Merchant and doctor

Chapter 118 Pulse Pillow
The three strong sons are proficient in bird language. Surprised, Bian Mu further confirmed that the three strong sons and their sons have life experiences and physiques that are different from ordinary people. Whether the prescription is flawed.

At first, Bian Mu planned to add some licorice and jujube to adjust it. Later, considering the strange physical appearance of the father and son of the three strong sons, Bian Mu finally deleted the licorice and jujube for safety. Now it seems that the choice he made Still relatively correct.

"In the future, we must pay attention to prescribing prescriptions for people. We must leave some room for maneuver according to the patient's special physical and mental appearance, otherwise, a slight mistake may lead to a big mistake." Bian Mu secretly warned himself for a long time .

Traditional Chinese medicine has always paid attention to "one person and one side" in prescribing, and it is adjusted every three to five days. From the perspective of medical logic, this approach is very scientific, which greatly improves the flexibility and accuracy of treatment, and ensures that each medicine is targeted. When the conditions of patients are matched with each other in due course, the cure rate will naturally increase.

However, in the specific process of practicing medicine, with the passage of time, some doctors of traditional Chinese medicine gradually become "tired". No matter men, women, old or young, as long as the symptoms are similar, the prescriptions prescribed by these doctors are often similar and stereotyped.

The cure rate will naturally come down.

Both Bian Mu and Huang Boxi can do one person and one side. However, Huang Boxi probably can't leave room for prescriptions before prescribing them, and don't prescribe them to death.

"When I was in school, I always heard a professor say that many famous doctors prescribed prescriptions to death. I never understood the real meaning. Now, I understand it. However, the actual operation is mostly based on feeling. , It would be great if it could be quantified by means of digital technology.” Thinking of this, Bian Mu further clarified in his heart which direction he should work towards in the study of classical prescriptions and medical practice.

Bian Mu was thinking about business, when he saw Huang Boxi hurriedly preparing medicine for his precious "Eye Brother".

Seeing Huang Boxi walking away, San Qiangzi took out a wooden box from his arms and quietly handed it to Bian Mu.

"When I came here, I didn't think too much about it. Now that I sat down, I realized that this 'pulse pillow' Mr. Huang might also be interested in it! My father intended it to be a gift for you, so...you Put it away first, so that Mr. Huang won't feel suspicious when he sees it." San Qiangzi explained a few words in a low voice.

"Oh! What's in the box is a pulse pillow?" Bian Mu asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it was passed down from my grandfather's generation. Our family has nothing to do with medicine, and I don't know where my grandfather got it. My father kept it as a treasure for many years, and our family was not willing to bear it when life was the most difficult. Don’t you think about your life-saving grace! Besides, this thing is a dead treasure if it stays in our house, and you don’t know how many people will be saved in your hands! Mr. Huang will come back later, you Why don't you take it to your own house first." At the end of the conversation, San Qiangzi kindly reminded him.

"From your tone, the pulse pillow inside should be a valuable thing, and I can't accept it." Bian Mu declined with a smile.

Hearing this, the blue veins on the forehead of the three strongmen burst out at that time.

"Hey! Why are you so pedantic! Didn't I just say it! Let's not embarrass Mr. Huang!"

"It's okay. He doesn't think of me as an outsider, and I don't think of him as an outsider. It's a big and generous thing. Why do you act like a thief? Put the things here first. If Mr. Huang doesn't ask later, everyone will Don't tell me, if he wants to ask, you just tell the truth, you just say that this thing was given to me by your father? See how honest you are, why are you so thoughtful!"

Hearing this, San Qiangzi smiled coldly.

"It seems that you still don't know this Huang Yaoxian very well. You can see people's hearts after a long time, so you can take it easy! Anyway, the things are given to you, so it doesn't matter how you plan to arrange me." The corner of San Qiangzi's mouth was a little cynical. It meant that he was totally different from the fawning young man in the market.

"I have something to say first! If this thing is too expensive, I will return it to your father afterwards. If it is a common and applicable thing, I will naturally be ashamed to accept it! Please leave me your home address."

"Okay! I've said it all, this thing is useless in our hands, you can benefit the world if you take it away!" As he spoke, San Qiangzi took out his mobile phone and edited a short message, asking Ming Bian Mu phone number and sent it over.

At this moment, Huang Boxi came back with a small bowl of carefully prepared "bird medicine".

The three of them got together and carefully fed the "bird medicine" into the mouth of "Brother Eye". According to Huang Boxi, it was very strange to say that "Brother Eye", who is usually very picky eater, actually fed and ate one bite at a time. docile.

The things to be done were almost done, San Qiangzi drank a pot of good tea happily, and said goodbye after a few polite words.

Bian Mu saw off the guests on behalf of Huang Boxi, and waved goodbye to the three Qiangzi all the way out of the village.

When parting, San Qiangzi asked Bian Mu a few words, to the effect that if Huang Yaoxian took the initiative to ask about the contents of that wooden box, and asked to take a look, then his character would have to be questioned.

Not only that, San Qiangzi also said that the wooden box had a mechanism lock, and if Huang Yaoxian tried to open the wooden box without the two of them present, the bird's head carved on the wooden box would There will be a 90-degree turn, and it can be seen very clearly with a little care.

"Fuck! A small wooden box has become a touchstone instead! The three strong sons and father are acting weird, who do you think Mr. Huang is?" Bian Mu thought to himself while walking back.

Back in the living room, Bian Mu saw Huang Boxi sitting there chatting with his baby "Brother Eye".

"Send it away? He didn't say anything else, did he? About my treasures?" Turning his head, Huang Boxi asked with a smile.

"That's not true. By the way, when you were preparing the medicine, San Qiangzi brought a wooden box and said that it was given to me by my father. I was embarrassed to take it, but he insisted on putting it down. Look! It's that one! "As he spoke, Bian Mu stretched out his finger and pointed to the purple-red lacquered wooden box on the small tea table.

"Oh! There is such a thing! What kind of treasure is there?" Even so, Bian Mu found that Huang Boxi's eyes didn't even glance at the small coffee table.

Obviously, Huang Boxi had long noticed that there was something extra in the living room.

maybe……

Bian Mu didn't want to continue thinking about it.

"It is said that there is a pulse pillow, let's open it and have a look? Let's use your old sense to appraise it first. If it is really a treasure, I will have to return it to them in two days!"

"Okay! Open up your knowledge!" After finishing speaking, Huang Boxi sat quietly on the spot without moving a muscle.

Before leaving, San Qiangzi had already told Bian Mu the correct way to open the wooden box, and Bian Mu walked to the small coffee table, picked up the wooden box and looked it up and down first.

"Huh?! Really, this is a mockingbird, right? Why is the head twisted 90 degrees? Did the Three Qiangzi really talk about it?" Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt strange in his heart.

(End of this chapter)