold but they are actually quite gentle. Before eating, you can make hot pepper oil and add other seasonings by yourself, and the chili will be spared! ”

"Okay! I love eating this! Thank you Doctor Bian!"

"You're welcome! Also... I'll give you a suggestion, except for the big nights, when you are in a bad mood, especially when you can't help but want to get angry, if conditions permit, go out and find places with a lot of people for a walk, especially young people Where there are crowds, of course, the karaoke bar doesn’t count! Botanical gardens, science and technology museums, cinemas and so on are fine.”

"Okay! I'll go get the medicine now, thank you Dr. Bian!"

"By the way! Does your family have the custom of lanterns in the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"

"Our house?! Cut! It's rare to gather together quietly for a meal. Build a lantern?! I didn't even see the shadows. Besides, they were all stupid like something, even the lanterns. "When I mention my family, the white-collar worker was angry and didn't even get angry.

"Then let's change your life this year. Why don't you try to tie two lanterns and hang them on the balcony on the south side? Is it a blessing for yourself? A different life next year?"

"This...but I don't know!"

"It's very simple. I'll send you some information. Where to buy materials, and how to tie them is written in detail. It's for you to show me. It doesn't matter if it's ugly!"

"Okay... I'll shoot a video for you after I've tied it up."

"That's the best. If I really can't call me, I can give you a video guide!"

"Okay! Home is boring anyway."

Afterwards, Bian Mu sent the relevant information to the woman's phone, and the woman thanked her and took the prescription and went to take the medicine elsewhere.

More than a dozen people came to follow up the consultation one by one, and Bian Mu diagnosed them one by one with great patience.

Before leaving, Bian Mu suggested that all patients who come for follow-up visits should be tucked a few lanterns before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Have a good mood and a good year!

Compared to usual, the labor intensity this afternoon was slightly lighter. Bian Mu was sitting there drinking daytime water when he came into the door with an elegant old man.

He said he was old because the overall appearance of the visitor looked quite old. If you look closely, it would not be difficult to find that this old man should be in his fifties at most, but he has been dyeing his hair for many years.

He held his head up and his chest looked good on the surface, but his eyes revealed a little tiredness, and his heart looked very weak.

"I had long wanted to come and call for a call to Dr. Bian to see it, but I was helpless and couldn't get away with it. They said that you came to work during the Chinese New Year. I have been here several times, and finally I saw you."

"Please sit down! You have been dyeing your hair for more than ten years?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Oh! It's been at least fifteen or sixteen years. Before I grow old, I'm aging. Most people really can't tell if my black hair is dyed for so many years. Over the years, you can tell at a glance that my black hair is dyed. No wonder you are praised online for being amazing."

"It's just a discussion on the streets, I don't believe it! Let's take a pulse first!" After that, Bian Mu called the old man for the pulse.

...

"Are you engaged in front-line education?" As soon as he spoke, Bian Mu said this first.

"Oh! Can you tell this at a glance? Are my professional characteristics so obvious?!" The old man couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"If I happen to guess correctly, I wonder if it is convenient to read the teaching books you usually use!" Bian Mu asked another strange question.

Hearing this, the old man's face suddenly became a little unfair.