Merchant and doctor

Chapter 2455 Lie Detector
Household chores can take up an entire morning, and there's always something to do.

After a short rest, Bian Mu changed her clothes and went out to the nearby market to buy some groceries and cook something simple.

Just as I entered the north gate of the farmers' market, my phone rang.

Qi Yuewei's phone call.

Around May Day every year, Bian Mu and Qi Yuewei are always very busy. They keep saying they want to go out and have some fun together, but they never actually do. No wonder Bian's mother always says that the two of them don't seem like a couple at all, and she can't feel any closeness between them.

Bian's mother even thought that the two of them would break up sooner or later. Rather than keeping each other hanging on like this, it would be better to just end it and find someone more suitable for each other.

My mom can be quite realistic sometimes.

"Finished with work?" Bian Mu asked with a smile on the phone.

"Where? The accounts are all messed up! What about your side? How's the new drug project progressing?"

"I'm cleaning at home right now, and I'm about to contact Mr. Bi. I need to use their 3D printing workshop to get some small gadgets. I was just thinking about how much to pay him."

3D printing?! What does that mean?

"The new drug needs to be produced in a brand-new workshop, a completely new type of workshop that has never been seen before. After all the passages are closed, the whole workshop looks a bit like a medicine cauldron..."

"Wow! What are the main materials used?"

"Foam plastic, the zero-pollution kind. In addition, at least seven metal sheets and metal meshes need to be added inside and out. Some parts also need to be fitted with some chips, the custom kind. The technical requirements are not high. Domestically produced ordinary chips are sufficient. Perhaps Mr. Wei can help with that."

"That sounds a bit complicated. Just let us know if you need any help from us! By the way, let me ask you something! If someone is faking illness, can't you tell if they're really sick just by taking their pulse?"

"Pulse diagnosis for lie detection?!" Bian Mu on the other end of the phone found it rather intriguing.

"That's roughly the idea! Is it technically reliable?"

“There are indeed records of this in ancient books, but… I’ve never done this kind of test before. In terms of theoretical discussion… it’s roughly feasible!” Bian Mu replied ambiguously over the phone.

"No way! 100% is 100%. Anything below 85% is off-limits. I'm talking to you about serious matters!"

"Who exactly is this person? These things vary from person to person, and I can't say for sure unless I see them in person."

“My dad’s finance manager, who is only half a level below the CFO, started working as a junior accountant right after graduating from university. He has a rather complicated work experience and is very smart. Recently, he said he was a bit confused and took a long leave of absence, like a medical condition. You don’t know, but the timing he chose is a bit awkward. From July last year to now, several auto parts companies that our family invested in have all run into problems to varying degrees. This finance manager just happened to drop the ball at the most critical moment in my dad’s work. There is evidence that he may have intentionally taken sick leave. By the time we sort out the accounts, one or two of the parts companies might have to go bankrupt.”

"Oh... car parts?! The high-end kind with really high chip standards?"

"That's right! Huh?! How did you know? Didn't my mom contact you a few days ago?" Qi Yuewei sounded a little puzzled on the phone.

"My aunt didn't contact me; I was just guessing. A few days ago, I started watching a stock. The listed company's main business is high-tech auto parts, and its core technology is in chips. Moreover, the chairman of the chip foundry has a very close relationship with this listed company. I've spent a lot of time researching related information in my spare time."

"No wonder... Are you free to come with me to his house to visit him and see if he's really sick or just faking it? If it's not too difficult, you need to help me persuade him to get the company's key accounts sorted out as soon as possible. In a few days, the joint verification team assigned by the relevant departments will be coming to my dad's place, and the time is a real headache!"

"No problem at all, I'm always here for you! Are you a gentleman?"

"Male, 51 years old, a proper master's degree in finance, much more valuable than a typical finance PhD, and quite capable. We suspect someone is pulling strings behind the scenes, instructing him to feign illness at a crucial moment." "What does his wife do?"

"This...you've really stumped me. It seems like...you own a hotel, a chain budget hotel, the kind that's a franchise of a big brand. I don't know exactly how many you've opened in the city, and as for other part-time jobs, I know nothing."

What's the situation with your children?

"A son and a daughter. The son is older and has been married for less than two years. The daughter is younger and is studying vocal music in Beiqi. She is very beautiful and a natural-born star."

"Sounds like a happy, well-off family! I understand... So... when are you going?"

"The sooner the better, it depends on your time!"

"Let's get to his house before 6 PM. He's a man, so his pulse is relatively stable around 5 PM. Shall we meet him across the street from his apartment complex?"

"Okay! Let's meet up around 5 pm, somewhere across the street."

"Let's talk when we meet!" With that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

……

Qi Yuewei hadn't bothered to style her hair properly; she had just hastily gathered it up at the back of her head and put on a hair clip. Her hair was somewhat messy, making her look a bit travel-worn. It seemed that her family had been in a bit of a rush lately.

Bian Mu got into Qi Yuewei's car. As soon as he settled into the passenger seat, Qi Yuewei handed him a file folder.

"A copy of my recent medical examination report, see if it has any reference value."

"Hmm..." As she spoke, Bian Mu untied the rope knot and carefully flipped through the documents in chronological order...

"Weak, cunning, and somewhat afraid of his wife..." Bian Mu thought to himself for a long time. Compared with ordinary citizens, he felt that this Manager Ma in the form had a lot of life experience.

……

"Let's go! I feel like he's usually quite health-conscious, and he's had a bit too many medical checkups. Have you heard that he's rather averse to things like cancer?"

"I'm not quite sure. We don't usually have much contact with each other. Should we ask around?"

"That would be ideal. For example, whether any immediate family members have suddenly passed away in recent years from cancer or serious cardiovascular or cerebrovascular diseases. Other aspects are not considered."

"Okay! I'll arrange it right away!" With that, Qi Yuewei pushed open the car door and got off on her tiptoes to accompany Bian Mu to visit the finance manager.

……

Manager Ma was already bedridden, with only a young woman by his side. Qi Yuewei, with a forced smile, probed for a while before finally figuring out that the woman was a relative of the Ma family, a professional nurse working at a private hospital, who was there to give Manager Ma an IV drip.

Manager Ma has a long, thin face and looks unusually haggard. At first glance, he doesn't seem to be faking illness.

After asking the young female nurse to accept the gifts on his behalf, Qi Yuewei stood by the bed and exchanged a few pleasantries with Manager Ma. Not long after, with Manager Ma's permission, Bian Mu found a folding chair, sat by the bed, and took his pulse.