Practicing business and practicing medicine

Like a mountain that is unshakable and heavy, the Lu family has weighed on Fang's heart for some years. With God's mercy, Bian Mu used his superb medical skills to assist him for a while, and Fang was able to escape the disaster.

However...

Fang can't return to the painting and calligraphy circle for a while before his spirit is fully recovered. Usually, after sending his beloved son to school and strolling along the street for a while, Fang feels that the bustling street scene is the joy of others and has little to do with himself.

From time to time, I always feel empty in my heart...

The decline of the Lu family, the gradual recovery of his own illness, and the growing understanding of his beloved son... Such happy events have been slowly diluted by time. It is not a good thing for this person to be depressed from time to time all day long.

Painter Fang felt that she was getting lonelier and lonelier as she lived...

It was very unexpected that when she held the dagger that looked as thin as water in her hand, the sword light slightly rose, and she seemed to be suddenly endowed with some kind of power, steady as a pine tree, calm and composed...I haven't had such an experience for a long time.

Talking and laughing, the female guest patiently taught Painter Fang how to pinch the sword formula, how to step on the nine palaces and eighteen steps, and why the tip of the sword is called the eye sight...

Painter Fang was born very spiritual, and she learned everything a few beats faster than her peers. After a few sword moves, she had already understood something.

Seeing that Painter Fang was as stupid as that at the beginning, it didn't take long for Painter Fang to wave the dagger, step and move, follow the sword with her eyes, and move with the sword...Although the dance atmosphere was strong, more or less, she actually danced out a little sword meaning.

Curious, the female shopkeeper came out from the counter, slowly approached the two, and watched them intently for a while, and her expression gradually calmed down.

Knife skills, sword intentions, fists, qi power... Bian Mu is no layman at all. After watching for a while, Bian Mu felt much more at ease.

"No need to ask, these two are all experts, and they are definitely more than enough to guide Painter Fang. Usually... it would be better if they could get a little closer. Painter Fang has been away from the world for many years, and has gradually integrated into the lively life of ordinary people. His yang energy is gradually recovering, so what is there to worry about." Thinking of this, Bian Mu suddenly felt that this trip today was not in vain.

Seeing that everyone looked different, the big man realized that his work today was not in vain. If Master Yang asked about it later, he would at least have a similar explanation. At this moment, he was naturally very happy.

"Brother Meng! May I ask the owner's surname?"

"Nie! The Nie family of Hebiandi!" The man surnamed Meng replied casually with a smile.

"Oh! Hebiandi... During the Ming Dynasty, it seems that there were many military households in that place!"

"Doctor Bian is so knowledgeable! That's right, the old Nie family is a big family in the craftsman camp, and they are good at making all kinds of military equipment! When it came to her father's generation, he directly studied metallurgy, and the old man is still a professor rehired by a university in Nanjin! He is in charge of several research institutes, and she also has a foundation. After years of hard work, she has made this kind of rare and excellent sword. Usually, we want to give one to a friend, but it's hard to ask for it from the door! Haha..."

"Thank you very much, thank you very much! Painter Fang's energy has not been fully recovered, so let's stop here first! Two swords are not cheap, I'll pay for them." As he said this, Bian Mu prepared to scan the code to pay.

"Hey! This is not about money. I just invited you two here. Whether the old Nie family is willing to help or not depends on fate. You can take the sword. As for the money... you'd better settle it with Master Yang later! What do you think?"

"Okay! Then... I won't say much later!"

"It's okay! We are not strangers, we know what's going on!" After saying that, the man surnamed Meng stood up and winked at the female boss surnamed Nie while refilling the teapot.

Boss Nie immediately understood and signaled to the female guest.

"I can see that you are still a little weak. Don't look at this short sword in your hand. Once the sword energy is activated, the more you go on, the more energy you will consume! For you, the amount of exercise today is a bit excessive. Take a break and drink some tea!" As she spoke, the female guest very decently helped Painter Fang return the short sword to the sheath, and politely let her sit at the chess table.

Out of curiosity, Bian Mu picked up the long sword from the counter, lightly pressed the spring, and casually pulled out half of the sword body. The light coldness was slightly revealed, and the sword was deeply restrained. It was indeed extraordinary.

Drawing the sword in his right hand, Bian Mu casually flipped three or five sword flowers.

"Haha... Doctor Bian is so skilled! Since you are here, why don't you... pick one too!" In the corner of her eyes, the female guest saw that Bian Mu was quite good at it, and smiled and greeted him.

"Thank you! If I want to practice, I will practice sword! It's a really good sword!" As he spoke, Bian Mu gently flicked the sword body with his left hand a few times.

The golden sound was clear and lingering. Needless to say, it was definitely a thing that had been tempered a thousand times.

Talking and laughing, it was time for lunch. Bian Mu said he would treat them. The restaurant was not big but quite unique. He had no other intentions, but just wanted the three of them to go over and get acquainted and change their appetite.

The three were all generous people, and they didn't refuse. They turned around and briefly explained their own affairs and drove with Bian Mu to "Heshuyuan".

The four people took two cars. On the way, Painter Fang was obviously much more cheerful. She kept asking Bian Mu about the common sense of swordsmanship. Seeing that her personality was gradually becoming more cheerful, Bian Mu felt very relieved.

...

When I woke up, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

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Bian Mu washed his face, picked up his phone and called Uncle Yang from the "Flower Field Ghost Market".

"I get along with Old Nie's father like brothers, and Old Man Meng is no stranger to us. It's not about money. It's rare that you know the value of the goods! How great! If you feel bad, just think of them as a gift to me. As for you, you just took the things from me."

"Hehe...then I'll owe you a debt first! The Nie family has a way of forging swords, which has inspired the younger generation to practice medicine. The combination of Chinese and Western smelting can actually forge such a magical sword body. It's incredible. It doesn't weigh much in my hand. When the sword intention comes together, the sense of weight comes to my body at once. That kind of...the feeling of lifting light as if it were heavy is really wonderful!" On the phone, Bian Mu praised the Nie family's sword.

"You are so young, but you have already developed such a feel for the job. It's not easy! No wonder you see so many patients a day and rarely make mistakes."

"I am far from that. Then... I'd like to trouble you to express your gratitude to the Nie family. The Chinese New Year is coming soon! I will go to their house to pay New Year's greetings during the Spring Festival."

"Okay! Their family is very prosperous, and the Chinese New Year will last from the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month to the 16th day of the first lunar month! If you are free, let's go over and sit together. It's a good thing!"

"Then... what kind of holiday gift should I bring?"

"You're welcome! Bring two boxes of tea and some famous wine as a token of your appreciation. Today is different from the past. You are a person of status now. We can talk behind closed doors. You are a sincere gentleman. If you stand in front of their door, the old Nie family will be happy for a year. Hahaha..."

"Senior, you are joking. Then I will prepare some more medicine for bruises, beauty and tendon care pills to take with you."

"Just a token of your appreciation. Don't take it too seriously. You are not an outsider. It would be bad if you make things too distant."

"Got it. I will go to the hospital to visit some key patients and talk another day!"

"Got your business! Hang up!" After saying that, Uncle Yang hung up the phone.