Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1794 Three Hurdles in Life

While chatting and laughing, they arrived at the community where the Qiao family lived.

Without time to discuss further, Tao Wenjie put away the subtle thoughts in her mind and drove into the "Huikang Community" with a focused expression.

The new community has an overall Western-style design and great greening. It is composed entirely of small high-rise buildings of more than ten floors. Every aspect of the design is very novel. When Bian Mu got out of the car and looked around, he felt that the community in front of him should be a national standard community.

The Qiao family lives in District D, a 9-story building. Every household on each floor has its own small stepped garden, which is scattered and filled with the fragrance of flowers. It looks pleasant no matter how you look at it.

Quite a nice neighborhood.

"It doesn't have to be too luxurious. It would be nice for my parents to live in a similar community in the future." Bian Mu couldn't help but think to himself.

They had contacted each other by phone in advance, and after walking a short distance, they saw a middle-aged man and woman standing by a large flower bed not far away, smiling and waiting for them.

Through Tao Wenjie's introduction, Bian Mu learned that the fashionable and elegant Miss Qiao in front of him was Mr. Qiao's third daughter and the old man's youngest beloved daughter. The man next to her was her husband, the CEO of a large company. From the name, it seemed to be a large company related to mining and smelting.

Old Mr. Qiao lives on the third floor, in a large apartment. That floor is home to the Qiao family, with each household living on one floor per floor. The environment upstairs and downstairs is very quiet.

After entering the door and walking through the corridor, the four of them came to the living room. The living room was at least 30 square meters in size, and there were many various bookshelves, flower racks, and antique racks arranged around it. At first glance, it was the kind of furnishings that were passed down from generation to generation with a scholarly atmosphere.

Mr. Qiao is thin overall, with silver hair and beard, slightly gray in the white. It is obvious that the old man's qi and blood have always been less than ideal.

"No wonder Mrs. Mai specifically reminded me... The old man looks a little weak. It seems that his health was not very strong before he got married." After a rough glance, Bian Mu secretly warned himself that if he was not sure... it would be better to say a few polite words first, and then discuss with other masters afterwards before making other plans for treatment.

Once his mind was calm, Bian Mu felt much more composed and he was naturally more steady when it came to judging people.

Mr. Qiao looked to be in his 80s. Judging from the skin on his face, hands and arms, he should be in his 70s. Accompanying him was a woman in her 50s. Judging from her manners and the way she looked, she must be Mr. Qiao's lover.

Old Mr. Qiao's wife looked very young, with no wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, her face as white as jade, her eyes like lacquered stars, and when she looked at people and things, her beautiful eyes seemed to be smiling. She dressed casually and fashionably, with all kinds of gold and jade, famous watches, and pearls, and they were all of the more subtle and expensive styles. It seemed that she was probably from a scholarly family.

In addition to these two, there were four or five other guests sitting in the living room. Judging from their attire, they should be relatives or friends of the Qiao family. In any case, they all looked unusual.

Mr. Qiao is not yet at the stage where he needs to use a wheelchair, so Bian Mu feels relieved.

"Let me take your pulse first!" As he said this, Bian Mu casually placed his small backpack on the incense table and took out a small porcelain pulse pillow from it.

……

The pulse is like water, calm and orderly. Although it is weaker than people of the same age, the inner quality appears to be very strong. Generally speaking, people with this kind of pulse tend to live a long life.

but……

Mr. Qiao's pulse had three clear "depressions", which is rare. Since he started practicing medicine, he has encountered no more than 10 patients with similar pulse patterns.

Theoretically speaking, Mr. Qiao has encountered at least three women in his life who have had a profound influence on his ups and downs, such as his biological mother, his original wife, and his current wife.

In other words...Mr. Qiao encountered at least three major life decisions during his life, which some people call three major turning points.

Feeling a little more confident, Bian Mu winked at Tao Wenjie. Tao Wenjie understood and went to ask Miss Qiao for paper and pen.

"Mr. Qiao's heart pulse is a little weak. I need to discuss some things with him in writing. Do you guys mind?" As he spoke, Bian Mu looked around and focused his gaze on the seat where Mr. Qiao's wife was sitting for a few seconds.

Tao Wenjie's eyebrows were empty. Seeing this scene, she hurriedly pulled Miss Qiao to accompany her mother or stepmother and other relatives and friends to the small bar next to them to have a drink.

Tao Wenjie's mind worked very quickly. At this moment, she more or less guessed that part of the cause of the old man's illness might be related to the lady in front of her who looked very shrewd.

Bian Mu chatted casually with Mr. Qiao about topics such as weather conditions, stock market trends, major international news, etc.

As expected, Mr. Qiao's brain reaction was obviously a little "overintelligent", which is an important diagnostic criterion of traditional Chinese medicine for senile brain degenerative diseases.

The so-called "over-intelligence" means that when the doctor chats with the patient about some common sense, the patient, in order to prove that his brain is fine and nothing is wrong, will intentionally or unintentionally act as if he has clear concepts, sharp logic, active thinking, and unbiased memory... in order to prove that he is fine and nothing is wrong.

In fact, the more educated a person is, the more obvious this "over-intelligence" phenomenon is.

This is the case with Mr. Qiao in front of us.

"Mr. Qiao! Let's have a written conversation. I have to prove to them that you are fine, so that they don't have to worry all day long." As he spoke, Bian Mu handed the paper and pen in his hand to Mr. Qiao.

"Okay, okay! They said that you are the number one famous Chinese medicine doctor in Lijin. I thought you must be at least in your early forties! I didn't expect... you are so young! In those larger provincial tertiary hospitals, many people of your age even have the right to prescribe medicine!" Taking the paper and pen, Mr. Qiao smiled and said a few words.

"That's all just rumors from the outside world. It's really unbelievable! We are indirect friends and trust each other very much. That's why you asked me to come here to check your pulse."

"I understand, I understand! Thank you for your hard work!"

Bian Mu used his other gel pen to write the following sentence on the paper: "Have you been married twice? Has your first wife passed away? Is this your second wife?"

Mr. Qiao's eyesight is pretty good and he doesn't need to wear reading glasses or anything like that. He just picked up the paper and looked at it carefully.

Mr. Qiao was obviously stunned, then he was silent for a moment, and looked at Bian Mu with a rather strange look.

Bian Mu has always been an open and frank person, so he looked into Mr. Qiao's eyes naturally.

With a smile, Mr. Qiao wrote a line of words on the paper.

"That's true! That year... I went to study abroad, and we went to Shanghai together, and he died unexpectedly..."

"Since your second marriage, have your previous living habits changed a lot naturally with the current wife?" Still speaking with a pen, Bian Mu continued to inquire.

After reading this, Mr. Qiao's expression changed even more. He stared at Bian Mu with a strange expression for a few seconds, and was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Bian Mu smiled and said nothing.