Practicing business and practicing medicine

Xiaohe is 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, a well-proportioned and harmonious figure, and a straight waist. At first glance, I thought he was a professional athlete!

However, classmate Xiao He, who looks like a man to a woman and has delicate features, looked too bookish, and his clear eyes lacked a bit of masculinity.

Bian Mu felt that there were some troublesome things that Xiao He had to face head-on at least once.

Of course, this may be too difficult for Xiaohe.

"He's still so young. If he doesn't desensitize himself mentally, how will he face employment, starting a family, accidents...?!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu planned to ask Xiao He to take care of the business at hand.

Xiao He coughed several times. Considering that he would attract the backlash from customers queuing up in front and behind him, he tried to suppress it, but in the end, he coughed even more violently.

"are you OK?"

"It's okay! It's a habitual reaction. It'll be fine later." Xiao He responded with a smile.

"How about we go up and admonish that person? Look! There is a warning sign over there, prohibiting smoking in public places!"

"It's not good...that man doesn't seem to be reasonable. He won't listen to us unless...we have an argument or even a fight." Xiaohe's mind is still very clear.

"We are men after all. Even if it's not for you, we still have to say a few words for that pregnant woman, right?" Bian Mu deliberately stimulated Xiao He.

Scratching his head, classmate Xiao He had a particularly embarrassed look on his face, opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.

A personality formed over more than twenty years cannot be changed overnight. However, today's opportunity is quite rare, and Bian Mu still wants to try harder.

"That man looks quite strong, but actually he doesn't have much strength. If you look at him, his face is dark, his eyebrows are thick, and the corners of his mouth are purple. At first glance, he looks like the kind of person who has no rules in his daily diet and likes to stay up late. In addition, look at him His standing posture is not like that of a man with great kung fu. He acts like a rogue in front of women. How powerful can such a person be?! Let’s go! Let’s go over and talk about him.” Bian Mu analyzed for a long time, raised his feet and walked forward. .

"Eh... what if he wants to fight with us?" Xiao He tried to persuade her with concern, and at the same time, he pulled Bian Mu's sleeves.

"A fight?! Then you must avoid it first, and then call 110 directly." Bian Mu responded calmly.

"Okay then..." Bracing his nerve, Xiao He pulled the trolley suitcase and followed Bian Mu towards the place where the dispute occurred.

The male security guard who came to resolve the dispute was a bit older. He was in his fifties and still skinny. His height was not advantageous. He was 1.7 meters tall and could not control the situation at all.

The man who smoked looked like he was in his early thirties. He had natural yellow hair and a big head. He also had a ring-shaped gold earring on the lobe of his left ear and a gold necklace around his neck. It was thin and authentic. Difficult to distinguish.

Both his left and right hands were wearing bracelets, several of different sizes.

Wearing a trendy denim outfit, he is not too afraid of the cold. He is neither civilized nor military, and he really can't figure out which line of work he can make a living in.

The more the old security guard tried to persuade the man, the more energetic he became. After smoking one stick, he lit another one. Wasn't this meant to be vindictive?

The old security guard had no intention of escalating the situation and kept trying to persuade him in a kind manner.

"Sir! Why don't you prick up your ears and listen to how many people are coughing in the hall right now! It's all because of you. Take this advice and put out your cigarette!" As he spoke, he looked at the man. Take a few steps from a standing position.

Xiaohe hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and followed.

It was obvious that Xiao He and Bian Mu were together. With their size and temperament, everyone had to weigh them.

Two against one, the man smoking was slightly stunned, and his malicious smoking rhythm obviously slowed down.

"Who are you?! You're just eating carrots and talking about worrying. Why does my smoking bother you?!" After saying that, the man deliberately took a few steps forward to meet Bian Mu.

This is provocation.

Looking at that posture, if Bian Mu dared to talk any more, the man would definitely hit someone directly.

Bian Mu didn't change his rhythm at all, and walked towards the man.

No matter how cowardly Mr. Xiao He was, he would not just watch Dr. Bian Mu suffer the immediate loss, so he took a few steps to catch up after him.

Xiaohe made up his mind. When he saw that the momentum was not right, he had to pull the two of them apart at all costs.

Bian Mu has practiced "Mind Eye", which is a martial art taught by his grandfather. According to Bian Mu's understanding, it means focusing on one's peripheral vision, hearing, skin, body, and sixth sense... Expansion training of redirected and divergent depth perception.

Without looking back, Bian Mu could clearly sense the subtle changes in Xiao He...

No more coughing, concern, anxiety, and the inability to think too much...

"The young man has a very upright character! He can be saved!" Bian Mu thought to himself.

Sudden! Bian Mu sped up and rushed towards the man...

Xiao He reacted quite quickly. Feeling that the situation had suddenly changed, he subconsciously wanted to pull Doctor Bian's arm. He was really afraid that the conflict would intensify.

In the end, it was still a few beats slow.

The man couldn't show weakness in front of everyone, so he heard a soft "bang" and the two gentlemen bumped into each other.

Bian Mu was well prepared. He used the "mountain leaning" Kung Fu, and also superimposed the "Qianjin Falling" and "Ding Feng Bo" Chuanwu Kung Fu. He stood firm, and the man felt that His right shoulder seemed to have been gored by an old cow, his face fell back, his feet were weak, and he fell straight towards the floor.

Bian Muji touched the air with his right arm and pulled it again. He exerted some hidden strength with his right hand and saw that the man had just been righted. He then staggered a few steps and slid forward a few steps before finally regaining his footing.

The lighters and cigarettes in my hands had long been thrown away.

Bian Mu stared coldly into the man's eyes and said nothing.

The man was a little discouraged. Not to mention the two young men on the other side, he couldn't deal with this one alone.

Without saying anything, the man stared at Bian Mu hatefully, turned around and walked out of the door and walked away.

"Doctor Bian! Are you okay?" Xiaohe asked quickly with concern.

"It's okay! Sometimes, if you don't fight hard, things still can't be solved in the end. Have you noticed? From the beginning to the end, you almost didn't cough again!"

Upon hearing this, classmate Xiao He suddenly realized something and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Dr. Bian, for taking such pains to desensitize me. I feel much better."

"Haha... You're welcome! You are a very upright person, and everything will turn around. If we had swapped roles just now, the effect would be even better."

"I don't have the strength you did. I will definitely be knocked to the ground. I'm afraid I will become even less courageous in the future."

"It all depends on the person! Take your time! Your performance today has been quite good! We have already shown our signs, so we can only find another hotel. Let's go! Go out for a walk." As he spoke, Bian Mu turned and walked towards the main entrance.

Classmate Xiaohe followed closely behind, feeling much more at ease.