Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1549 The Old Teacher Who Loves Dyeing Hair

Early the next morning, Bian Mu drove back to his hometown. The Old Ge family had just returned from visiting relatives, so Bian Mu went to their house again and gave them a generous gift. Old Ge sat in his rented house for a while before Bian Mu went back to his own home.

Now that Old Ge is back, Bian Mu feels much more at ease.

My dad's unit was particularly generous during the Spring Festival this year and actually gave him ten days off. He was so happy that he went out all day long to drink with his drinking buddies. He even had two of his three meals a day out.

My dad hardly drinks alcohol normally, and he finally got some time to hang out with his old friends, so naturally my mom didn't say much.

My mother and her group of old sisters always make appointments to go out and visit each other, so she is never at home.

In this case, there is not much point for Bian Yue to stay at home, not to mention that her little thoughts have already flown to Beiqi.

After lunch, my parents were already taking a nap, so Bian Mu called Bian Yue to the living room and gave her an outdoor flashlight.

"A patient's family member gave it to me. It's specially made for self-defense. Don't leave this thing with you when you go to Beiqi! The winter vacation is short, so book the ticket when it's convenient for you!"

"Thank you, brother! Then I'll leave at around six tomorrow morning?"

"Okay! Nana must be very busy, otherwise she wouldn't have no holiday during the Spring Festival. Have fun, but don't affect her normal work!"

"Know!"

"This is Suo Yurong's contact information. What I mean is that you shouldn't take the initiative to contact her. If you run into any trouble, Nana won't be able to help you. You can contact her. She's a college classmate. She has more connections than us!"

"Okay! Got it!" After saying that, Bian Yue added Suo Yurong's contact information to his mobile phone.

Afterwards, Bian Mu gave Bian Yue another 2000 yuan in cash, saying it would be convenient for use on the road. The brother and sister chatted for a while, and Bian Mu said he had to go back to the city for duty and had already told his parents.

As soon as Bian Mu left, Bian Yue immediately called four or five college classmates to book the plane tickets.

……

"Bian's Clinic", just after three in the afternoon.

Bian Mu had already sent a message in the group in advance, saying that patients with special circumstances could come for follow-up visits at home, with a 30% discount on the consultation fee, which could be considered a Spring Festival discount.

The first person to visit was the female white-collar patient who had some "olfactory hallucination" symptoms.

"You didn't quarrel with your leaders or colleagues after taking the 'Xiaoqing Fang', right?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"You're pretty amazing! After taking those pills, my temper went up a lot. I almost got into fights with strangers on the street a few times. Luckily you had the doctor's advice in advance, so I had to just bear with it! But...the olfactory hallucinations you mentioned don't seem to be as obvious as before."

"Come! Take your pulse! You may have some illusions. In fact, after taking the 'Xiaoqing Fang', the so-called 'olfactory hallucination' phenomenon will generally only get worse, not better! Maybe it's because during the Spring Festival, what you eat and use, and the people you come into contact with have changed, plus the objective existence of the psychological placebo effect, you may feel more at ease and it seems to have eased a little. In fact, the substantive contradiction has not been resolved." After explaining a few words with a smile, Bian Mu took the pulse of the female white-collar worker with the "olfactory hallucination".

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"Not bad! The symptoms, I mean the actual symptoms, are indeed more obvious. Compared with other patients, you have cooperated well. At least, you didn't cause any trouble during the period when your condition worsened. The follow-up treatment is relatively much better. Keep it up!" Bian Mu encouraged with a smile.

"This time I'm going to write you a formal prescription. It contains only three herbs: tangerine peel, poria cocos, and licorice. Our pharmacy has moved elsewhere, so you have to go to an outside pharmacy to get the medicine. The poria cocos must be soaked for three or four hours in advance, remember! There are no other taboos. This medicine is very simple to decoct, so don't ask the pharmacy to do it for you. Use a casserole! The ratio of water is one to five. After the water boils, just sit next to it and watch. Set a time and decoct it once. One hour will be enough." As he spoke, Bian Mu printed out the prescription and handed it to the female white-collar worker.

"Drink it three times a day on an empty stomach. After frying, put it in the refrigerator. In the past six weeks, don't drink milk, don't eat eggs, and don't eat fruits. If you are in a good mood, go to the supermarket to buy some yellow carrots with mud, go home and wash and shred them, soak some vermicelli and eat it cold. It's called cold, but it's actually quite mild. Before eating, heat the pepper oil yourself, and add other seasonings as you like, but don't use the pepper!"

"Okay! I love this! Thank you, Doctor Bian!" "You're welcome! Also... I'll give you a suggestion. Except at night, when you are in a bad mood, especially when you can't help but get angry, if conditions permit, go out and take a walk in crowded places, especially places where young people gather. Of course, karaoke bars don't count! Botanical gardens, science and technology museums, movie theaters, etc. are all fine."

"Okay! I'll go get the medicine right away. Thank you, Doctor Bian!"

"Oh, right! Does your family have the custom of making lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?"

"Our family?! Tsk! It's so rare for us to get together and have a peaceful meal. Making lanterns?! We haven't even seen them since we were little. What's more, they are all so stupid that they can't even make the keel of a lantern." The female white-collar worker became furious when she mentioned her family.

"Then let's change the way we live this year. How about you try to make two lanterns and hang them on the south balcony? As a blessing to yourself? Change the way we live next year?"

"This...but I can't do it!"

"It's very simple. I'll send you some information about where to buy the materials and how to do it in detail. You can do it for yourself, so it doesn't matter if it's ugly!"

"Okay then... I'll take a video for you after I'm done."

"That would be great. If you really can't figure it out, give me a call and I can give you video guidance!"

"Okay! It's pretty boring at home anyway."

Afterwards, Bian Mu sent the relevant information to the female leader’s mobile phone. The woman thanked him and took the prescription to go somewhere else to get the medicine.

More than a dozen patients came for follow-up visits one after another, and Bian Mu patiently diagnosed them one by one.

Before leaving, Bian Mu suggested that all patients coming for follow-up visits should make a few lanterns for fun before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Have a good mood and a good year!
Compared with usual days, the intensity of labor this afternoon was much lighter. Bian Mu was sitting there drinking water during the day when an old gentleman with a very elegant temperament walked in from outside the door.

The reason why I say he is old is that his overall appearance looks quite old-fashioned. Upon careful observation, it is not difficult to find that this old gentleman is probably no more than fifty years old, but he has been dyeing his hair for many years.

The man held his head high and chest puffed out, and on the surface he seemed to be in good health, but his eyes revealed extreme fatigue and his heart looked very weak.

"I've wanted to come here to make an appointment and ask Doctor Bian to take a look, but I was tied up with other things and couldn't get away. They said you were on duty during the New Year, and I've come here several times. Finally, I see you."

"Please sit down! Have you been dyeing your hair for more than ten years?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Alas! It's been at least fifteen or sixteen years. I'm aging prematurely. My daughter dyed my hair. Most people can't really tell. In all these years, you're the first person who can tell at a glance that my black hair is dyed. No wonder you're praised so highly on the Internet."

"It's just gossip on the streets. Don't believe it! Let's take your pulse first!" After saying that, Bian Mu took the old man's pulse.

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"Are you working in the front line of education?" Bian Mu asked this question as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Oh! You can tell this at a glance? The professional characteristics on my face are so obvious?!" The old man couldn't help but look a little surprised.

"If I happen to guess it right, I wonder if it would be convenient for me to read the teaching books you usually use!" Bian Mu asked another strange question.

Hearing this, the old man's face suddenly turned a little unhappy.