Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1494 Art Therapy
Liang Xiangyin usually only works half a day as an outpatient and rests at home in the afternoon. Bian Mu and Painter Fang opened the door and walked in. Naturally, there was no one inside.

"Old houses are better. The clear height is high enough, and the sense of space comes out immediately. This kind of layout is what we like most in our line of work." As he spoke, Painter Fang took out a small gadget similar to the big-eyed cute child of Minions from his shoulder bag. It was about the size of a large glass bottle of bean paste, and there was a power cord at the bottom. I don't know what it was.

"I borrowed it from one of my dad's students. It can wirelessly connect to external devices such as mobile phones and laptops. It's an optical measuring instrument and is multi-dimensional and three-dimensional. It has recently added some artificial intelligence technology. I have tried it at home and it works very well." As he spoke, Painter Fang took out a power adapter and a retractable power cord box from his bag.

The clinic's network project has not been fully completed yet, and there are power strips, mobile power supplies, relay power supplies, and other equipment everywhere. Bian Mu picked up a few sets at random and connected them to help painter Fang.

After a while, the cartoon-like optical measuring instrument was set up. Painter Fang chose a location she thought was suitable and placed the little gadget. Bian Mu stood nearby and took a look. He found that the level was set up in a very advanced way, and it should be equipped with a precision device similar to the gyroscope in a mobile phone.

Silently, the small and exquisite optical measuring instrument emitted a green beam of light straight upwards. After reaching the roof, it automatically adjusted a right angle to the right, then turned downward at a right angle, and finally turned at a right angle again to return to the measuring instrument.

Well! A neat rectangular light band appeared clearly near the wall.

"You have set certain parameters in advance, right? Fully automatic?!" Bian Mu said in surprise.

"Well! It's equipped with a very sophisticated light-guiding system, with a very advanced automatic recognition capability, and a more sensitive sense of space than humans. Some time ago, I used it to simulate several sculpture drafts, and its level of intelligence is far beyond my imagination. How about it? Is it acceptable to hang a painting of this size here?" Painter Fang responded with a smile.

"It's a bit too big! After all, it's a clinic. Making it like a private club... isn't it a bit too ostentatious?! Besides, your strength hasn't fully recovered yet. It would be too tiring to paint such a huge masterpiece! In my opinion, it would be better... to make three small ones and hang them diagonally from bottom to top. The three paintings can form a series of themes, or they can be independent themes and quite harmonious. What do you think?" Bian Mu expressed his thoughts with sympathy.

"Well... that makes sense, but... in that case, the momentum is a lot worse! My mother said that right now, in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, you are one of the best young and emerging figures. It's too simple and inappropriate, as you said, it's just a work that suits the occasion, not difficult. At most, you can build a few ladders, and climbing up and down can also exercise your body!" Painter Fang retorted with a smile.

"It's a clinic! After all, it has a bit of commercial atmosphere. There's no need to take it so seriously. Besides, people who come here to register have heavy things on their minds. Who would see them? Right!" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"Hey! I don't think so. I've suffered from a serious illness. Those years were almost like being in purgatory. It was dark and hopeless. Most of the patients who come here for treatment are in serious condition. The burden on their hearts is bigger than that of each family. While waiting in line, looking up at the paintings on the wall, it is a kind of spiritual comfort to change the situation, isn't it?! In the past two years, people's artistic accomplishment has improved quite fast, and many people understand painting!" Painter Fang retorted with a smile.

"Oh! Blame me for speaking without thinking. Your masterpiece is not comparable to that of ordinary people. It is true... I had a colleague named Liao before. He has quite a lot of insights in music, art, singing and dancing... Then you can just paint slowly, and I won't say much, but... but one thing, your health must be put first, and you can just let nature take its course in painting."

"Of course!" Painter Fang replied with a smile.

"Actually... our Chinese medicine practice has had the tradition of 'healing injuries by pointing at things' since ancient times. It's just that it's quite difficult for people in later generations to practice medicine. Even the most outstanding doctors are busy enough just to make a living all day long. How could they have the leisure time to figure out more sophisticated and special treatments?" At this point, Bian Mu couldn't help but sigh softly.

To be honest, the reason why Bian Mu was doing well in Lijin City was basically due to everyone's sincere help. In addition, it seemed that all the bad luck that had shrouded Bian Mu's head since he came to the city had ended, and good luck had come one after another, which led Bian Mu to this point.

In contrast, other classmates and colleagues, especially those in the industry who open clinics on the streets, all have their own hardships and difficulties.

"Oh! Art therapy? This is the first time I hear someone say this!" Bian Mu was just about to reply when his cell phone rang. It was Nurse Ye calling.

"Should I reply to Dr. Zhang early tomorrow morning?" On the phone, Nurse Ye finally confirmed whether Bian Mu had absolutely no intention of hiring the male doctor.

"I guess I'll notify him after breakfast time, so that he won't be upset and lose his appetite." On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"It's not that much. He's already a father of two children, so he's in good shape. Besides, judging from the way he was when he left, he probably already guessed the outcome."

"He has to improve his professional skills in the future. He has no future if he just slacks off like that all day long." Bian Mu said casually on the phone.

"Well, there are quite a few people like him. You are really demanding. If nothing else, I'll hang up now!"

"By the way! Uncle Huang is willing to recommend a female doctor to come and help us. How much do you know about the specific situation there?" Thinking of Uncle Huang's phone call, Bian Mu asked casually.

"Is this true?! You didn't mention it to me! It's probably a spur-of-the-moment idea. Uncle Huang has a wide network of contacts, and that person's level is probably not too low. At the very least, it should be more than enough to help you open up the so-called civilian medical treatment channel." Nurse Ye responded with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"Then...how much monthly salary should we offer him?"

"At least 1, right? After all, there's Uncle Huang's face involved, right?! In this way, our expenses will be raised all of a sudden, which doesn't seem to be appropriate! What did you say to Uncle Huang?"

"We haven't discussed it yet, so how can I bring it up? I just think it's a bit difficult to handle!"

"It's not that complicated. Mr. Huang is always the most reasonable. He has already said it! If you come to help, the salary can be discussed freely. Besides, many businesses now offer flexible wages in various forms. We can discuss it after meeting him in person. I think it's okay!"

"Okay then! Ask her to come over and meet up some other day."

"Okay! I'm hanging up now if nothing else!"

"Hang up!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

Afterwards, with the help of Bian Mu, Painter Fang measured the upstairs and downstairs with great interest. As long as she felt it was appropriate, she would set the relevant data and make some measurements. Bian Mu secretly calculated that she would have to draw a lot of things upstairs and downstairs!