Practicing business and practicing medicine

Dr. Yue is a smart man. In her impression, although Bian Mu is very smart, he has no talent. In a few words, she has heard clearly: Bian Mu has a very bad impression of Peng Yihai.

"The so-called one-time relationship is probably an unpleasant meeting or encounter. The main responsibility must be on Peng Yihai. There should be little progress in the diagnostic procedures of traditional Chinese medicine. How can you treat a doctor with such strong opposition?! Forget it! Today I will do it. Let's stop here, there is a long way to go, so let's discuss this matter in the long run!" After understanding this section, Dr. Yue was ready to end it.

"Doctor Bian's pathological analysis has been quite thorough. As the saying goes, diseases come like a mountain and go away like threads. Even old illnesses accumulated over decades cannot be cured in a short time. Once the cause is found, even if it goes away, We're halfway there, thank you! It's time for them to serve the main course!" As he spoke, Dr. Yue rang the bell to call the head waiter to arrange the next stage of the main course.

Bian Mu had almost finished eating, and felt that the atmosphere of the place had been ruined by him. It was a bit embarrassing to sit down again.

Why bother!

After taking a few sips of soup and saying a few polite words, Bian Mu had nothing to be afraid of, so he stood up and left directly.

Dr. Yue whispered something into her mother's ear, picked up her handbag and hurriedly chased her out.

When Bian Mu heard the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground quickly behind him, he knew that Dr. Yue was chasing him. There was actually nothing between him and Dr. Yue, so Bian Mu stopped and waited.

"I'm so sorry! I should have informed you beforehand." As he walked forward, Dr. Yue apologized again.

"Actually, we are both right. As for me, I am not originally from your circle. I am just not used to some of your habits. There is no right or wrong in this! My attitude was not very good just now. Please forgive me!" Mu also said a few polite words to Dr. Yue.

"It's okay. I saw something wrong with your face just now. I thought you were angry!" Dr. Yue breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved.

Talking and laughing, the two went downstairs to the parking lot and got in the car to return to Huikang Hospital.

Just as Bian Mu was about to get out of the car, Dr. Yue asked with a smile: "Can you tell me? Can Peng Yihai's disease be cured?"

Bian Mu shook his head gently and said nothing.

"What? Has it developed to the point of terminal illness?!" Dr. Yue asked in surprise.

"That's not the case, but...this man's character and humanity have been deeply rooted in his bones. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the medicine to reach him! Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless he can refresh his outlook on life and give up those false reputations that he relies on most in his life, there may still be a glimmer of hope."

"That's difficult...forget it! Speaking of it, I only have an indirect relationship with him. It's up to her to take care of my mother's stupid things! Get some rest early!"

"You should drive slower on the road!"

"It's easy! Please contact me if you need anything!" After saying that, Dr. Yue turned around and drove away.

…

That night, through the hospital's mobile APP software, Bian Mu reduced his registration quota by 5. He had to set aside some time to talk to Vice President Cui.

Before going to bed, Bian Mu sat in front of his laptop and typed out an application form for a long time. He checked it repeatedly and found nothing inappropriate before saving it to his phone.

The next day, Bian Mu went to work normally.

Just after ten o'clock, after saying hello to Dr. Wu and the other three, Bian Mu printed out the application form and went out to talk to Vice President Cui.

…

There were guests in Vice President Cui's office, and the female assistant very politely arranged for Bian Mu to sit and wait in the small reception room nearby for a while.

About six or seven minutes later, the female assistant told Bian Mu that he could go in.

As soon as he went out, Bian Mu saw Kuang Yiheng walking out of the office, with Vice President Cui sending him off.

"Teacher Kuang! I haven't seen you for a while, how are you?" Bian Mu quickly stepped forward and said politely.

"Ouch! Xiaobian! It's okay, it's okay! You're quite used to staying here!" Uncharacteristically, Kuang Yiheng looked very polite.

"It's so-so, but the workload is a bit heavy. Is there something wrong with you?" Bian Mu said politely with a smile.

"Alas! My eldest brother is not doing well recently. He asked Vice President Cui for a single room." Kuang Yiheng responded with a calm expression.

"Which department?"

"Oncology."

"Huh?! Early stage?"

"Oh! Forget it, let's not talk about it...just go about your business! I have to go over and say hello."

"Then go quickly! See you later!"

"Goodbye!" After saying that, Kuang Yiheng turned around and walked quickly towards the elevator entrance.

Bian Mu watched him off and found a lady not far away waiting for Kuang Yiheng. Behind the woman were two middle-aged men and women, probably relatives and friends of the Kuang family.

Kuang Yiheng never looked back until he disappeared into the elevator.

Bian Mu suddenly felt a little lonely, thinking that he and Teacher Kuang would never truly reach reconciliation in this life.

…

"I haven't seen you in a few years. Your old leader is much older. Speaking of which, he and I are only five or six years apart. Please sit down! What's the matter?" Vice President Cui seemed quite polite.

"Teacher Kuang usually pays attention to health care. Maybe there are a lot of things in the county. It's a lot of hard work! I want to apply for outpatient treatment. Do you think I'm qualified?" As he spoke, Bian Mu handed the application form in his hand to the table. side.

"Going to the field?! What? Are you anxious to make money? Let's go by the number of years! You still have to wait a few years, but... in terms of business, you are indeed qualified, so be it! I will discuss it with the other hospital leaders later. I’ll get you an exception.”

"Thank you! Then I will go back to the outpatient clinic."

"Go quickly! I'm a busy man!" Vice President Cui didn't mean to give any gifts at all. He raised his hand and sent Bian Mu out.

…

In the evening, Bian Mu had just gotten off work. Halfway there, his cell phone rang.

Huang Boxi’s phone number.

"The medicine you want is ready. Can I deliver it to you, or should you pick it up yourself?"

"I'll bring it to you. You haven't had dinner yet? Come together!"

"Okay! I want to drink black rice porridge. How about two bowls of old Zhang's porridge?"

"Okay! Where shall we meet? Shall I go to the front station first?" Bian Mu said politely on the phone.

"OK!" After saying that, Huang Boxi hung up the phone.

…

"Zhangji Porridge Shed" is located in a busy road, surrounded by many restaurants of different sizes. It's a bit simple to just drink porridge. Bian Mu went to several famous restaurants nearby and ordered a few special dishes. For meals, each family pays an extra 5 yuan, and their clerk will deliver the prepared dishes to Bian Mu.

"Zhangji Porridge Sponge" is a Chinese-style chain fast food restaurant with plenty of seats and slightly better conditions on the second floor. During peak periods, each customer is charged an additional service fee of 15 yuan.

Because of the 15 yuan, the second floor is relatively quiet.

Bian Mu booked two seats on the second floor, paid 10 yuan more for a better pot of tea, and carried it upstairs.

After a while, Uncle Huang arrived.

"Here! See if it works!" As he spoke, Huang Boxi handed over a medicine bag made of special non-woven fabric for the Huang family.

Through the medicine bag, Bian Mu could already smell the strong medicinal fragrance.

"Look at what you said, this can be wrong! Haha..." After putting the medicine away, Bian Mu stood up and made Huang Boxi a cup of tea to go with the meal. Drinking this kind of tea will not affect sleep.

The two of them sat there and chatted for a while. The clerks from each store brought five dishes to go with the meal. They were all delicious and delicious, and the smell made them very appetizing.

"It's just a dinner, why is it so complicated?" Even though he said this, Huang Boxi was still very happy in his heart.

"These are light dishes, not greasy or greasy, please!" As he spoke, Bian Mu stood up and asked the waitress to serve the porridge.

While eating and chatting, Bian Mu casually briefly talked about Peng Yihai.

"He! Hey! He is also a smart guy! However, the work he does is really good. It has always been a special choice for rich people to give gifts to each other. After all, he can be regarded as a person with some skills. What a pity. ! People's hearts are not upright, and their bodies are exhausted." Huang Boxi looked down upon Peng Yihai's character.

"Really? You know a lot about his condition."

"We can't talk about it! Cen Songxue asked his apprentice to ask me to prepare medicine for Peng several times. After a few inferences from the prescriptions, it's all there! You know...hehe..."

"Then I did the right thing by ignoring his trouble!"

"No! Man! It doesn't matter where you work, you have to stick to the bottom line. There are some things you don't know... Forget it, such a good dish, why are we talking about him behind his back! I'm not driving anyway, otherwise, let's do it White?"

"Okay! Please wait!" As he spoke, Bian Mu stood up and quickly went downstairs to buy wine at the old "Happy Forest" store across the road.