Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2069 The practice of the sleeve whip was truly worthwhile.
Since they met, Bian Mu and Dr. Yue have gotten along like family, with a warm and natural relationship.

After Dean Yue stepped down from her position, Bian Mu never saw Dr. Yue's charming figure in the Little White Building again. It seemed that Dr. Yue's contact with people from all walks of life had decreased significantly. Was she avoiding suspicion? Or was she choosing to keep quiet? Or perhaps there were other considerations?
but……

Having dealt with hundreds of patients and their families every day, Bian Mu now has a much deeper understanding of human nature and is no longer the somewhat arrogant newbie she once was.

In layman's terms, Dr. Yue's behavior can be described as "sensible," "knowing how to behave," and "knowing when to advance and retreat."

To be honest, Bian Mu disapproved of this worldly custom of "the tea grows cold after the person leaves." Alas! He was a nobody and didn't know what he could do to comfort his wife's father and daughter. Occasionally, when he thought of this, Bian Mu felt somewhat guilty.

If it weren't for Dean Yue's strong recommendation, Professor Mi probably would never have easily accepted Bian Mu into the association. Of course, in the end, it was all thanks to Dr. Yue's influence. No matter how far he goes in the future, he must never forget this weighty favor!
Objectively speaking, Professor Mi's circle of friends is divided into several layers! Bian Mu always felt that she was always on the outermost layer. She couldn't explain why, but she could never get too close to Professor Mi!

Outside the window, the rain had finally stopped completely, but the sky was still overcast.

For a moment, a layer of gloom settled over Bian Mu's heart, and he couldn't shake it off for a long time.

"Although I still entrusted the delivery guy to send the holiday gifts to Dean Yue and Dr. Yue's home as usual, I should have personally visited Dean Yue's home during the National Day holiday. It was really impolite! Today is different from usual. Dean Yue's family's mood has changed..." Thinking of this, Bian Mu plans to invite Dr. Yue to dinner soon. If it is convenient, he will find a suitable time to prepare a generous gift and visit Dean Yue's family.

While drinking plain water, Mu sat by the window deep in thought when Dr. Gong hurried over.

"Boss! This child is just over 7 years old. I hesitated a bit when I prescribed the medicine because I felt that the dosage was too high. Could you please take a look and tell me if we should reduce the dosage later?" As he spoke, Dr. Gong gently placed the medical record he had prepared on the table.

Bian Mu carefully flipped through it for a while...

"For his symptoms... diarrhea after taking the medication is perfectly normal. We can't let his mother's overprotective nature interfere with the normal treatment process. Keep the dosage unchanged! If his mother questions our medication again, you can change the massage method. The herbal medicine can be stopped for about two weeks. There's a detail to pay attention to here. Next time you give this boy massage therapy, I suggest putting something under his lower abdomen beforehand, like a small towel or a small pillow. The size should be about the width of a 32mo book, and the thickness should be such that the little boy doesn't feel uncomfortable. Just make a slight bulge in the lower back area. By the way, when massaging in this way, the little boy will most likely drool, which is normal and actually helps with his symptoms! You should explain to the parents beforehand that they should put some tissues near his mouth, and the bottom layer should be a small sheet to avoid soiling the bed!"

"Okay! I'll give it a try! How does it work from a medical perspective?" Dr. Gong asked humbly after sitting down opposite Bian Mu.

Hearing this, Bian Mu turned his head and looked around a few times.

The three young interns had already left work and gone home. There were probably only Nurse Sun, Accountant Yu, and a few others left at the clinic. Painter Fang had some family matters to attend to these past two days and couldn't come over!

"Let's limit our discussion to a few words between you and me, and not mention it to the other colleagues!" Bian Mu specifically instructed.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Gong's eyes lit up, and the weariness on her face vanished instantly; she was genuinely curious!

"This boy's mother wasn't very careful during her pregnancy, continuing her old habits. We might as well ask around later. It turns out the baby was breech in the womb for at least six months. Later, it seems the family had to find a skilled obstetrician to gradually correct it, like an expert like Professor Meng Shulan. So... this boy was born with something artificially created... Our assisted approach is actually to try to restore him to his more natural original position in key areas. Under this premise, your massage therapy will be much more effective. However... to completely cure it, he still needs to take the herbal medicine afterwards." Bian Mu explained briefly in a low voice.

"Boss, you haven't even met the person yet... amazing!" Dr. Gong exclaimed with genuine admiration, her beautiful eyes wide. "I must say, your 'pulse diagnosis' is well-written, detailed, and accurate. It seems you've made considerable progress in your 'sleeve whip' technique lately!" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"I'm still far from good enough! By the way, let me tell you an embarrassing story. One day, I was getting off work a bit late, and when I was almost at the entrance of our community, a half-grown rabid dog suddenly darted out from the roadside. Good heavens! Without saying a word, it lunged at my leg and bit me. In a moment of panic, I instinctively lashed out with my whip, and unexpectedly, the whip nearly killed it. The wound is still quite shocking to think about now; it was such a deep, long gash."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu was momentarily stunned.

"What happened to that dead dog?" Bian Mu asked quickly.

"It was pitch black, so I didn't dare stay there for long. I rushed home and told my dad. He didn't say anything, just grabbed a shovel and went out. I guess he found a place to bury it!"

"That's fine! Just let me know if it's too late next time, and I'll drive you home!"

"It's nothing! It's just that the madness came so suddenly that I got a little flustered and the force of the slap on my wrist was unexpectedly strong. Thinking about it afterwards, I'm still a little scared! If that guy had slapped someone..." Before he could finish speaking, Dr. Gong realized that he had said something inappropriate and quickly stopped talking.

“You are usually very calm and composed, so I didn’t say much. In the future… it’s best not to mention the whip in front of others, and keep quiet at home as well. In the old days, people called this thing a ‘secret technique.’ ‘Secret’ means it should not be revealed in front of others.”

Upon hearing this, Dr. Gong nodded quickly, indicating that he understood.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while about Accountant Yu's recent reactions. Bian Mu didn't find anything particularly interesting, so he didn't say anything. Seeing that it was getting late, for safety reasons, Bian Mu insisted on driving Dr. Gong home.

On his way back, Bian Mu suddenly realized that it seemed a bit inappropriate to go to Deputy Secretary-General Cai's office empty-handed. He wondered if he should bring some expensive tea, but he didn't know if Cai usually drank tea. For a moment, he was quite embarrassed.

After parking the car in a suitable spot on the side of the road, Bian Mu got out and leaned against the car door, pondering and observing the street scene for a while. He was cooped up in the clinic all day without seeing the sun, so he needed to absorb some of the lively atmosphere of the street when he had free time, otherwise, one day his skills might not be as good as before.

"We should ask President Tao about this. Her brain..." Thinking of this, Bian Mu dialed Tao Wenjie's cell phone.

"What's up? I'm in Nanjin right now!" Tao Wenjie said with a laugh over the phone.

"Went to get the money?"

"That's right! The construction site can't keep stopping, otherwise the quality won't be guaranteed later. It's getting colder and colder, and some projects have to be completed before the Spring Festival. Even if we have to borrow money, we have to finish them. Just say what's on your mind!"

Bian Mu briefly explained the matter of the change of personnel in Xiaobailou.

Tao Wenjie was delighted at that moment.