Practicing business and practicing medicine

The size of the well melon is not big. While chatting and eating, we saw that the two plates of melon flesh were almost eaten.

It was hot and humid in the summer night, and people usually went to bed late. Bian Mu had nothing to do anyway, so he chatted with the lady who was somewhat in love with her son for a while! As long as he could help pull her son out of the "sea of ​​spiritual suffering" in the end, it would be better than anything else.

Seeing that the lady looked different and curled her lips, Bian Mu said nothing more and lowered his head to eat the remaining melon flesh one by one.

"Doctor Bian means... I have to take at least part of the responsibility for my son's current situation?!" The woman asked hesitantly.

"It's about the same... I'm just guessing! When your son was born, it shouldn't be a normal birth? Caesarean section?" Bian Mu guessed with a cold expression.

Hearing this, the expression on the woman's face became a little uncomfortable.

Nodding gently, the woman did not explain too much.

"Then... since you dared to give the child Chinese medicine treatment when he was still very young, you must be quite knowledgeable about medicine. Then... from the perspective of Chinese medicine, which organ is the weakest in a person's life?" Bian Mu suddenly asked.

"The lungs are delicate organs... it should be the lungs, right?" The woman replied without hesitation.

"Then... when the child was born, if it was not a normal birth, and suddenly switched from abdominal breathing to lung breathing, during that sudden transition period... I guess you and your family, such as the child's father, should not have taken any special measures, right?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the woman seemed to realize something, first shook her head gently, and then nodded gently.

"So... your son was born with a weak lung meridian, which laid many hidden dangers. In the later period... especially after the official divorce, you took great care of your baby son, but... things will backfire, and you harmed the child instead. So... the exclusion and suppression among their colleagues in the company are nothing." At this point, Bian Mu still had some concerns and stopped talking.

The woman frowned and listened, bit her lip, and said nothing.

"I guess! You should like to grow flowers, maybe you are an expert in growing flowers. There are many key details in the process of seeds germinating and finally growing into trees. They can only be left to the sun and rain. If people intervene too much, no matter what kind of plants they grow, they will definitely not grow well. So... the root of your son's disease is here. As for the fact that even famous Chinese medicine experts cannot eradicate it, I guess... it may be because everyone has a slightly different understanding of the path to eliminate phlegm. Based on my guess about your mother and son's past, if you want to completely cure it... shouldn't you start with regulating qi? Clear up the historical debt of your son's weak lung meridian since he was a child!" Bian Mu smiled and explained for a long time.

After hearing this, the woman lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

It is conceivable how difficult it is to change a person's bad habits that have been developed for decades, not to mention that the lady in front of him is a "ruthless" character with a soft exterior and a strong interior.

"Think carefully... Doctor Bian's words make sense, then... how to treat it specifically?"

"The psychological distance between you and your son is a little unbalanced, and you must adjust it immediately. How should I put it? You desperately pull your son, not wanting him to suffer, and you take care of him in every possible way in life. Little do you know that he has grown up gradually. The more you force him to pull, the more he is forced to resist. Over time, a very special tension naturally arises between you and your son. This tension is a deep harm to you and your son. Both your body and mind are damaged to varying degrees. You are the same, but you are born with a strong personality, and some discomfort is suppressed by you invisibly. In the future... sooner or later, it will be troublesome!" Bian Mu explained in detail for a long time in a calm tone.

This time, the woman seemed to have understood something.

"Then... how to treat it specifically?" The woman asked in a low voice.

"I'm planning to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. I've hired six masters on the construction site. They're all very kind. Since your son can't work normally now, why don't you go over there to help? Don't worry! I'll greet them in advance. The leader is surnamed Liang, and we're close friends. He'll take good care of your son in secret."

"Will this... cause trouble to everyone?" The woman was a little embarrassed.

"No, during lunch break, your son will go home to eat. He still has a basic salary. If he does a good job, I'll give him a bonus. Do you think... this is the right way to deal with it?"

"I don't deserve it, I really don't deserve it! There's no such reason in the world. It's good to change the environment... Then... what does he do on the construction site?" The woman asked in surprise.

"Help with chores first, move some building materials, etc. Also, go out to buy some things for the masters, order some fast food, etc. It won't be too heavy. The important thing is to participate and be attentive. Go home to rest at night. As soon as he comes in, don't ask unless he mentions the day's work!" Bian Mu explained with a smile.

"Well... okay! I believe in Doctor Bian's judgment. When will he come to take your pulse?" The woman asked calmly.

"Not for now! Let's work hard on the decoration site for a few days first!" Bian Mu asked casually.

"Okay... I believe you!"

"I'm a little curious... Logically speaking, your son also earns a lot of money in a year. Why do you care so much about a few hundred medical expenses?" Bian Mu suddenly remembered something and asked calmly.

"Alas... isn't he quite introverted! After get off work, he stayed at home trading stocks, and kept saying that he would save some money for my future retirement. As a result, he lost all the money he earned, and even gave me to He planned to pay for his future marriage without leaving any money..." At this point, the woman looked ashamed and stopped talking.

"Oh... with your talent, even if you love your son so much, you wouldn't lend him all your savings, right?! That... can only mean that your son was quite good at speculation in the early stage, so did he have a background in mathematics before? Did you learn well?"

"Alas... Dr. Bian is really good at predicting things! In a sense, he is barely a math genius, and he is somewhat talented. I remember... his best stock trading performance should be that he earned more than 700 Wanba! As you know, divorced families like ours are somewhat doting on their sons. I was so happy that I didn’t interrupt to ask any more questions. Who knows... In the end, we almost had to sell our ancestral home to pay off the debt... It’s all said and done…” When it came to the sad matter, a look of sadness suddenly appeared on the woman’s face.

"No wonder... that's right! I have to remind you a few words. In ancient times, metaphysics had to rely on completely rigorous ancient arithmetic to develop. Later generations spread rumors and made it mystical, deified, and witchcraft... If you don't have a solid foundation "

"I dare not take it! Thanks for the advice. Now, I am so dazzled that I will never do that thing again." Not bad, the woman behaved quite reasonably.