Practicing business and practicing medicine

After discussing it, the agreement was signed.

Bian Mu said with a smile: "You may not know much about Chinese medicine bone setting. We have completed all the procedures that need to be done. I have to remind you that the relevant treatment cannot be done today. I have to prepare. Before the formal treatment, the patient Where to eat, live, and how to take care of it are really real issues. We have to discuss it while everyone is here, otherwise, if any new conditions appear on the fingers or palms, it will be troublesome to treat them."

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at each other for a few times, and finally turned their attention to Chen Yueqing.

"I should understand. Doctor Bian is afraid that you two will get injured again if you don't pay attention when you go back, or make the conditions of the bones, tendons, nerves... of your hands more complicated. Let's discuss it, Doctor Bian." Before the treatment is officially started, where will you live? What will you eat and drink? Who will bear the burden and who will take care of you!" Chen Yueqing's mind was spinning very quickly.

After hearing this, Bian Mu nodded slightly.

"Please rest assured, my hands are on my body and it hurts my heart. Can I still mess around with my own hands? After I went back, I didn't do anything. I just stayed in the dormitory. My left hand still It's quite flexible. It should be no problem to eat, go to the toilet, etc." The big migrant worker responded with a smile.

"Really? It seems that things are not as simple as you think. How many people live in your so-called staff dormitory?" Chen Yueqing asked with a smile.

"Seven or eight people!" As soon as he finished speaking, the big migrant worker seemed to realize something and lowered his head, looking very embarrassed.

"Then it's over?! If you don't collide with other workers, you can't guarantee that they will accidentally bump into you, right? Besides, when you fall asleep at night, do you know where your injured hand will be? If you don't pay attention, on the basis of the existing situation What should I do if a new fracture occurs again?!" Chen Yueqing asked with a smile.

"This... seems to be quite troublesome... Sigh... Compared with you, our life is rough, just..." At this point, the big migrant worker felt a little ashamed and lowered his head. No more words to say.

The little migrant worker had already seen the current situation clearly. Regardless of what people were discussing, he really had no role to interrupt, so naturally, he chose to remain silent.

"I don't think so. The construction of the infirmary at our 'Antai' headquarters is quite satisfactory. It's always empty and there are plenty of spare beds. Otherwise, you can just live there. Your cousin has to go back to work normally... Why don't we hire a caregiver for you, and you can just call him if you need anything." Chen Yueqing suggested with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the big migrant worker suddenly became a little uneasy.

"How can I be so embarrassed! I have only one life, so I don't need to hire a nurse... Otherwise, I'll let them tie my hands to the bedside when I get back, so as not to get hurt again and cause trouble to Doctor Bian. ..." The big migrant worker responded quickly.

"Mr. Chen is right. Otherwise... you can stay at Antai Company for two days, and I will arrange the preparations as soon as possible." Bian Mu agreed with Chen Yueqing's suggestion.

Upon hearing this, the two migrant workers in front of me were a little moved, their eyes turned red, and they almost shed tears.

"Since no one has any objections, it's decided that you will stay in the ward of our company's infirmary. I will send someone to take care of you immediately. As for the evening, your cousin will just accompany you. The time is short anyway, so don't be embarrassed. Since we are destined to be together, we will be friends from now on." Chen Yueqing said very matter-of-factly.

Finally, Bian Mu decided that the big migrant worker brother would go to the "Antai" company clinic to stay for a few days.

At this time, Lawyer Han had already printed out the relevant agreement. Both parties read it several times and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Finally, Bian Mu and others signed the agreement.

…

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Bian Mu was getting ready to get off work.

"After much thought, I think I should go to Shao's house to burn incense. Otherwise, I still feel a little uneasy." With a serious look on his face, Bian Mu said a few words to Fan Sanqiao.

"Then go ahead. As far as I know, according to local customs in Lijin, it seems not in line with the rules to go to the victim's house to express condolences after dark." Fan Sanqiao responded with a calm expression.

"Listen to you, I'll go over and say something. Be careful at night! Be careful of someone making trouble." After a few reminders and tidying up, Bian Mu got off work.

…

Mr. Shao’s mourning hall is placed in the house he bought himself, which is more than 120 square meters. The house in 2002 has a total height of 12 floors, with two units in one building and two households on one staircase. Mr. Shao once lived on the 9th floor for a long time during his lifetime. .

There was an endless stream of people coming to express condolences, and Bian Mu was deeply surprised by this.

When the wall falls, everyone pushes it; when the drum breaks, thousands of people beat it. However, these scenes before him showed that Mr. Shao was not that failed during his lifetime.

Quite well-behaved, I prayed silently while putting on the incense, turned around, and was about to leave.

"Doctor Bian! Please stay!" As he spoke, Mr. Shao's son invited Bian Mu aside.

"Hello! What's the matter?" Bian Mu asked casually.

"To make a long story short, my mother told me before she was alive that if she waited until you came to express condolences at home, I would give you this letter. If it was inconvenient for you and you never came, after the funeral, I would leave this letter on the tombstone. My front is burned." As she spoke, Mr. Shao and her son handed over a very delicate envelope.

"Thank you for your trust. I will accept this letter? Do you want to open it here? Maybe the content inside is related to you brothers and sisters?" Bian Mu made a casual guess.

"My mother specifically told us before she died, asking you to go back and unpack it." Mr. Shao's son explained with a calm expression.

"Understood! By the way, my condolences! I'm taking my leave." After saying that, he put the envelope away and went back to the dormitory.

…

In the dead of night, autumn insects chirp!

The opposite door Tao Wenjie didn't come back all night, she was probably busy with something important again.

Bian Mu was still a little worried after all, so he put on a disposable surgical mask and a pair of flat glasses. After thinking about it for a while, he was still a little worried. He tore open the outer packaging again and put on another layer on the bridge of his nose. Surgical mask.

Opening the balcony door, letting in the night breeze, turning on the lights, Bian Mu put on a pair of disposable PE gloves.

Under the light, the envelope was checked several times by Bian Mu. There was no special mechanism installed inside, and no powdery items were found.

Half squatting on the ground, Bian Mu picked up a pair of medical scissors and carefully cut a slit on the top of the envelope.

After slowly pinching and photographing a few times, I found nothing unusual.

I slowly opened it and read it for a long time. There was an ordinary long letter inside.

Bian Mu was a little surprised.

Wearing gloves, Bian Mu briefly studied the letter.

"I am a villain. No matter what, Mr. Shao is doing 'big things' after all, and his mind is much broader than mine." Bian Mu thought to himself.

Strictly speaking, this letter left by Mr. Shao before his death was a bit like a whistleblower letter.

The letter should be written by Mr. Shao himself. The font is black and large in advertising pen. The handwriting is beautiful. At first glance, it is not the handwriting of ordinary people.

The letter introduced that the secret recipe that the three brothers Sima Kui were fighting over was the real thing. If the secret recipe in the letter was put together and prepared into a Chinese patent medicine according to the method recorded above, unexpected achievements would be made. Great wealth.