Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1856 Investing One Dollar
Bian Mu's explanation was a bit too unexpected for Teacher Wang. Bian Mu needed to give her some time to digest it. Anyway, the prescription had been written, and there were no other patients waiting in the lobby. No matter how important the guests were, they were all asked to wait a while.

Bian Mu sat there and rested for a while.

"Dr. Bian! I understand a little bit now. I will definitely reassess my actual teaching abilities... and... whether I am really suited for this job. Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"Hehe...you might have misunderstood. I didn't cite the example of that male teacher to scare you, nor did I say that if you don't pay attention in the future, you'll likely develop liver cancer. Don't worry! That won't happen! Also...I'm not questioning your teaching ability, like him...who wasn't competent for his job but stubbornly persisted, ultimately burning himself out and almost ruining his life. I'm just emphasizing one point: work, a suitable job, is just one of the means for us ordinary people to make a living. No matter what industry you're in or how much you earn, always remember this: we can't bring the virus to work. It's really unnecessary and not worth it!" With a solemn expression, Bian Mu earnestly advised Teacher Wang.

Upon hearing this, Teacher Wang nodded solemnly, unsure of what to say.

"There is an inherent mismatch between work and each practitioner. In the past, this was common sense. But in the last ten years or so, with the rapid economic development and the explosive expansion of lifestyle diversity, people have gradually stopped paying attention to this aspect. Some people are not particularly outstanding, but they can adapt to their jobs very well. They don't carry drugs to or from get off work and are in good physical and mental health, even if their work is particularly heavy or even harmful. They adapt and are in great health after a normal retirement! So... some people are not adapted in this aspect, some are not suitable in that aspect, and some are inexplicably mismatched. In the end, they become physically and mentally exhausted, and over time, they may collapse. Recently, I have encountered similar patients almost every day."

Teacher Wang nodded gently again, without saying a word.

"Everyone's usually quite busy, and there are some things we might be too lazy to talk about. Let's elaborate. Some parents are born with a certain kind of 'toxicity' in a cultural sense—I'm just using an analogy. As a result, children growing up in such families accumulate a lot of 'root causes' from a young age. Later, when they grow up, due to various subjective and objective reasons, these old ailments can resurface and directly lead to serious illnesses. Once they develop these illnesses, even the most skilled doctors find them difficult to treat. Then there are couples. After entering the marriage hall, if one of them carries 'toxicity'—also a kind of 'toxicity' in a cultural sense—they can slowly spread the 'toxicity' of their family of origin to their spouse and children, eventually leading to the breakdown of the marriage and the bankruptcy of the family! Strictly speaking, this also falls within the scope of our traditional Chinese medicine treatment, really! Sounds a bit...right?"

"I understand Dr. Bian's good intentions. Even though I'm older than you, Dr. Bian is still single, isn't he?"

"No! We're talking right now!"

"I can see that... but you're so much more mature than us, really! There are some things that, if you hadn't pointed out to me in person, I probably would never have thought of them in my life. The cultural environment is particularly toxic. I've learned some new things, and this is how I understand it: snow peas are clearly not toxic, but some people just can't eat them, not even a single bite. Neither spouse is a bad person, nor do they have any intention to harm others, but they just can't get along when they live together. They almost constantly trigger each other's cultural toxicity, and slowly, a couple that should have been loving and affectionate eventually develops into a deep-seated enemy, is that what you mean?"

Hearing this, Bian Mu nodded gently.

"Matching is key! If it doesn't match, even the most precious flower will wilt if planted in the world's most expensive pot!"

"Understood, thank you, Dr. Bian! So... do we still need to go and investigate our school?"

"I definitely have to go! You're lucky you found out early. I have a responsibility to help you get rid of the root of the problem. Even if we need a more comprehensive prescription in the future, we'll still be missing one ingredient. If I'm not mistaken... that ingredient should be at your school!"

"That sounds quite mysterious, but I believe you! Thank you again! You're truly my benefactor!"

"You flatter me. It's getting late. Go home and have some lunch. See you next week!"

"Goodbye!"

Bian Mu politely saw Teacher Wang out, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Cao Yueyue and her group had been sitting in the lobby for quite some time.

Bian Mu quickly walked up to Cao Yueyue and said a few polite words.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were here! My apologies! I just saw a special patient who could be completely cured, so I kept her a little longer to chat. Anyway, she was the last one. I wonder what brings you here at this hour?" "My brother found a girlfriend! We've already had our engagement party, but for some reason, my eyelids have been twitching lately. A friend did some divination and said there might be some trouble in the future. I'm starting to have some concerns... After calming down, I realized that in this city, who can beat Dr. Bian in metaphysics? I was passing by, so I thought I'd come over for a chat. Is this a convenient time, Dr. Bian?"

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but purse her lips, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

“Even the simplest household affairs in the Cao family are a hundred times more troublesome than those of ordinary people. I don’t want to get involved…” Bian Mu thought to himself.

"Well... let's just find a place to eat and chat," Bian Mu said with a smile.

"That's exactly what I was thinking. If Doctor Bian doesn't mind, how about we eat something simpler?"

“That’s exactly what I was thinking. Shall we go to ‘Hu’s Congee Stall’ for some mixed grain rice? It’s not far from here, we can just walk there.”

"Alright! Dr. Bian's picks are always good. Xiao Ma! Go and book two tables." With that, Cao Yueyue sent her assistant, driver, and the others away.

Bian Mu accompanied Cao Yueyue on a walk to "Hu's Congee Stall".

"Dr. Bian! I heard that the ointment is progressing quite smoothly."

"Thanks to Chairman Cao, everything is going smoothly, and the workshop renovation has recently begun."

"Really? Congratulations! I heard you're having some financial difficulties. Dr. Bian, you're still being a bit distant with me!"

"Nothing can escape your discerning eye. We are all poor and not very well-off. However, it's a small project and not worth bothering you. If we plan carefully and operate in installments, we should be able to manage."

"Then... what if I insist on investing?" Cao Yueyue suddenly asked, stopping in her tracks.

"How much do you mean... to invest?" Bian Mu asked curiously.

"One yuan! Just one yuan!"

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu froze, momentarily confused as to what Cao Yueyue meant.

"Dr. Bian has lofty ambitions and intends to revitalize the local traditional Chinese medicine industry. As representatives of the investment community, our Cao family has to contribute something. Don't worry, we have no intention of taking a share of the profits," Cao Yueyue replied with a smile.

To be honest, Bian Mu didn't quite believe it when he heard this.