Practicing business and practicing medicine

On the phone, Qi Yuewei's tone of voice sounded no different from usual, as friendly, natural, and pleasant as ever...

"My dad asked me yesterday if Mr. Wei's daughter-in-law could be cured?"

"It's a bit difficult!" Bian Mu told the truth on the other end of the phone.

"You can't even handle it?!"

"The problem is not medicine, the key is whether she has the sincerity to conceive normally." Bian Mu replied with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"how do I say this?"

"Life in this world, in a sense, is all about a few breaths, thus forming its own intricate Qi. If someone lacks a certain Qi for a long time, then they have to face one or more things. For this disease, Ms. Cheng does not have enough righteousness and the relevant values ​​​​are not up to standard. She will not be able to conceive in this life. In the same way, she must be able to change her mind and re-correct her life direction, especially the kind of intolerance that she has held for a long time. If you fundamentally correct your three views, you will soon be able to conceive normally, and there will be no difficulty in medicine." Bian Mu explained with a smile on the phone.

"I feel a little confused when I hear this. Can someone named Cheng understand this?! Why do I not believe it so much!" Qi Yuewei was happy on the other end of the phone.

"She is quite smart and will turn around sooner or later. Now, I recommend her to Teacher Meng Shulan. Before you called, a female disciple of Professor Meng came over and chatted for a while. Maybe it was Teacher Meng's intention. It was the senior sister who was so smart that she secretly made up her mind to help her mentor." As he spoke, Bian Mu briefly introduced the main points of his discussion with the female disciple.

"That's good. We've saved each other's face, and the unspeakable secret between Mr. Wei's daughter-in-law has been quietly resolved. Well! I have an explanation for my dad. You haven't eaten yet! It's hot, how about some light snacks?" On the phone, Qi Yuewei asked for lunch.

"I can't go! I have to go to Beicheng and talk to an old man named Wei."

"Beicheng? Which area specifically?"

"To the east of Huayucheng in Beicheng, on Qianjin Road, there is a drugstore called "Old Pharmacist", and the owner's surname is Wei."

"The way forward... Then I won't accompany you there! Do you have any plans for the weekend?"

"No...is there something wrong?"

"A few of my best friends have come back from overseas and are gathering together. You should come too!"

"Where?"

"Yunhu Villa is for leisure and entertainment. It is located west of Nancheng and at the foot of Wugong Mountain."

"What a great place! Sunday?"

"That place is quite big. We have to leave before seven in the morning. Is it convenient for you?"

"It should be nothing. Then I'll be ready. If anything happens, I'll definitely let you know on Saturday night."

"Sure! Be careful on the road!"

"Easy!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

Okay, look at what this means, Qi Yuewei has always been kept in the dark. After all, her father is a bit rich, and there are certain things that he will definitely not tell his beloved daughter.

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Before Nana left, she filled the refrigerator full of local delicacies from Lijin. In the summer, if Bian Mu didn't have time to eat them, they would spoil them sooner or later. Bian Mu took a taxi back to the Wu family's old house and picked out the most delicious ones. Mr. Wei brought a big bag of expensive food.

To the east of Huayucheng, Beicheng, there is the "Old Pharmacist" drugstore at No. 215 Qianqian Road.

The big locust tree has a deep shade. Under the tree, Mr. Wei is sitting alone on a leisurely chair, his eyes slightly closed and swaying rhythmically. The cattail leaf fan in his hand is swinging back and forth in front of his chest. Under the leisure chair, a black shepherd dog lay obediently on the soles of the old man's feet, sticking out its tongue from time to time. It was also hot.

There are two birdcages hanging on the branches of the locust tree. They are made of bamboo. The blue cloth only covers a small part of them. In one birdcage stands a small yellow and green bird, which looks peaceful at the moment. Jing, Bian Mu guessed that this kind of bird seems to be called "Brother Yun". It is good at flying high and sings sweetly. What a good bird!

There was an unknown black bird in another birdcage. It had sharp eyes and was relatively large. It was half awake and half asleep at the moment.

Standing and watching from a distance for a while, Bian Mu was quite moved by this scene.

"No wonder the old man, with his amazing medical skills, chose to retire to the countryside early. He has other pursuits in life! How good! I will probably choose this way of life when I retire in the future." Bian Mu thought to himself.

The person on duty in the store right now is a young man who looks five or six years older than Bian Mu. I have never seen him before.

"Uncle Wei! Take a rest! Have you had lunch?" Bian Mu said hello respectfully as he walked up to him.

"Good boy! I haven't been here for some time! You are walking more and more briskly! I didn't realize that you are old, you are really old! Are you still working hard in the morning and evening? Rain or shine?" As he spoke, Mr. Wei greeted Bian Mu and sat down on a small bamboo chair next to him.

"The outpatient volume is huge! I can't do it without practice! I can't handle it physically." Bian Mu responded with a smile.

"Haha... In this city of Lijin, there are all kinds of famous doctors, not to mention ordinary quacks. If you try to be clever, not many people will notice, hahaha... It's better to be honest and go a long way. Don't tell me, it's not easy to suffer a big loss! Oh! You are so polite...it's just right. It's hot and I don't have much appetite. Let's get something light here, Mr. Wei. I was about to get up and go to the backyard to get some food.

"It's hot! You'd better rest in this precious place. I'll be cooking! Who's new here?"

"He is the grandson of an old friend, a master of medicine, who is in the same field as us. He has been trained in several hospitals but failed to stay. His mother is worried that he will get sick at home, so she sent him to my place to relax. I will pay him a little salary every month, just as an employment station."

"Is that so? What's your surname?"

"Shi, a very honest man, but... his brain is a little less intelligent, and he can't compare with you."

"Don't say that, old man, you take a rest first, I'll go to the backyard to see if there is anything to eat." After that, Bian Mu carried the food bag into the "Old Pharmacist" pharmacy.

"Brother! Hello, my surname is Bian, old friend Wei."

"Oh! My surname is Shi, old man, I am a junior, where are you making money now?"

"Open a clinic."

"Clinic? You just said your surname is Bian... You can't be that popular little doctor! Oh! It's really you! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" As he spoke, the young man surnamed Shi suddenly became much more polite.

"No, no! It's just rumors on the street, don't take it seriously! I wonder if you have any dietary restrictions? I'll go to the backyard and get us some food."

"Anything is fine. My mother usually tells me to eat less chili."

"Okay! Mr. Wei is old, and it's so hot, so I won't put any chili in it. You're busy first, and we'll talk while we eat."

"Okay! We'll talk later!" As he spoke, the young man surnamed Shi went to check the flow of the day elsewhere.

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With vegetarian dumplings as the base, Bian Mu made three bowls of sour soup dumplings, three cold dishes, a large plate of thinly sliced ​​salted duck, and some lotus leaf cakes, which was simple and refreshing.

Mr. Wei ate very deliciously, and he didn't praise him, but his eyes were full of praise.

The young man surnamed Shi was tired all morning, and soon he ate the whole bowl of soup dumplings without leaving a drop. What a good appetite!