Practicing business and practicing medicine

Two customers, a man and a woman, had their backs to Bian Mu and his friends. They looked like the owners of the calligraphy and painting.

"Sorry! The price is a bit high. I can't take it. You two should ask for help from someone else!" Putting down the magnifying glass, Uncle Yang was polite to the two customers. When he looked up, he saw Bian Mu and Luo Zhanqi sitting at the door looking over here.

He nodded slightly to Bian Mu and his friends, and Uncle Yang didn't say hello to them.

When the two customers heard this, they didn't say much. They exchanged a few polite words with Uncle Yang, put away the calligraphy and painting, stood up and left directly. When the two passed by the door, Bian Mu found that the female customer seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Uncle! What's up with those two?" Bian Mu stood up and said hello to Uncle Yang.

"Hey! He said that there was a patient at home, and they were raising money for treatment. There were some problems with the items. They had been cut and repaired, and they were worth at most about 100,000 yuan. We never touch that kind of stuff." As he spoke, Grandpa Yang came out from the counter and greeted Luo Zhanqi.

Grandpa Yang occasionally went to the clinic to get some medicine, said hello when he passed by, and knew Luo Zhanqi.

"Really? The excuse was made up? The items were half real, is that what you mean?" Bian Mu asked with a smile, a little curious.

"I'm not sure, a stranger, it's your first time here, forget it! Just come and sit down, you're always so polite!" As he spoke, Grandpa Yang put away the gifts generously.

The tea was good, and the three of them sat around the reception table and chatted for a while.

Bian Mu gave a detailed introduction to the fact that Guan Yuelin's nephew had to make a set of pure gold finger guards.

"Gold is soft, and alloy parts must be used in the middle, right?" Listening to Grandpa Yang's words, he was quite familiar with this kind of treatment.

"Yes, the fixing rings are all alloys, and aluminum-magnesium alloy sheets will do."

"Okay! I'll contact a few companies to try." After saying that, Grandpa Yang got up and returned to the counter, unfolding an old notebook and looking through it for a few times.

After making a few calls, Grandpa Yang agreed to a master craftsman named Sun.

Last night at home, Bian Mu had already printed out the design sketches through computer software. Seeing that Grandpa Yang had already agreed to a master craftsman, he took out the draft from his backpack and handed it to Grandpa Yang.

"It's so detailed! Brother Sun will probably charge a lot of processing fees!" Grandpa Yang said with a smile after looking at it for a long time.

"It's okay, just make it clear about the price. At least two-thirds of the deposit must be paid first. What do you think?"

"No need! Both parties are acquaintances. It's the old rule. A deposit of 30,000 yuan. If something goes wrong in the middle, this kind of thing will not be difficult to resell. In the past two years, people have been very pampered. Your treatment has almost no sequelae. Many years ago, I saw someone use it. The man's surname was Yuan. He was very skilled. The injured person was a friend of mine. At that time, Fu Yanwei was still alive. The work he did was brilliant and people looked at it strangely!" While examining the draft, Grandpa Yang smiled and recalled the past.

"Yuan? Uncle of the famous doctor Zhao Xicheng?" Bian Mu asked quickly.

"I don't remember. He was also the director of a tertiary hospital. He was taciturn and didn't like to talk."

"Really? How many sets did you do at that time?" Bian Mu asked with a smile, a little curious.

"One set on the wrist, like a bracelet, one for the ring finger or the middle finger, and a few bone nails are also driven into the palm joint, which are also made of pure gold. At that time, I was wondering how to hammer gold into it since it is so soft. Who would have thought that Doctor Yuan's technique was very clever. He used a long guide needle and a few thin coins to do it. Local anesthesia, very fast, I guess he is as good as you." Grandpa Yang replied with a smile.

"I dare not drive bone nails or something like that, for fear of inflammation and trouble later." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Then... does the person who will come later not need bone nails?"

"Not for the time being, his little finger was broken by someone, and he is still a white-collar worker, delicate and cherishes his life very much! We give the doctor's instructions here, and he will definitely follow them to the letter. The elasticity generated by the clips used on the finger guard is enough."

"Oh! So delicate and still fighting, it doesn't sound bad!" Upon hearing this, Grandpa Yang raised his eyebrows and responded with a smile.

"It's probably because of jealousy, and he was retaliated against, hehe... He got beaten! Oh! It's almost time, Luo Ge! You accompany Uncle Yang, I'll go out to greet them." After saying that, Bian Mu picked up the umbrella and went out to the south gate.

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I don't know how Guan Yuelin warned his nephew at home, anyway, the boy surnamed Fei is as obedient as a cat now, and he listens to whatever Bian Mu asks him to do.

Pulse, measurement, plaster shaping and mold taking... The backpack that Bian Mu carried can really hold things, everything you need.

Uncle Yang is fine, he already knows that Bian Mu is a master of medicine, and he sits not far away and drinks his tea without saying a word.

Guan Yuelin and Luo Zhanqi stood by and watched, feeling a little scared. Bian Mu's medical skills are far beyond his age, and God knows what kind of strange tricks he can use at a special moment in the future.

Luo Zhanqi was so impressed.

Guan Yuelin's little thoughts disappeared completely. He decided that from now on, he would never play tricks with Bian Mu on anything related to medical skills. Looking at the entire Lijin City, 99.99% of the people would not buy it!

...

Everything was done. Bian Mu was slightly sweaty and tired!

"Uncle Yang! Please find a friend to accompany them to Uncle Sun to try the plaster mold. I don't want to get involved in the specific price. Doctor Luo and I won't go over, right?" Turning back, Bian Mu greeted Uncle Yang.

"Okay! I'll call now. Old Sun is also a person of some status. I'll ask his nephew to drive the two gentlemen over later. Mr. Guan, how about it?"

"We will listen to whatever the old senior arranges." Guan Yuelin's eyebrows were empty. Uncle Yang's temperament was there. He knew very well in his heart that the old senior in front of him was not an easy person to deal with. I really didn't expect that Bian Mu, who was so gentle and refined, had such a deep friendship with such an old-fashioned person.

Guan Yuelin secretly warned himself that he must not have any ulterior motives when dealing with Bian Mu in the future, otherwise, who knows who would plot against whom in the future!

Uncle Yang saw that Guan Yuelin's attitude was okay, smiled, and didn't say anything more. After the phone call was settled, he invited everyone to drink tea and chat.

After a while, a car came outside the door. Guan Yuelin was very tactful and took his nephew into the car and left.

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Bian Mu and his friends were chatting enthusiastically when Guan Yuelin and his friends came back.

“How much did you ask for?” Curious, Bian Mu stood up and asked.

“Grandpa gave you two face and asked for more than 10,000 yuan, which is much less than I expected. Thank you, thank you! Senior! I am very grateful!”

Grandpa Yang smiled and waved his hand without saying much nonsense to him.

Bian Mu took Guan Yuelin outside the door and chatted for a while.

Out of curiosity, he wanted to know how the finger was injured. Bian Mu specifically warned Guan Yuelin that even if the pure gold finger guard was made, stress calculation would take a lot of effort.

Hearing this, Guan Yuelin was overwhelmed at the time. This time, he was completely convinced.