Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1896 Conservative treatment also varies from person to person

Positive reviews of "detoxifying plaster" are becoming increasingly mainstream, and demand from major hospitals and wholesale centers is steadily rising. However, misconceptions about its use are also increasing. To address this, Bian Mu printed and distributed a lot of supplementary materials free of charge to various users. Gradually, the new concept that even good medicine requires careful study to use effectively spread…

That noon, after getting off work, Bian Mu sat by the window with a glass of water, closing his eyes to rest and pondering some things.

"The profits from this new drug are significantly better than expected. The first installment of dividends for the relevant personnel has been paid out in full, and Uncle Pei's share has also been paid out. We originally agreed to create a new money-making opportunity for his son and daughter... But now we really can't find a place to settle them. I don't know what Uncle Pei is thinking. If this continues, the old man will probably have some kind of knot in his heart!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu felt a little sorry for the herb farmer, Old Pei.

As Bian Mu pondered the matter, he increasingly felt that the Pei family's children were somewhat like jigsaw puzzle pieces, and the further he went, the less he knew where to put them.

"Are you tired from running around like this?" "Striped Face" appeared out of nowhere and casually asked Bian Mu about his tired face.

"No need for that! Sit down! Want something to drink?"

"Don't bother me, I drank a lot of water on the way here. It's my treat today, let's go out and grab something to eat?"

"Have you struck it rich?" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"I've never been of any help, but I've been taking money from you all this time, even if it's just for a meal!"

"We're all family here, no need to be so polite! It's very dry outside, let's eat something light, how about we go to the porridge stall?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Great! The mung bean soup there is so finely made and delicious! Shall we go now?"

"Same place as always, go ahead and grab a seat. I'll tidy up the consultation room and be right there."

"Alright!" With that, "Striped Face" excitedly went to a nearby porridge stall to reserve a seat.

……

"Hu's Congee Stall"—we share the same sky and the same heart. During the height of summer, the stall is packed with people both upstairs and downstairs.

On the first floor, "Striped Face" had already secured a good seat. Upon seeing Bian Mu enter, he quickly stood up and waved.

The mung bean shaved ice drink is a specialty of this shop, and it's often out of stock. "Knife Face" is indeed quite capable; he had already bought a whole pot of it, and the two of them chatted while drinking.

“Now that I’ve saved up some money, how about I rent a storefront and start a small business? Driving around all day is too much of a hassle!” “Striped Face” suggested with a smile.

Since completely reforming himself, "Striped Face" has never relapsed into his old habits. He drives his car steadily and occasionally does some small business with his friends. Bian Mu gives him some subsidies from time to time, and with the recent share of the ointment, he has indeed saved some money.

"So... are you planning to try your luck in the pharmaceutical industry?" Bian Mu smiled and pointed at "sharp-faced man".

Hearing this, "Striped Face" seemed a little embarrassed.

"I have indeed considered getting ashore as soon as possible, but... my conditions on all sides are not quite right, are they?"

“Right now, there really aren’t any suitable opportunities. As you know, you can’t get involved in medicine. We’re just starting out in the pharmaceutical field. I was just thinking about arranging two positions for Uncle Pei’s family, but after thinking it over, it’s simply impossible. Let me put it this way: this is actually a rather complicated calculation problem. After all the calculations, there really aren’t any similar opportunities. A bit disappointed, aren’t you?” Bian Mu said with a smile.

"How could that be! I'm just thinking about finding a proper way to settle down. I've been messing around before! If I don't start a small business and settle down properly, it'll really be a problem for me! My mom doesn't say it, but she's worried about me!"

“Understood! Brother Qiangzi’s situation is similar. There really aren’t many opportunities right now. The market is too saturated. We’re brothers, I can’t fool you, can I?” Bian Mu spoke the truth. “I know, I know! I’m not saying there has to be a result right away. If there’s a suitable opportunity for me in the future, please let me know. You know, people like us basically don’t have any business acumen.”

"Don't talk nonsense! Without your and Brother Qiang's help, who knows what kind of trouble this new drug we're developing would have caused! Now that you mention it, considering the Pei family's affairs... next time we make plans, we should include your important matters in the mix, then there might still be a chance!"

Upon hearing this, "Striped Face" was overjoyed.

By this time, all the dishes had been served, and the two ate and chatted.

Not long after, Bian Mu's phone rang.

Huh?! It's Fan Sanqiao calling.

"Senior brother! It's been a long time!" Bian Mu was quite happy on the other end of the phone. No matter what, at the crucial moment, the two of them gave each other the greatest and most sincere help, which they would never forget in this lifetime.

"Sigh! I'm always busy but I'm getting poorer! I have something to ask you, is this a convenient time?" Fan Sanqiao sounded very polite on the phone.

"We're all family, why be so polite! Speak!"

"My dear, I'm sorry, we didn't have a traditional wedding in China. We just went abroad for a short trip and that was it. So we didn't bother anyone. Please don't be upset!" Fan Sanqiao apologized repeatedly over the phone.

"Hey! We're brothers, no need for so much formality. I figured you two must have other reasons. Besides, a wedding is just a ceremony! As long as you two are happy, that's all that matters. What's wrong with your wife?"

"Her brother, 39 or 38, I can't remember exactly, injured his knee during equestrian training abroad. The foreign hospital immediately scheduled him for surgery. He knows a little about traditional Chinese medicine and didn't want to go through a major ordeal, so he figured conservative treatment would be safer. He chartered a small plane and went back to China. He received treatment in Beiqi for about two months... I heard the treatment wasn't very effective, and it cost a lot of money. My wife then remembered you and asked me to call and ask if it's better to have the surgery done directly in Beiqi, or continue with conservative treatment?!"

"I see! In this kind of case... Let me put it this way! When you encounter a special person with a rather special condition, conservative treatment can still cause a lot of harm, really! We need to see the person in person first and take a look at the scans! I'll also take the opportunity to see some high-level medical data from overseas."

"Okay! Sorry for the trouble! I'll send it to you right away. If you think it's necessary, we'll set off back to Lijiang tomorrow!"

"Let's see!" With that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

"Striped Face" ate his food with relish, not uttering a single word. From the conversation, he guessed it was probably Fan Sanqiao calling. In his opinion, Fan Sanqiao was unreliable and somewhat pretentious. He thought that Bian Guanzhu wouldn't last long with such a person.

Not long after, the relevant medical records were sent over.

Bian Mu opened the document and carefully read through it for a long time. The multigrain porridge in his hand had long since gone cold, but it didn't matter because of the hot weather.

……

“I’ve reviewed their medical records. Given their circumstances, chartering a small plane is as easy for them as taking a taxi is for us. So… I suggest they just have the surgery. As for whether to fly back overseas or stay in Beiqi, that’s up to their family to decide. In my opinion, you shouldn’t mention that detail.”

"Understood, thanks! Well... if I had to add something, if it were me, would you recommend conservative treatment or surgery?" Fan Sanqiao suddenly asked this question on the other end of the phone.

Hearing this, Bian Mu smiled faintly and replied, "Is that even a question? It'll definitely be conservative treatment, but... no matter how close you and your sister-in-law are, you'd better never mention anything like that!"

"Okay! Talk to you later! Thanks again!" With that, Fan Sanqiao hung up the phone.