Practicing business and practicing medicine

There has been an interesting saying circulating in the market, saying that no matter how many large cities with huge populations one is in, if someone wants to contact another completely unrelated stranger, in fact, at most six calls will be enough to connect with that stranger.

Bian Mu even checked the Internet for this and found that there are indeed experts and scholars who have studied similar issues. At that time, it was called the "six degrees of separation" theory, which said that the number of contacts between a person and any stranger will not exceed six people.

Today, it seems that the so-called "six degrees of separation" theory does make some sense. The two walked into the gym. Bi Shaoxiong specially selected a fitness coach who looked more friendly. The two stood there and chatted for a while. Then the male coach called another middle-aged man in a jacket. Bi Shaoxiong tried to get close to him for a long time, and the middle-aged man was happy at that time.

"Boss Bi is also in the circle! I really didn't see that they are not outsiders. As long as there is no one, you two can use it at will. There is a locker room over there. If you need it, I will ask them to send the key over." The middle-aged man said very straightforwardly.

"Thanks! No need. We just need to borrow your precious place to stretch our muscles and bones, so as to avoid falling and having to go to the hospital. It's troublesome!"

"You're welcome! I'll get you two something to drink." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned and left.

Approaching, Bian Mu smiled and said: "You are so famous, you know friends everywhere!"

"There are only a few famous people in the Sanda circle! 'Six degrees of separation'! You know it! It's just a random trick! Let's go! Should we find a new pair of shoes to change?" Bi Shaoxiong asked with a smile.

Bi Shaoxiong is a particular person. At this time, he was wearing a pair of fine handmade leather shoes.

"That's not necessary. Just wear socks barefoot. Mr. Bi, you really practiced before?" As he spoke, Bian Mu deliberately chose a more secluded unmanned boxing ring.

"Of course not! I learned from a physical education teacher in the second year of junior high school. He was a little famous in the circle. We thought he was interesting, so we followed him to learn for a while. In high school, I also practiced Taekwondo with my classmates. From freshman year to now, I have returned to Sanda." As he spoke, he put his leather shoes in a place where others could not easily step on them, put on socks barefoot, stretched out his hand to pull the wide rope of the guardrail, and jumped lightly. Bi Shaoxiong was already on the boxing ring.

With a smile, Bian Mu put on his casual shoes, lowered his head to let the bottom guardrail rope pass, and stepped onto the boxing ring as light as a swallow.

Bi Shaoxiong seemed to have guessed what Bian Mu was thinking.

Other boxing friends in the boxing gym mistakenly thought that the two were about to fight and exchanged ideas. Out of curiosity, a few men came over in groups of three or two to watch from a distance.

"Mr. Bi! Sorry for the slight offence!"

"You are so polite, Doctor Bian! Please!"

"Mr. Bi's entire body center of gravity, especially the center of gravity of the bones, has been seriously shifted. The entire weight of his body and mind is all on his knees. If you want to completely cure it, you must fundamentally change his behavior habits. In other words, as far as the skeletal system changes, your uncle must strictly follow all medical advice and completely transform himself. Otherwise, even if he finds the best orthopedic expert in Shangbeiqi to perform the corresponding surgery, he will have to undergo a second surgery within 8 years. What's more troublesome is that during the 8 years, your uncle's knee pain will be transferred to the lumbar spine and cervical spine. If there is a slight mistake, the probability of paralysis will increase every year." The smile on his face gradually faded, and Bian Mu explained it clearly with a serious expression.

After listening carefully to every word, Bi Shaoxiong suddenly realized that he might make a fool of himself in public today.

"Listen to what Doctor Bian said... what he meant was... even if I persist in practicing Sanda, free fighting, etc. for many years, since we don't understand medical knowledge, no matter how much I struggle, it will be useless for you to throw me down later?!" Bi Shaoxiong asked with a puzzled look.

"Haha... you guessed it right! That's about what he meant."

"No way! Do I really look that weak?" Bi Shaoxiong responded unconvinced.

"You'll know only after you try it! In the first round, I will try to make you fall forward to the left, and after Mr. Bi falls to the ground, I will count to 7, and you may be able to get up by yourself. Of course, I will definitely do some tricks, very slight tricks, which will not cause any damage to you." Bian Mu smiled and explained a few words.

At this time, the middle-aged man came back with a sports drink. He had good hearing and heard every word of Bian Mu's last words.

With a look of surprise in his eyes, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look at Bian Mu's back carefully. Wolf waist? ! Not like it! Tiger back?! Bullshit! He is so weak, how can he look like a martial artist?! Since he dares to go on stage, he must have trained his arms! Look at his bear-like appearance, he is amazing if he can shake his arms with 30 kilograms of strength!

With a look of disdain, the middle-aged man looked down on Bian Mu.

"This is too damn pretentious! Are you so shameless to bluff people in the past two years?!" Standing in front of the stage, with his arms folded, he watched coldly for a few times, and the man couldn't help but think in his heart.

Bi Shaoxiong was immediately amused.

"Good! Good! Doctor Bian is really a god! I will continue!" As he spoke, Bi Shaoxiong shook his arms naturally, moved his feet several times, and twisted his neck several times.

Not to mention that he really has a bit of professionalism!

The audience felt that Bian Mu had no chance of winning, and he was just bragging.

"Boss Bi! Be careful!" After giving a warning, Bian Mu walked a few steps towards Bi Shaoxiong slowly.

With a smile, Bi Shaoxiong didn't take it seriously at all.

Suddenly, Bian Mu leaned over and rushed towards Bi Shaoxiong. Before anyone could react, in the blink of an eye, Bi Shaoxiong had already fallen to the ground sideways, on the left side, without any mistake.

"1...2...3..." Bian Mu half-knelt nearby, deliberately lengthening his voice and counting to 7.

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After struggling for a long time, Bi Shaoxiong was unable to get up again by his own strength.

The onlookers were shocked.

Then Bian Mu stood up and walked to Bi Shaoxiong with a smile, bent down and gently patted him two or three times somewhere on his lower back.

Huh? ! Easily, Bi Shaoxiong jumped up from the boxing mat. Good guy! He really has practiced for a few years!

At this time, no one dared to underestimate Bian Mu anymore. For a moment, no one could figure out what Bian Mu had done behind the scenes.

"Next, let's save some time. Mr. Bi, try to keep standing. I will try to make you fall in all directions a few times. Let's put it this way. As soon as you stand up, I will knock you down. It will be difficult for you to stand on the stage for 3 seconds. Do you believe it?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"I was just careless just now. Doctor Bian said too mysteriously. Come on! See it!" Okay! Bi Shaoxiong is still excited!

With a calm smile, Bian Mu suddenly rushed forward and gave Bi Shaoxiong a scissor and a push. Bi Shaoxiong fell on the stage again. It looked like a child.

Bi Shaoxiong was a little anxious and began to resist...

Immediately afterwards, Bian Mu simply gave up the wrestling method, the wrestling method, the dodging method... and started to grab, throw, and throw...

Good guy! Fierce, fierce, ruthless...

Forget about the 3 seconds. To the audience, Bi Shaoxiong was just like a pancake being tossed around by Bian Mu on the stage...