Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1954 Major Health Project

Before anyone knew it, the little boy had fallen asleep there, looking quite peaceful.

Luo Zhanqi glanced at Dr. Gong, and the two immediately understood: "When will we be able to learn this amazing skill from our boss! Right now, if there's even a trace of cold air entering the child's lungs and heart, how can he sleep so soundly! And... the cold and warmth cancel each other out so perfectly?! It's practically a myth!"

The two were extremely puzzled as to how Bian Mu could control the force of her hand so precisely!
This is definitely a classic case of the "digital medicine" school. Just this one skill is something any TCM doctor could brag about for a lifetime!

The two then realized that the boss had specially brought them out today to help out; his intentions were quite profound!

Then scrape another section of the ribbed board...

Finishing touches: top and bottom...

Bian Mu's back was already covered in sweat. The little boy and his family saw this, and even a layman could tell that Bian Mu had put in a lot of effort!

……

it is finally over!
After the acupuncture was finished, Bian Mu gestured to another middle-aged female nanny in the house to cover the little boy with a small blanket. Then he invited everyone to sit elsewhere for a while and wait for the little boy to wake up naturally. At the same time, Bian Mu set a timer on his phone.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the child should wake up in about 40 minutes. This is the business standard that our Digital Medicine School has always strived to achieve, and today is a good opportunity to verify it." As she spoke, Bian Mu briefly explained the dangers of today's treatment.

When the whole family heard that if even a little bit of cold energy were to leak into their precious child's body, the child would have to live with that person for the rest of their lives, their faces couldn't help but change color.

"It's both his strength and his weakness that he's been raised in such a wealthy environment! Luckily, he has a good constitution, and the meridian segments between various important acupoints in his body have grown the 'protective armor' that children from rich families have. That's why I dare to use this treatment method. As long as he falls asleep peacefully, there's nothing to worry about," Bian Mu explained with a smile.

Hearing this, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized that traditional Chinese medicine was indeed amazing!

After chatting and laughing for a while, the little boy's father invited Bian Mu to his study for a chat.

Bian Mu instructed Xiao Gong and Luo Zhanqi to check on the young patient from time to time, while he went upstairs to chat with the little boy's father.

The study is quite large, with bookshelves on three walls. The solid wood bookshelves have many layers, and the top shelf is as tall as two adult men. There is a ladder next to it, otherwise you would not be able to reach the top shelf at all. Looking around, there are probably 10,000 books!
“I mainly work in commercial real estate. My company and branches own many clinics, health clubs, pharmacies, and physiotherapy centers… Right now, at least 40% of them are not doing well. I used to think it was just a natural industry downturn, but after getting to know Dr. Bian, I realized that they don’t have much real substance. Over time, customers at all levels stopped buying into them! I was thinking about whether we should liquidate everything. Anyway, the longer we operate, the more we both lose. So… let’s package up those medical real estate projects and try a small project together?!” The little boy’s father suddenly proposed a collaboration, and it involved quite a lot of money.

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu smiled calmly.

"I understand your good intentions, but my abilities are limited, and I really can't accept it! I'm not just being polite, I really can't handle it. Putting aside everything else, we can't even manage personnel management alone. I estimate... we'll lose money as soon as we start, maybe even more than before!" Without any ambiguity, Bian Mu refused on the spot.

With a generous smile, the little boy's father added, "Dr. Bian, you may have misunderstood. Personnel management is none of your concern; we have a third-party labor service company to handle it. By the way, if your institution encounters any particularly troublesome issues in the future, such as a shortage of staff, we can be of service. Don't worry about the fees; we'll cover the costs! What I mean is to set up a small 'health management' project, consolidating our medical-related commercial real estate holdings into a small group. Office expenses and such will be mine, while you'll have the final say on the core operations. Profits will be split 50/50! How does that sound?" Hearing this, Bian Mule was delighted.

"It sounds good, but... I'm a complete novice when it comes to business. I can tell that at least 70% of this project is commercial. As for me, my main focus right now is on pure medical and pharmaceutical technology. I'm completely clueless about commercial things. In the end, we'll spend a lot of money, but we'll still be two separate entities, each talking about our own things and busy with our own lives. We might even fall out!"

"It's not that serious! Let me be honest with you. Let's say that project is worth 3 million. Even if we lose 6% of it, I can accept it. Besides, with Dr. Bian's talent, even if he follows the usual path for a project, the worst he can do is break even!"

"I'm not as optimistic as you. The scale is too large, far exceeding our actual capabilities, really! Such a large project is no joke, let's stop here!"

"Don't rush to reject me. Let me put it this way: in recent years, Elder Nie Yixiong has hardly stayed in the city. He travels all over the country giving lectures. You don't really think the old man has gone off to give lectures and spread his teachings, do you?!"

"Oh! You mean..."

"I also heard that the old man and some friends tried to do a few projects. So far, it's been pretty good overall. If the Nie family's medical lineage had enough capable people, those projects would have been a huge success long ago!" The little boy's father mentioned some of Nie Yixiong's more secretive investment projects with great surprise.

Hearing this, Bian Mu fell silent.

The little boy's father mistakenly thought Bian Mu was interested and smiled as he tried to persuade him, "If you and I join forces, it will definitely be a perfect match of complementary strengths and resources. Let me make this clear first: I have absolutely no intention of profiting from this first project, really! Just treat it as an experiment. Whether we lose money or make money, I'll accept it! If we're lucky and it really works out, we can then expand to other major and medium-sized cities across the country, and the related benefits will definitely be substantial!"

"You might have misunderstood! I really can't do this, and I'm not being modest; I'm completely clueless about it."

The two were chatting when their cell phone rang; it was time.

"Excuse me! Let's talk another day! I have to go see your son." With that, Bian Mu got up and walked out.

The little boy's father was still somewhat unwilling to give up, and followed along explaining that he would arrange for an assistant to deliver some documents tomorrow, and perhaps Boss Bian would be tempted.

Bian Mu thanked him hastily, saying that it was fine to give it to him, considering it a learning experience, since it wouldn't hurt.

The little boy's reaction exceeded Bian Mu's expectations, but thankfully, everyone was happy!
Afterwards, Bian Mu and the other two drank some tea to calm themselves down before taking their leave.

Along the way, Bian Mu had initially thought of telling Xiao Gong and Luo Zhanqi about the little boy's father's suggestion as a joke, but then she thought, "It sounds like a camel project, what if I could actually do it someday?!" In the end, Bian Mu didn't say anything.

Subsequent events proved that Bian Mu had truly missed a golden opportunity that would come only once every few decades.