Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2214 The Master's Respect is All a Fake

During her advanced studies at the "Bian's Clinic," Teng Daili actually demonstrated remarkable intelligence. At the very least, she knew where her weakest point lay, and whenever she had free time, she could sit quietly and wholeheartedly immerse herself in "cramming" on advanced pulse diagnosis techniques.

At that time, there were a lot of miscellaneous and messy things going on, so Bian Muzhen didn't have time to give systematic guidance. However, as long as Teng Daili humbly asked for advice, he would definitely teach her the relevant key points carefully, and he never seemed to get tired of it.

Now, Bian Mu felt that with Teng Daili's comprehension, she should have made great progress in pulse diagnosis and should be able to handle common and difficult cases without any problem.

An unexpected guest suddenly appeared at the "Xichunhe" branch of the "New Concept" Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. Teng Daili couldn't find a clear pulse pattern when she touched it, which seemed quite unusual at first glance.

Even a master of internal martial arts cannot completely conceal the pulse activity in the cun, guan, and chi areas of a living person. With Teng Daili's current skill level, checking the most basic pulse patterns is not a problem.

"What's going on?! Are they coming to challenge us?! Alone?! In broad daylight... Doctor Teng's medical skills are already top-notch! How come he's at a loss?! A rare case? One in a million?! Or... could he be in cahoots with those two guys who play with 'sleeve whips' and 'breathing needles'?! If it's confirmed in the future, their background will be incredibly deep!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Objectively speaking, if those three strange guys, including the man from this morning, are really in cahoots, Bian Mu might not be able to afford to mess with them!
Throughout history and across the world, this applies to everyone! Making a living on the streets is never easy! Especially when you're so young and have opened a legitimate state-owned medical clinic, there are probably countless people watching you from the sidelines!
Suppressing the slight doubt that had surfaced in her heart, Bian Mu asked softly over the phone, "Did you contact Dr. Dian afterwards?"

“It’s been a whole day, and there are significantly more patients than usual. I haven’t had a chance to catch up, so I’m reporting to you as soon as possible. Besides, I’m just guessing what’s going on with Dr. Dian. I don’t even have a clue what’s going on yet. If I call him, I don’t know what to say…” Teng Daili told the truth on the other end of the phone.

"That's true! Is there anything else unusual?" Bian Mu asked softly on the other end of the phone.

"Haven't found anything yet... That guy seemed honest and unassuming, not like he was deliberately looking for trouble. He even looked a little lost and dejected at times... His eyes were vacant. Thinking about it afterward, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would scheme against others..."

"That's good... Perhaps you've been too overworked lately, and your fingers are bound to lose accuracy for a moment. That's why you're taking three days off! Get some rest, and I'll talk to Doctor Dian later! It should be nothing serious..."

"That's good! I was probably a little nervous... You go ahead and get back to work, bye!"

"We'll talk later!" With that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

He immediately dialed Dian Shuhua's phone number, and Bian Mu's fingertip had just touched the answer button when he quickly withdrew it.

Dian Shuhua was always calm and methodical. It was already this late, and he hadn't contacted him yet; the matter might already be resolved! As the head of a branch, Bian Mu couldn't act like a hothead, frantically shouting about every little thing. As the head of Branch 2, and possessing considerable martial arts skills, he was a grown man! Dian Shuhua should at least share some of the burden, shouldn't he? Understanding this, Bian Mu felt much more at ease.

At this moment, Mr. Huangfu walked in from outside the door, carrying a specially made wooden box in each hand. The one in his right hand seemed to be larger, while the one in his left hand was obviously half the size. Judging from his walking posture, the two boxes were quite heavy.

Having been the owner of the shop for some time now, Bian Mu has become much more composed. There's no need for him to rush forward and curry favor with others over their things. With that in mind, Bian Mu simply stood up and politely greeted them, without actually helping Mr. Huangfu properly place the two boxes on the wooden table.

After a few quick steps, Zhao Xicheng rushed over to help Mr. Huangfu place the smaller wooden box on the wooden table. He casually turned the mechanism on it a few times. Without asking, Zhao Xicheng had seen similar specially made wooden boxes more than once before.

"Master! Xiejia Ding, Qixin Ding, this Qixin Ding seems to have another name, Suoyue Zun. Master, you are very knowledgeable, please take this opportunity to help us identify its authenticity." As he spoke, Mr. Huangfu skillfully disassembled the two boxes into two new-style suitcases and placed them under the table.

It turned out that the two boxes were new items, specially made by a skilled craftsman from somewhere. If Bian Mu was not mistaken, they were made of chicken wing wood, and the workmanship was very exquisite. They contained at least five hidden mechanisms and were not ordinary items.

Two medicine cauldrons, one large and one small, were prominently placed in the middle of the wooden table. One was tall and the other short, one large and the other small, one light and the other heavy.

"Sir, you flatter me. How could a mere itinerant doctor like me know the secrets of the treasure appraisal business? I am honored that you two think so highly of me. I hope to see the legendary medicine-making cauldron in my lifetime. Thank you!" As he spoke, Bian Mu slowly walked to the table and examined the wooden table.

Mr. Huangfu and Zhao Xicheng exchanged a smile but didn't say anything more.

Bian Mu's mind immediately started racing...

"Those three old coins were obviously deliberately put together. The first one looks alright, probably a medicine coin. The middle one was probably intentionally placed in the center, looking like a limited edition 'meritorious New Year coin' issued in the early Tang Dynasty. The patina looks okay, but the inner break is obviously artificially aged, the jagged edges are too obvious, it's contrived! Even I, a semi-expert, can see it, who are they underestimating?! I'm not just a regular at the Flower Field Ghost Market! The character 'Shao' in 'Shao Xun' is missing two strokes, that was the identity mark of a mint in that era, they didn't know that?! They're really good at pretending! The last one looks like a Song Dynasty coin, but it's actually just a modern craft item, usually sold in piles at the Flower Field Ghost Market, what a joke! One real and two fake, are they trying to embarrass me on the spot?! Is it really necessary! Does Zhao Xicheng really not care if I hold a grudge?! He's a gentleman on the surface, but he can't change what's in his heart!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu's forehead was getting a little angry.

After calming her mind and suppressing her anger, and slightly adjusting her breathing rhythm, Bian Mu became much calmer.

At home, when my mom gets really angry, she doesn't even give me any courtesy. On the street, when we're fighting for food, which of my fellow vendors can get along with me peacefully?! Having lived in peace for so long, I've somewhat picked up the sense of superiority that comes with being the head of the restaurant. To be honest, I'm really nothing special. What's so inviolable about me?!
Having figured this out, Bian Mu repositioned himself as a wandering healer, and his mindset immediately became calm and peaceful.