Practicing business and practicing medicine

On the day when "Huikang" Hospital received the first month's salary, Bian Mu transferred 3,500 yuan to his mother through his mobile phone to subsidize the household expenses, hoping that his mother could arrange a more comfortable life in his hometown.

When he went home to visit his family, Bian Mu found that the family's usual food, clothing and daily expenses had hardly changed. Patting his forehead, Bian Mu suddenly realized: his mother saved the 3,500 yuan directly for him. In the future, when Bian Mu bought a house and prepared to get married, his mother would be able to take out some savings to help him.

What is the custom in Lijin City in this regard? Bian Mu has no way of knowing. Qian Xiaotong's family is too rich to explain anything. Anyway, ordinary people in Lishi County generally have this custom, which is easy to understand.

When he received his salary again in the second month, Bian Mu increased the amount to 5,000 yuan.

When he went home to visit his family again, Bian Mu found that everything was the same as before.

Since then, Bian Mu has been adhering to the principle of no increase or decrease, and it is 5,000 yuan. Whether to save or spend, it depends on his mother.

At the beginning of the third month, Bian Mu started to bring things home directly. He was usually busy, so he sent things by express delivery in the same city. He bought whatever he remembered, including food and daily necessities.

Bian Mu had seen a lot of how relatives and friends of the same age as him got along with their parents. He found that he should honor his parents as early as possible, so as to avoid the sad scene of "the son wants to be filial but the parents are not waiting" when he really gets rich in the future.

So, Bian Mu would stare at his mother's pulse and complexion from time to time to prescribe some good medicine for her. The dosage was carefully calculated, and the insignificant negative effects had long been metabolized in daily life.

In addition, high-quality food, high-end maintenance products, famous and high-quality home appliances... Bian Mu would add some to the family from time to time. Sometimes, he gradually realized that money is a grandson, the more you spend, the more you have, and those who are stingy will only live poorer and poorer.

Bian Mu thought that his arrangement was quite good, but unfortunately, his mother did not cooperate much.

Since her son came to the city, the Bian family has upgraded their food, clothing and daily expenses by two or three levels. The old sisters who came to chat praised Bian's mother for raising a good son. Once, one of the old sisters found that the Bian family had three or five sets of high-end tooth washers. She was so surprised that she spread the word that the old Bian boy must have made a fortune in the city. Afterwards, Bian's mother enjoyed the long-lost sense of pride.

Bian's mother was frugal by nature, but she was not very good at managing the family. There were some things that she couldn't ask her son directly. For example, she never asked how much money Bian Mu made in a month. She only inferred it from the changes in Bian Mu's friends, the frequency and level of food and daily necessities he brought home.

Bian's mother believed that the family's life had improved by several levels, and the nutrition of protein, vitamins and the like must have kept up. She didn't feel any obvious discomfort, so why should she take tonic medicine! Therefore, she took the good medicine that Bian Mu brought back from time to time, especially when she was in a particularly good mental state, she completely forgot to take it.

Her husband was busy working and making money all day, and he was careless, so he really didn't pay attention to her taking medicine.

Bian Yue was away from home all day, rarely came back on weekends, and didn't worry about how the two old people at home were doing.

To a certain extent, Bian Mu's good intentions were naturally greatly discounted.

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"Longyuan Commercial Bank", Nana's brother was taking inventory, and when he saw Bian Mu coming from afar, he put out his cigarette, and Boss Feng strode out to greet him.

"Oh! The great doctor Bian is back! Nana must have caused you a lot of trouble in the city!" Boss Feng spoke as politely as ever.

"No, no! Bian Yue is bored at school! They just made an appointment to go out and play, brother! I have to borrow a motorcycle to go into the mountains."

"Going to collect herbs again! There are duty points at each valley entrance. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter the mountains. Nana didn't tell you!" As he spoke, Boss Feng invited Bian Mu to enter the store to drink some tea first.

"She was busy playing with my sister, maybe she forgot! Who are they? Did they contract Hongnigou?" Bian Mu pretended to be casual and asked, secretly surprised.

"Who knows! They are wearing ordinary security uniforms. I have talked to them several times. Their quality is okay. It should be that the higher-ups are considering strengthening the management of nature reserves. Good thing!"

"Then I don't have relevant documents. Can they let me into the mountains?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"I have to scan my face when I see it! If I carry something else with me, I have to pass the X-ray machine." Boss Feng replied with a smile.

"No way! So strict?"

"Of course not! However, I saw those herbal farmers coming in and out normally, and there is not much difference from before. Those self-driving tourists are not good, and they are all blocked outside the valley entrance, so polite!"

"Is that so! Then I'll go over and try my luck."

"Then I'll fill up the gas for you, and come back for a few drinks!" As he said that, Boss Feng went to the backyard to push the motorcycle.

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To enter Hongnigou to collect herbs, Bian Mu usually chooses the most difficult three-way intersection. The road is difficult to walk, there are few people, and the preservation rate of rare medicinal materials is generally the highest.

When we arrived at the place, we could see from a distance that a lot of iron fences had been built around the entrance to the mountain valley. The security guards on duty saw three or five of them. There were three special vehicles converted from vans parked, two black and one white. Bian Mu guessed that the white one should be an X-ray machine inspection vehicle.

"These equipments are not cheap! 'Yiyoukang' doesn't have the time for this right now, and the funds are probably not enough. Could it be that Tao Wenjie and the others are thinking of something?!" After watching from a distance for a while, Bian Mu drove the motorcycle straight to the entrance of the mountain valley with his feet changing gears and his hands stepping on the accelerator.

Parking, getting off, Bian Mu walked towards the male security guard closest to him.

"Cyclist? There is no traffic here, turn around and go back!" The male security guard directly refused Bian Mu to enter the valley.

"Come! Have a cigarette!" While passing cigarettes, Bian Mu also lit one himself.

"Pinch it, pinch it! It's dry and dry, forest fire prevention, I don't understand!" Having said that, he took the cigarette and put his hand on the root of his ear.

"Sorry! I forgot about this, me! I heard that I have to scan my face when I go into the mountains to collect herbs?" As he said this, Bian Mu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his toes.

"You?! You are so delicate, are there any herbal farmers like you?! Stop cheating me! Go back to where you came from!" The security guard curled his lips and waved his hand, ready to send Bian Mu away.

"Just swipe! I really am a herbalist." As he spoke, Bian Mu approached another younger male security guard.

The two security guards looked at Bian Mu doubtfully, and the younger one took a barcode scanner from the small square table and scanned Bian Mu from top to bottom.

The result came out quite quickly.

"Wow! You are really a herbalist! But... your certificate will expire at the end of the year! Bian Mu... Eh? You are not the famous Chinese medicine doctor in the city? That's right, oh! Sorry, it turns out to be Doctor Bian! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" As he spoke, the younger male security guard hurried forward and asked Bian Mu to take a seat and take a rest.