Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1784 Neutrality
After slowly completing the compensation procedure, Bian Mu accompanied "Knife-faced Man" towards the store entrance.

"Wait a moment, please stay!" The male shop owner followed them while adjusting his belt.

Turning around slowly, Bian Mu looked at the male shop owner calmly.

"Figured out?"

"Everything can be discussed! Just be straightforward. What are the conditions?"

"It's very simple! Next time that boy comes to eat here again, let your nephew sincerely apologize to him in public. Also, from now on, underage customers are strictly prohibited from drinking alcohol when dining here, not even beer!" Bian Mu replied calmly with a smile.

"No problem, no problem! That day was special, wasn't it? Actually, we've always been very disciplined here... This is all easy to deal with... Then... the court..."

"Let's put one thing in perspective. You have much more social experience than us. It would be quite difficult for any lawyer to come up with this stack of prosecution materials. We live in a society ruled by law! We won't waste so much money if the chain of evidence is incomplete, right?! Let's wait and see!" Bian Mu deliberately left a suspect alive, like hanging a "Sword of Damocles" over the man's head. A man like him has to be afraid of something, otherwise, he would be thinking about breaking the rules from time to time.

"That day... my nephew's friend played a game... and was so happy about winning that he drank a few more glasses. They aren't always like that normally..." The male shop owner suddenly made a 180-degree turn in his attitude, and his tone of voice became noticeably softer.

Not understanding what was going on for a moment, the "Knife-faced" man just stood there in a daze.

"Those things in the past are long gone. Allowing minors to drink in the restaurant he opened for a long time... Some things can be big or small! You have friends, and we didn't live alone all the way, right?" Bian Mu "criticized" the male owner a few words, neither lightly nor heavily.

"That's right, that's right..."

"Okay! Happy cooperation! Bye!" After saying that, Bian Mu waved to "Knife-faced man" and left.

Halfway through the journey, "Knife-faced man" couldn't help but ask a few questions.

"Why did he give in later?"

"I activated a few acupuncture points on his body and nearly made him poop in his pants. Hahahaha… Fortunately, he was quick to react. Didn't you see him adjusting his belt just now? He just ran out of the bathroom. He hangs out on the streets all day. He's much more clear-headed than the rest of us about some things."

"Hahaha... I wish he would die of his stinky grandson! Then... you really have to consult a lawyer for such a small matter? Who will pay for the fee?" The "Knife-faced man" couldn't help but ask.

"Hey! We just made a temporary cover, and it's full of medical advertising materials. It's fake! We just cut it out in the clinic in advance." Bian Mu explained with a smile.

“Hahahaha…” The “Knife-faced guy” immediately laughed so hard that he fell backwards.

……

A little after ten o'clock in the evening, at the old residence of the Wu family.

The Wu family's old house usually has scales, large, medium and small. He picked a suitable one and weighed it a few times. Bian Mu took the average value, returned to the study and input the relevant parameters into the relevant computer program. Bian Mu began to do the physical stress test seriously...

The "Digital Medicine" school is a serious new school of Chinese medicine. Bian Mu requires himself to do every logical link well and never do things that are like a bunch of high-tech covers on the outside, but are filled with old traditional Chinese medicine stuff, deceiving the world and stealing the name. He really can't do that kind of thing.

Just as the result was about to come out, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, a local number.

After a slight hesitation, Bian Mu still answered the call.

"Sorry to bother you at this time, would you mind chatting for a few minutes?" A middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was polite at first, and his voice sounded quite attractive.

"Teacher Zhao?" Bian Mu was a little unsure and confirmed it casually.

"Sorry to bother you, it's me, Zhao Xicheng."

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"How is Cen Songxue doing?"

"It's just a start. The follow-up treatment is quite troublesome, but... if nothing unexpected happens, at most the outer layer of his 'spirit, energy and spirit' will be lost, and his life will definitely be safe. Moreover... his quality of life should be able to be maintained at the level of an ordinary person, so that the old man won't have sleepless nights! In the future... I'm afraid that the old man will never be able to hold an acupuncture needle again."

"It's just like what I guessed! This is retribution! Forget it, considering his advanced age, it's not good for anyone to say bad things about others behind their backs, so... his clinic has to be downgraded, right?"

Hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but become alert.

"It's a different era now. Those old customs and habits have long gone... Teacher Zhao, please don't drag a junior like me into taking advantage of your misfortune!"

"Haha... that's not possible... but with the limited skills of his foolish disciples... the word 'national' in the National Medical Hall will be removed sooner or later. It's better to take the initiative. At least there will be some jobs left in the future... Master Bian is a wise man, so I won't say much."

"That's Mr. Cen's family business. As outsiders, it's not appropriate for us to interfere, right?" On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu didn't respond to Zhao Xicheng's words at all.

"Hehe... then... if a disciple of Cen Sect comes to you for help one day, I wonder what Master Bian would think?"

"The Chinese Medical Clinic has always had strict indicators. If it cannot be achieved, it cannot be achieved. I am an honest man, and I will do whatever needs to be done when the time comes. Besides, I am only a little older, and my words carry little weight. You think too highly of me." In order to retreat in order to advance, Bian Mu replied a few words in a flat tone on the phone.

"Master Bian is very impressive. I appreciate your teaching! I won't bother you any more. Good night!"

"Okay, good night!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

Combining rumors from all sides, Zhao Xicheng and his uncle, Director Yuan, must have had some unpleasantness with Cen Songxue in the past. From the information that people have fed back sporadically, the matter may be more serious than Bian Mu imagined.

Bian Mu was a very open-minded person. He had no interest in pondering over such trivial matters. It was obvious that Zhao Xicheng was trying to drag him into stepping on the old Cen family a few more times. Even if he, Zhao Xicheng, wanted to do something detrimental to the old Cen family in the future, he hoped that Bian Mu would remain neutral.

In a society ruled by law, Zhao Xicheng is a famous figure, and he certainly would not do anything that breaks the law. However... there is a figure like Lei Xiaoxuan standing next to him. It is hard to say whether he will use some special industry means to deal with the old Cen family in the future.

"It would have been fine if he hadn't called. I would probably have chosen to stand by and watch, remaining neutral. But now that he's made such a fuss... I really have to think about it carefully. Taking a step back, even if I don't get involved in those messes between them, I have to secretly help the old Cen family?! That seems to be the case, right?" Thinking of this, Bian Mu wanted to call the old herbalist to discuss it.

He looked at the watch and realized that it was already very late at night. He had to stop calling and disturbing Uncle Pei. He had to hurry up and sorted out the physical stress test report twice before going to rest.