Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1801 Enough is Enough
Dealing with all kinds of special people all day long, Bian Mu's own thinking ability is now incomparable to ordinary people.

Treating Cen Songxue is actually quite delicate. To what extent Bian Mu can treat her with his superb medical skills... In a sense, it may not be a purely medical issue.

Obviously, Bian Mu could make many choices.

Before going to the Cen family compound, Bian Mu had already figured out that the "midnight needle" would be basically the last formal treatment. From then on, except for occasional contact with Dr. Chi, Bian Mu had nothing to do with the old Cen family.

If nothing unexpected happens, Dr. Chi will officially move into the Cen's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic soon, and will naturally quit her original temporary job. She is a person with a background, and with her in charge, the Cen's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic will at most lose some customers, and the main business structure of the clinic should not show a significant decline.

As one of the important pillars of the traditional Chinese medicine community in Lijin, the stability of the Cen's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic will only benefit Bian Mu's future development and have no disadvantages. What's more, Dr. Chi is relatively good. The Cen family already owes Bian Mu a big favor, and everyone will definitely get along more harmoniously in the future.

As for Cen Songxue's follow-up treatment, it was much simpler. Nie Yixiong was old, and Bian Mu took the bad luck of passing out from the disease for him; Bian Mu also took the risk of the famous master's reputation being ruined in case of mistakes; he also did the difficult technical work of the "Midnight Needle" for the old man. To be honest, if it weren't for the "Iron Certificate and Red Book" provided by Sima Kui, Bian Mu really wouldn't dare to perform acupuncture rashly.

In a sense, it is rare for Bian Mu to have reached this point today as a treatment for Cen Songxue.

To become famous and successful, luck accounts for at least 33%. Nowadays, Bian Mu also agrees with this kind of common philosophy. Anyway, luck does account for a high proportion of his life.

With Nie Yixiong in charge and Doctor Chi in charge of the specific treatment plans for the later stages, what else do the Cen family have to worry about? !

Tonight, I unexpectedly inspected the architectural layout of the Cen family compound, which further strengthened Bian Mu's idea.

In Bian Mu's opinion, Cen Songxue's personal qualities in Chinese studies, traditional Chinese medicine, modern medicine, modern scientific literacy... in all aspects have indeed been overestimated by the outside world.

Even though it was dark and many important details of the Cen family compound were completely invisible, Bian Mu had already determined in his heart that Cen Songxue had suffered in this life because of four words: self-righteousness!
If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Cen Songxue and he were from the same hometown, Bian Mu would have left long ago.

"Madam! Although the light at night is not very good, I can still roughly see the basic layout of your house. From the perspective of Chinese studies, the location of your house basically occupies all the advantages of the best location in Lijin City! As long as the architectural layout follows the old rules of yin and yang mutual generation, four directions of mutual protection, six Xun mutual generation, and eight-sided sanitation, all the building units in the compound do not need to install central air conditioning, dehumidifiers, air purification systems... and other facilities. Living here for many years, Mr. Cen might not have reached this step now! So..." Halfway through his words, Bian Mu stopped talking, picked up the exquisite tea bowl and took a few sips of water. It was sweet and refreshing, and tasted a bit like the purified mountain spring water from Yuquan Mountain.

Some words are more appropriate coming from the old lady.

As he gets older, Bian Mu needs to improve his social skills, otherwise he will suffer a loss when walking on the street in the future. "Ah?! From what you said, we still have to move?" Mrs. Cen Songxue asked in surprise.

"It's a bit too late right now. Don't get me wrong. What I mean is... your family's social connections are much more complicated than mine. You must have made many acquaintances with extraordinary talents. Starting tomorrow, why not invite a few more people to come and test the magnetic field, electric field, and air convection of your house... What exactly is going on? We need to make a comprehensive, systematic, and professional assessment. I would like to emphasize one point here. The air, especially in the hottest summer and the coldest winter, and in extreme weather such as heavy rain, sinister air, and those external evil air that we don't usually notice, flows into your house through which entrance, and where does it encounter obstruction? After encountering obstruction, can it complete the corresponding normal transformation? Do you have such a transformation hub? How many are there in total? Are they enough? Where does Yang Qi come from? Long-term Yang will collapse. Good things must also have a normal transformation mechanism. That must be clearly determined. Moreover, it is best to draw a diagram. Mr. Cen is old, and your family has many generations living together. It is not a joke for such a large family to live together. It is best to go through all the logical nodes several times and finally draw a diagram. Find a few real experts to sit together and discuss it. If it needs to be rectified, it should be rectified. If it needs to be demolished, it should be demolished. If it really doesn’t work... Mr. Cen really needs to consider moving!" Bian Mu explained for a long time with a serious face.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Cen family was stunned.

The mansion that people usually envy has now become a place not suitable for long-term residence? ! The old Cen family couldn't accept it for a while.

Bian Mu didn't want to delay any longer, so he took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was time to get the needle.

Bian Mu stood up and winked at Doctor Chi, and the two of them walked together to the makeshift treatment sofa. Bian Mu used a very skillful qi-replenishing technique to remove the golden dragon needle from Cen Songxue's back.

The needle tip had already become deeply bruised, and Dr. Chi even took out his mobile phone and took several photos to show Cen Songxue.

After watching for a long time, Cen Songxue realized that the level of Bian Mu's acupuncture skills had far exceeded his and other predecessors' expectations. In addition to being shocked, Cen Songxue couldn't help but thank him repeatedly.

Bian Mu ignored him and spent a long time applying the medicine he had prepared in advance to the needle hole using a sterilized cotton swab.

"Mr. Cen, there is no need to be polite. When you are entrusted with a task, you must be loyal to it. As for the follow-up treatment, I'll have to trouble Mr. Nie and Doctor Chi to come and discuss it with you. I have some urgent matters to deal with recently, so I won't bother you in the near future." After saying that, Bian Mu exchanged a few polite words with Cen Song and then said goodbye.

Mrs. Cen Songxue led her children to escort Bian Mu and others to the parking lot.

"Doctor Bian, it's best not to bother two people with one thing. Could you please take care of the renovation of our child? You sound like an expert!" Mrs. Cen Songxue was not polite and directly entrusted the subsequent troublesome matters to Bian Mu.

Frowning slightly, Bian Mu responded with a smile: "I'm really a layman in that area. Don't worry, Mr. Nie has his own arrangements. What's more, your sons and daughters are all very impressive. You can just find a few knowledgeable friends to come and test it out. I only know a little bit. In fact, I don't know anything. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave!" After that, Bian Mu got on the off-road vehicle that he had temporarily borrowed from Nie Yawen, honked the horn a few times, and drove away.