Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2271 Let's Raise the Price of Medicine
The alarm clock rang, and Bian Mu was momentarily stunned. He quickly got up and went to the treatment room to remove the needle from the boxer.

"Among the teammates who came today, including your coach, is there anyone you truly admire?" Bian Mu suddenly asked.

"Huh?! Doctor, what do you mean?" the boxer asked, puzzled.

"Just asking. If you don't want to cause more trouble in the future, such as getting injured or disabled again because of the competition... then think carefully before answering!" Bian Mu's expression became much more serious, and he solemnly reiterated his meaning.

The boxer looked to be only about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. If it weren't for the fact that he trained hard every day and his face had become rough, he might have looked to be in his early twenties. He hadn't completely lost his childishness and exuded a kind of simple-minded and honest charm.

Bian Mu believes that boxing is a high-level sport that requires a high level of intelligence, and in his opinion, this hothead in front of him is simply not cut out for it.

Of course, Bian Mu's judgment was based on the new concept of "digital medicine" in traditional Chinese medicine, which is more rational than the experience of professional coaches. In addition, Bian Mu himself is also in the martial arts world and does not recognize the technical ability of this greenhorn in front of him, let alone his future development potential.

Bian Mu was kind-hearted. Since there were no other patients waiting for her appointment at the moment, she figured that saying a few more words might save the future of a promising young man. She didn't care whether he listened or not!
"You underestimate me?!" The boxer finally understood a little.

"We just met by chance. If you don't trust me, then I'm sorry for talking nonsense." Bian Mu still had a bunch of troublesome things on his mind, and he was a little annoyed at the moment.

Upon hearing this, the boxer became somewhat unconvinced.

"Brother Jie! Could you come over here for a second? This doctor said I should retire, but I don't quite understand. Could you talk to him for me?" With that, the boxer went to put on his jacket.

"Dr. Bian, is that right? What can I do for you?!" The teammate, known as Brother Jie, came over and asked, his words naturally carrying a hint of arrogance.

"Your brother is no longer suited to boxing. He should retire properly!" Bian Mu concluded calmly.

"Hahaha... Dr. Bian, do you know what you're saying?! His nickname in our team is 'Hurricane,' and he's already made it to the second tier in less than three months. In less than six months, he'll be promoted to an A-level club, and after the New Year, he'll be assigned a full-time agent. And now you're pouring cold water on him... Why does that sound so jarring?!" Well! This so-called Brother Jie in front of me is already being quite rude to Bian Mu.

With a slight smile, Bian Mu calmly explained, "From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, he's completely stiff from practicing. The spasms he's exhibiting today are just a warning sign; bigger trouble is yet to come. Besides, his strength, technique, reaction time... he's probably not very good at boxing. Judging from what he's saying, you're more skilled, right? How about we have a spar?" Suddenly, Bian Mu directly challenged him.

Hahaha……

Everyone present burst into laughter.

Hearing a loud commotion, Nurse Sun and Dr. Gong rushed over from elsewhere to investigate.

Bian Mu waved gently to the two of them.

"I was having a great chat with you guys, it's getting late, you should head back!"

Hearing their boss say that, Nurse Sun and Doctor Gong were relieved and went upstairs to change clothes before leaving get off work.

"To be able to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the city center, you're truly exceptional. We know you mean well, so we won't hold it against you. How much is the consultation fee?" the so-called "Brother Jie" said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Alright, it's just an acupuncture needle. Consider it making friends. Take care, everyone!" Kind words are useless against this stubborn fool. Having said all that, Bian Mu had fulfilled his responsibilities, but the man wouldn't listen. Let him be!

The so-called "Brother Jie" snorted, pulled out a brand-new hundred-yuan bill, slammed it heavily on a wooden table not far away, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to leave. The male coach, who looked more mature, probably had a lot on his mind, and completely ignored the whole thing, walking away with the crowd.

Watching the group of idiots walk further and further away, Bian Mu couldn't help but sigh softly. He picked up his water cup and returned to the windowsill, drinking water while pondering how to properly dispel his "greed" for making money at the three clinics.

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The next day at noon, Bian Mu was taking an old man's pulse when his phone on the table vibrated slightly a few times.

The old man's appetite had suddenly decreased, but he was otherwise fine, so Bian Mu didn't need to worry too much. She reached out her right hand and lightly tapped her phone to glance at it casually.

An Delin's phone call.

"Huh?! He's usually quite good at handling things, why is he contacting me directly now?!" Thinking it probably wasn't anything good, Bian Mu was too lazy to pay attention to him for the time being. She shifted her gaze slightly and sat there, calmly giving the old man in front of her a small call.

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Finally off work, Bian Mu felt an inexplicable stiffness in her lower back. The sky outside was overcast, and the sun was definitely not going to shine. So, Bian Mu stood near the stairwell and stretched her muscles a bit.

Anderlin didn't call again, probably because it wasn't anything serious. Anyway, Bian Mu had someone keeping an eye on things at the pharmaceutical factory, so he didn't bother to call back and find out what was going on.

To be honest, Bian Mu is getting more and more annoyed with dealing directly with An Delin. Having Teacher An act as a buffer is actually beneficial for everyone.

Feeling much more relaxed in her lower back, Bian Mu stopped and spun around a few times.

Just then, my phone rang.

Su Linwen's phone call.

"I remember the technical specifications of that antidote ointment you made were quite high, am I right?" For no apparent reason, Su Linwen blurted out these words.

"What's wrong! You're making a fuss over nothing. It's the first new drug, so of course all the technical specifications have to be pushed to the highest standards!" Bian Mu replied with a laugh over the phone.

"Great! How about... we consider raising the price of the medicine?"

"Wait... how does this have to do with you? What's going on?! Did you hear something? No wonder President An suddenly contacted me directly..."

"The relevant departments have issued a document. You should have received the relevant notice a long time ago! It says that there are unclear aspects such as 'not yet clear' in the outer packaging and instruction manual. Anyway, there are things that are unclear, so sales may be restricted or the products may be taken off the shelves."

Upon hearing this, Bian Mu immediately laughed.

"Hey! I thought it was something serious! It's only for some common Chinese patent medicines... It has nothing to do with the ointment we're making. You know, the Chinese patent medicines in Lijin are top-notch, and the related traditions have always been very strict. As for the price increase... in principle, let's wait and see!"

On the other end of the phone, Su Linwen said that Bian Mu was being a bit stubborn. She had inquired and found out that the "Detoxifying Ointment" was not priced high to begin with, and it would be a loss if they didn't take the opportunity to raise the price now.

Hearing this, Bian Mu was still somewhat unconvinced.