Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2211 Mr. Huangfu
When Nie Yawen received Bian Mu's call, she was much more polite than before. She said that a flower exhibition was being held in the "Zhangwenting" area in the southern suburbs, and she would accompany her grandfather to stroll around. If Bian Mu was interested, she could arrange for the two of them to meet.

Meeting by chance on New Year's Eve, across generations, or across age groups... such occasions are indeed perfect for a casual encounter.

Bian Mu readily agreed, his mind preoccupied with figuring out what kind of lavish gift he could secretly prepare to show his respect for the older generation of medical sages...

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Out of respect for the seniors in the industry, Bian Mu entrusted Lao Hou, on behalf of the Studio for Promoting Traditional Chinese Medicine Culture, to deliver a decent New Year's gift to each of the state-owned medical clinics, accompanied by "Dao Tiao Lian" and Li Yunhu. Of course, there was also an intention to test the waters among the industry colleagues. Regardless of which clinic they were, if their attitude was friendly, Bian Mu planned to formally visit them one by one around the Spring Festival, accompanied by Qi Yuewei.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, after the Spring Festival in 2026, that is, after the sixteenth day of the first lunar month of that year, Bian Mu will have firmly established himself in the traditional Chinese medicine community of Lijin City.

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As for Qian Xiaotong, Bian Mu personally delivered a generous gift to his parents' house. Qian Xiaotong was away on a business trip and couldn't meet him, so Bian Mu could only make a phone call to say hello in front of his parents. On the phone, Qian Xiaotong sounded a bit tired and said that he had seen Luo Jiaming near his hotel. He looked quite thin and seemed to be doing poorly, all alone.

After leaving the Qian family's courtyard, Bian Mu made a special call to Luo Jiaming to let him know that she was safe.

On the phone, Luo Jiaming sounded quite happy, saying that he was doing well in the south, had found a girlfriend, and might get married by the end of next year. At that time, he would formally invite Bian Mu to his wedding ceremony.

After giving a perfunctory and insincere response, Bian Mu listened intently to Luo Jiaming's "heartbeat" from thousands of miles away.

Feeling that Luo Jiaming was out of danger, Bian Mu was somewhat relieved.

After hanging up the phone, Bian Mu quickly called Mrs. Mai to inform her that Luo Jiaming's recent situation sounded alright, but he naturally didn't mention a word about the big boss Luo's intention to remarry.

Mrs. Mai sounded quite happy on the other end of the phone, claiming that the two children absolutely couldn't lose their father. At the same time, Mrs. Mai said that she would occasionally dream that Luo Jiaming had an accident, and she would always be on her way to the scene of the accident with Bian Mu...

After offering a few kind words of comfort to Mrs. Mai, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

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For reasons unknown, Zhao Xicheng deliberately arranged the meeting at a private club, a place dedicated to the study of traditional culture that collects rare ancient coins, stamps, seals, and other antique items.

The location of the clubhouse used to be a clubhouse of a large factory. Now it has been divided into five or six relatively independent units by several clubhouses, bookstores and photographers' associations. All the buildings above ground were rebuilt in the last ten years. They are Western-style buildings, occasionally decorated with traditional furniture and calligraphy and paintings. The modern atmosphere is interspersed with a few traces of traditional style, which adds a touch of solemnity to the look.

The open space in front of the guild hall had been leased by several companies for decades, and all of them had been converted into automatic parking spaces with AI electronic systems, offering simple and convenient service. Zhao Xicheng specially arranged for a young man in his early twenties to greet him at the entrance. The man looked three or four years younger than Bian Mu, full of energy, and clearly a young man who had trained for several years. He was dressed in traditional Hanfu, a dark blue color, which was slightly thin. Needless to say, he was young and vigorous, with a strong voice, and he wouldn't feel cold even without winter clothes.

The young man was very polite and insisted on taking the two welcome gifts from Bian Mu. They chatted and laughed all the way as they entered the clubhouse. They walked south through a flower path and went up to a three-story building. The new building was built on the original clubhouse foundation.

The reception room has one entrance and two exits, making it two and a half rooms in total, with a combined area of ​​at least 180 square meters. It is furnished with Chinese-style furniture and Western-style items, giving it a very cultured feel. Various ancient coins are everywhere, and it is difficult to distinguish between genuine and fake ones. The atmosphere is quite formal, unlike a gathering place for ordinary folk enthusiasts.

"It's not easy to meet, and I'm happy to have a good chat. You've gone to so much trouble by bringing so many gifts! This is Mr. Huangfu, he's the one who initiated the construction of this guild hall. And this is the famous Doctor Bian." As he spoke, Zhao Xicheng warmly introduced an elderly gentleman in his sixties to Bian Mu.

"Mr. Huangfu! My apologies! With the New Year approaching, it is a great honor for me to gather with you all in your esteemed place!" Bian Mu said with a smile and a few polite words.

"Hey! I've long heard of Master Bian's reputation and have been looking for a suitable opportunity to meet him. Old Zhao always makes excuses, saying that it's not easy for young people like you to start a business, and it's not good to bother you casually. Today, I'm honored to meet you in person. It's a pleasure to meet you!" As he spoke, Mr. Huangfu put his hands together and solemnly bowed halfway to Bian Mu.

Bian Mu hurriedly and solemnly returned the greeting with a full bow.

The three took their seats, and Bian Mu then noticed that the other two had deliberately offered him the seat of honor. For a moment, Bian Mu felt somewhat uncomfortable and made a few wild guesses in his mind. He felt that perhaps Mr. Huangfu's family also had one or two relatives suffering from some kind of difficult-to-treat illness. Otherwise, why would Zhao Xicheng have chosen this place as the meeting place?

The handsome young man had arranged tea and refreshments for everyone, smiled at Bian Mu, and then went out to attend to his own business.

After chatting for a few minutes, Mr. Huangfu got up and took a small wooden box from a small wooden table not far away. It was a solid wood box that looked quite old.

Upon reaching the wooden table where Bian Mu was sitting, Mr. Huangfu gently opened the wooden box in his hand and politely gestured for Bian Mu to appreciate it first.

“You…” Bian Mu glanced at Zhao Xicheng cautiously, then said politely, without bothering to check the origin of the three ancient coins in the box.

Bian Mu has never been very interested in appraising antiques.

"Don't misunderstand! Our ancestors were also doctors, pure Wenbing School. Up until my third uncle's generation, our family still ran a specialized clinic in the city. It's just that in recent years, some of our talents have dwindled, and the hospital's profits have been declining, which has made my third uncle lose interest in running it. Originally, we really intended to hire the clinic owner to help out, but after listening to Old Zhao's advice, we didn't bother you. These three old coins have a history, and if the clinic owner can tell us the story... those medicine cauldrons might actually end up in your hands!" Mr. Huangfu suddenly said these words.

Bian Mu was secretly taken aback when his thoughts were instantly guessed.

"Who leaked the news beforehand?! No way! I only chatted casually with Sima Kui for a few minutes, could it be..." In a moment of panic, Bian Mu's mind became a little confused.