Practicing business and practicing medicine

Recently, Nie Yawen seemed very quiet. She didn't come in person and rarely contacted by phone. To be honest, Bian Mu didn't really care about her. If she came, he would greet her with a smile, but if she didn't come, he would naturally stay away from her.

"Have you eaten? Or... I'll treat you? Take you to a special restaurant to try the dishes there." Bian Mu changed the subject.

According to the old rules, if Bian Mu really planned to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Lijin City, it would be best to obtain the approval of industry authorities such as Nie Yixiong, Cen Songxue, and Meng Shuren in advance, and even have to hold a big banquet to entertain his peers in the industry.

Nowadays, various industry rules and regulations have been developed quite well. Senior masters and juniors have long been treated equally. As long as the procedures can be completed, there is indeed no age limit for traditional Chinese medicine clinics.

There are many colleagues who have achieved success at a young age. In a metropolis with a population of more than 20 million, there are always many young talented Chinese medicine doctors like Bian Mu. Bian Mu guessed that there are really colleagues with good medical skills who have opened a national medical clinic early.

However, due to fierce competition among colleagues, Nie Yixiong's medical skills have gradually reached perfection, and the invisible plaque of honor of the top brand of the national medical clinic has always been hanging high above the door of the old Nie family's national medical clinic.

"Don't interrupt! I haven't finished talking! Hey! But I haven't seen you for a while, don't you ask me what I'm busy with?" Nie Yawen asked bluntly.

"Oh! Please forgive me for being rude, Miss Nie, what business are you doing recently?!" Bian Mu asked seriously.

"I am an old man... I am hungry, lead the way, and talk after I'm full!"

"Hahaha... Miss Nie, please!" As he spoke, Bian Mu went upstairs to change his clothes, locked the door, and accompanied Nie Yawen to the open-air parking lot.

When we got there, we saw that the SUV driven by Miss Nie looked like the model driven by Tao Wenjie, except for the different color of the car body.

"What do you mean?! Fashionable?! It's really amazing in the past two years! The cars driven by men are getting smaller and smaller, while the cars driven by these well-off ladies are getting more and more masculine, spacious and domineering... What kind of fashion trend is this! I don't understand..." Bian Mu couldn't help but think in his heart.

...

In the "He Shu Yuan" restaurant, the middle-aged waitress was not busy in the store. She greeted Bian Mu and his friends with a smile. She was a young and beautiful waitress. Bian Mu just glanced at her casually and felt that the beauty in front of him didn't look like a waitress.

Without thinking much, they exchanged a few words with each other, and Bian Mu began to order dishes, six dishes and one soup, two of which were ordered by Nie Yawen herself. The main dish was fried cakes. The base of glutinous rice cakes was mixed with some hawthorns processed by special technology. After frying, it looked like fried dough sticks, a very special appetizer staple food.

"I have been neglecting your medical skills for a while. I don't know how far you have progressed, but... your ability to appreciate food is improving day by day! I didn't expect that such a place would open such a special restaurant. It seems that I am a little behind the times!" Although her expression was a little exaggerated, Nie Yawen felt much more relaxed.

"I am glad that you like it! Come! Have tea!" As she spoke, Bian Mu made a cup of fragrant tea for Nie Yawen.

"Hey! Director Lu passed away. Did you hear about it?" Suddenly, Nie Yawen's pretty face was stern, and she said this in a serious tone.

Bian Mu nodded gently and said nothing.

"Who told you? Luo Jiaming? Or Qi Yuewei?" Nie Yawen asked with a smile.

"Neither, President Tao Wenjie!"

"Wow! It's her again! Every time... I'm so angry... Eh?! Didn't I remind you a long time ago?! Don't get too close to her! That person is poisonous!"

"Don't worry, I'm busy all day long, and I don't really have much contact with her. She just passed by our clinic and had a casual meal together." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"Hmph! Just know it! Do you know? Director Lu originally had a chance to survive this time..." At this point, Nie Yawen looked around alertly and lowered her tone of voice several degrees.

"Really? You were also at the scene?!" Without thinking too much, Bian Mu made a guess casually.

"Huh?! How did you guess so accurately?! That's right! I accompanied my grandfather at the time. On the plane, my grandfather told me that if we arrived a few days later, something might happen to the Lu family..."

"Then... When you arrived in Beiqi, was Director Lu still in good condition?" Bian Mu asked out of curiosity.

"At least he's still alive... When my grandfather arranged for relevant personnel to boil medicine for him, within two hours, his condition suddenly worsened. The back pain symptom that had never been recorded in any case suddenly came out of nowhere, causing my grandfather to rush to give him acupuncture and bloodletting... Alas! Time was not good, maybe we arrived too late, and in the end we still couldn't save him..." Speaking of this, Nie Yawen seemed a little sad.

It can be seen that the relationship between the Nie family and the Lu family is definitely not bad.

"I heard... Teacher Zhao Xicheng has been guarding Mr. Lu? Isn't he also quite good at medicine?" Bian Mu questioned with a serious expression.

"Hey... Tao Wenjie is still telling you everything! This time... Actually, it's no wonder Zhao Xicheng... Maybe, this is Dong Lu's fate? You may not know, in fact... Dong Lu is a very good person, but I just focus a little on profits and I'm a little strict with my subordinates. Although I don't know much about the business world, but... Generally speaking, their family is law-abiding. As for those gray areas, I can't tell clearly. , in short... Mr. Lu doesn't deserve to die, don't listen to the nonsense on the street, by the way! I have to test you, tell me, where did Mr. Lu suffer such a big loss in the end? Can you guess from a medical perspective, especially from a traditional Chinese medicine perspective?”

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu smiled first, and then responded casually after a moment of silence: "Overnutrition? Overmedication?"

"How is that possible! According to my grandpa, Dong Lu's IQ is only above you, not below you. Moreover, you don't know, right? Dong Lu learned a lot of traditional Chinese medicine techniques from my grandpa, so He’s also a genius, guess again!”

"Then let me guess again... is it... that Mr. Lu was too meticulous in using medicine and determining the medical plan? As a result, he harmed himself?" Bian Mu continued to guess a few words casually.

Upon hearing this, Nie Yawen was stunned.

"It's strange to say... My grandpa's guess was right. You are exactly what he thought, but... why do I still feel so surprised? Is it really what my grandpa said? The basics of your and his brain waves are The running waveforms should be similar!"

As soon as he heard this, Bian Mu was happy.

"How is that possible! Taking a step back and looking at this from the perspective of physics, biology, and mathematics, it's impossible. What's more, doesn't the definition of brain waves in Chinese medicine ultimately have to go back to the pulse?"

"Eh?! It's really weird! My grandpa also said this, are you stupid?! Hahaha..." As she spoke, Nie Yawen laughed heartily.