Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2001 Traditional Chinese Medicine Thought
Unlike his colleagues, Dian Shuhua has a stronger inclination towards academic research, which subtly adds a touch of quiet elegance to his demeanor. To put it simply, Dian Shuhua has a "traditional Chinese medicine face," a trait that becomes even more apparent when he dines with Luo Zhanqi.

Normally you wouldn't notice, but compared to Dian Shuhua, Luo Zhanqi's unique coldness, fierceness, and powerful strength... that kind of spirit immediately came to the fore.

Dr. Ning, who is temporarily in charge of the "New Concept" branch of the Chinese Medicine Clinic, usually has a good habit of studying medical books and writing papers, but he doesn't exude much academic air about him.

Dr. Gong is more studious, but his standards are a bit low. He only studies hard because he is purely motivated by making money, and worldly concerns have long suppressed his academic spirit.

Based on this alone, Bian Mu secretly decided to entrust the branch to Dian Shuhua, hoping he would take good care of himself, buy a house and car in Lijin, get married and have children, and live a stable life. As for whether Dian Shuhua would start his own business in the future, he couldn't think that far ahead. Sometimes you have to be more open-minded; industries are like ironclad systems, people come and go! Let's cooperate sincerely for the time being. If we can raise the overall level of traditional Chinese medicine in Lijin City a little bit through our joint efforts… wouldn't that be quite meaningful?

Sanqiangzi is fluent in bird language, but he just doesn't have a way to make a living from it. Luo Zhanqi also knows a little about this. Any unexpected encounter with a sick bird is probably a "testing scheme" carefully prepared by the owner and Sanqiangzi in secret.

Luo Zhanqi had personally witnessed Dian Shuhua practicing acupuncture on mangoes, and he knew that he was far inferior to Dian Shuhua in terms of acupuncture skills! Today, after witnessing Dian Shuhua display such superb acupuncture skills, Luo Zhanqi was once again convinced that Bian Mu was determined to "cultivate" Dian Shuhua into the second-in-command of the National Medical Hall.

A few days ago, a fellow villager who works in the decoration industry invited him out to dinner. During their conversation, Luo Zhanqi learned that in Lijin, if you want to buy a decent house in all aspects, even a second-hand house, which is not very big and some don't even have elevators installed, it will cost at least ten million yuan. Luo Zhanqi's long-buried idea of ​​returning to his hometown to start a business was rekindled...

Luo Zhanqi didn't care about this. Anyway, he had never been able to make up his mind to settle down in Lijin. Whether it was the main branch or a branch, it didn't matter to him who was in charge. He wasn't the kind of person who liked to worry. It wouldn't affect his "learning skills by observation" or his taking on some side jobs to save some money. Why bother with such trivial matters?
Luo Zhanqi was sitting there lost in thought when he suddenly heard someone's phone ring. He looked around and realized it was Bian Mu calling.

Mrs. McDormand called.

"I made a few calls and, most likely—and this is just my guess—the person behind the publishers' requests for manuscripts is Lei Xiaoxuan, the owner of 'Juzhentang.' He'll probably end up paying the high royalties. You might not know this, but this Mr. Lei has a habit of writing books. Zhao Xicheng is clearly ten times better than him, yet he only published one textbook-like supplementary book. How do I know? My friend told me. He even sent me a bunch of photos, which I've already forwarded to your email. You'll see when you look at them." Over the phone, Mrs. Mai briefly replied to the matter Bian Mu had entrusted to her.

"Oh! Isn't he a businessman? Why is he suddenly interested in 'pulse diagnosis'? Does that mean... he'll 'perform' on behalf of Zhao Xicheng?" Bian Mu asked with a smile on the other end of the phone.

“My friend was just guessing! If you’re interested in investigating further, I can arrange it!” Mrs. Mai replied confidently over the phone.

"No need for that, it makes it seem like I'm doing something... There's no need for that, just knowing the general outline is enough!" Bian Mu quickly stopped him on the other end of the phone.

"Don't underestimate Lei Xiaoxuan. Although he usually acts like a spoiled rich kid and is quite flamboyant, actually... as far as I know, he's quite skilled at pulse diagnosis. Before I met you, my husband, Lao Luo, had him examine him, and he seemed quite knowledgeable. Right now, it's just that your sharp edge has overshadowed them all. I suspect... your pulse diagnosis on a cell phone and radio is too outrageous, it's shocked the entire TCM community. Perhaps they're 'colluding'... Hey! That's quite possible. Doesn't Young Master Lei usually publish a book to show off? He's on friendly terms with the current chairman of that company. Maybe that's how this fell to him, and the money might be split among everyone..." On the phone, Mrs. Mai proceeded to deduce for a long time using her logic.

"That makes sense... I'm sorry to have troubled you! Let's leave it at that! Anyway, I have no intention of publishing a book." "You can't say that. Times have changed! In the field of professional technology, the seniority system has long been thrown into the dustbin of history! You are young and promising, and if time allows, you should indeed publish a few monographs. However... writing a monograph and drafting a professional paper are two different things. Either don't bother, or if you're going to write, you have to put in real effort! With your current status... you need to fully demonstrate entirely new TCM ideas in your book. Without new ideas as a professional background, it will at most be a professional paper with a longer word count. No matter how perfectly the professional framework is built, it's meaningless. Even if it has extraordinary guiding significance for clinical practice, it will only be an ordinary TCM professional reading material. It certainly can't be called a monograph. Do you have enough preparation in this regard?" Well! Mrs. Mai is indeed on a different level. She hit the nail on the head with just a few words.

"I really don't have that qualification!"

“Then let him settle down a bit more! Early fame at a young age isn’t necessarily a good thing. Take my husband, Lao Luo, for example. By the way, have you contacted him recently? It’s been a long time, and I haven’t heard anything from him, good or bad. Even though we’re separated, he’s still the father of two children. I don’t want anything to happen to him, and I’m also worried that he might fall for that slut.”

"Don't mention me. Assistant Zhang and President Guan have been out of contact for a while now. Should I make some inquiries? Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue! My connections can't compare to yours!" Bian Mu replied with a laugh on the phone.

"Hehe... Don't say that. In some aspects, we may not be much better than you. In short, let us know as soon as you hear anything about his recent situation."

"sure!"

"I have to go out for a bit, let's stop here for now! By the way, Xiaoyue still isn't very focused on her studies, I'll have to go to school and check on her when I have time, she's still afraid of you!"

"Okay, thank you for your trouble!"

"We're all family here, no need to be so polite, I'm hanging up!" With that, Mrs. Mai hung up the phone.

Bian Mu got up, paid the bill at the bar, greeted the owner, and the three of them chatted and laughed as they walked towards the clinic. Bian Mu's phone rang again. This time it was a call from Dean Lu. He let the phone ring for one tone before it automatically cut off. In front of his two colleagues, Bian Mu did not answer the call.

……

Just after 10 a.m., three booksellers walked into the clinic again: one old man and two young men and one woman. This time, the publishing company was a level higher, a Sino-foreign joint venture, larger in scale and more famous.

Bian Mu sent the intern, Xiao Shang, out to chat idly with the three patients for a while, while he continued seeing patients in silence...

The book publishing company's urgent urging for her to publish a monograph seemed rather suspicious, so Bian Mu decided to let it all cool off.