Fang Hao still couldn’t quite accept reality. After all, he’d always thought of himself as the most handsome guy around.
He muttered quietly, “Dr. Qin, are you sure they’re not just too shy to admit it?”
“Girls are usually pretty reserved, you know? And with the live stream going on, they’re probably just embarrassed, right?”
Qin Jiang shot him a look, thinking this kid was really far gone.
Even now, he was still lying to himself.
Qin Jiang said flatly, “If you don’t believe me, I can have them keep saying it until you do.”
Fang Hao was absolutely horrified and waved his hands frantically.
“No, no—I… I believe you.”
Hearing rejection once was bad enough. If they kept hammering it in, who could possibly take that?
Qin Jiang pointed at the QR code on the table. “Scan it. Total’s 1,700.”
Fang Hao winced at the price.
He hadn’t expected a consultation to cost that much—it was way too expensive.
Still, expensive as it was, he really did want to get better.
He pulled out his phone, scanned the code, and paid. Just then, a system notification chimed in his mind.
Ding.
【Detected that the host spoke frankly to the patient, pointed out their hidden condition, and greatly assisted them. Mission complete.】
【Congratulations, host! You have received the reward: Xiaojianzhong Decoction. *
Pfft.
Hearing that name, Qin Jiang almost burst out laughing.
System, if you’re going to give me a prescription, fine—but did you have to throw in an insult too? *
“Dr. Qin? Is something wrong?”
Seeing Qin Jiang’s expression shift, Fang Hao immediately got nervous again.
He’d just drained his bank account. If there was an extra charge, he was flat broke.
Qin Jiang waved a hand. “No, nothing. Just thought of something funny.”
“Have a seat for a bit. I’ll go get your medicine.”
He went into the back room to prepare Fang Hao’s herbs.
But no sooner had he stepped inside than a noisy crowd filed into the clinic from outside.
Qin Jiang came out with the packaged herbs and saw a group of over a dozen people. At the front was a middle-aged man, with another doctor standing beside him.
The moment Qin Jiang spotted that doctor, his brow furrowed.
What was this? Some kind of challenge?
The middle-aged man stepped forward and introduced himself first.
“Dr. Qin, hello. My name is Huang Hong. I’m from the neighboring Huangjia Village.”
Qin Jiang nodded to acknowledge him.
He’d never seen a patient with this much energy before.
The guy’s voice was booming, his gait was normal—he didn’t look sick at all.
“Here for a consultation? Hang on a moment, I’ll finish up with this patient first.”
Huang Hong shook his head. “I’m not here for a checkup. I’m here to apply for a patent.”
Come again?
Qin Jiang thought he must have misheard.
“This is a Chinese medicine clinic. Why would you come here to apply for a patent?”
Huang Hong smiled and explained, “I’ve heard you’re a highly skilled doctor, Dr. Qin. I was wondering—can you cure cancer?”
Qin Jiang shook his head.
“I can only do my best to keep cancer cells under control. Completely curing it is very difficult.”
He was being honest. Being able to stop the cancer from spreading was already a major achievement.
But hearing that, Huang Hong actually perked up.
He said smugly, “That’s exactly why I’m here, Dr. Qin. I have a way to completely cure cancer.”
The moment those words left his mouth, the live stream chat exploded.
“Did I hear that right? This guy says he can cure cancer?”
“Guess why it’s called a terminal illness, buddy? And who even is this guy, coming out of nowhere with a claim like that?”
“If he really could cure cancer, doctors from all over the world would be lining up to learn from him.”
“Whoa, are we about to witness history here?”
The viewers were pumped.
They really hoped the guy was telling the truth—because that would mean cancer patients finally had hope!
As a doctor, Qin Jiang obviously wasn’t buying such nonsense.
If even the system couldn’t do that, what made Huang Hong think he could?
Was he supposed to be more powerful than the system itself?
Qin Jiang handed the Buyuan Jieyu Decoction to Fang Hao and instructed, “Take these herbs home and decoct them. Drink twice a day for one week straight.”
“If your insomnia hasn’t improved after a week, come back for a follow-up.”
Fang Hao had been struggling with insomnia every single night, so his condition was fairly severe.
If Qin Jiang could fix his sleep issues, then as spring passed, the lovesickness would naturally fade on its own.
After seeing Fang Hao off, Qin Jiang finally turned to Huang Hong.
“Have a seat. Tell me everything in detail.”
By now, Qin Jiang had learned to stay calm when dealing with people like Huang Hong.
Sure, he might look perfectly healthy on the outside—but what if the problem was psychological?
As a doctor, it was his job to treat both mind and body.
Once Huang Hong sat down, Qin Jiang asked, “So, what’s actually bothering you?”
Huang Hong said with some dissatisfaction, “Dr. Qin, I used to feel unwell, but now I’m perfectly healthy.”
“Before, I had cancer. My skin itched, my whole body ached.”
“But ever since I started eating sand, those symptoms have eased up. And now, I think I’m fully cured.”
“Today, I’m here to ask you to give me a thorough checkup. If you also find that I’m perfectly fine, then that means I’ve beaten cancer!”
Qin Jiang fell silent.
Eating sand… to beat cancer?
Are you kidding me?
He frowned and asked, “This sand you’re talking about—what kind is it? Could I take a look?”
“Sure.”
Huang Hong pulled out a water bottle and poured a little sand into his palm.
Qin Jiang looked closely. It was indeed sand—river sand, to be precise.
Mixed in were tiny shells, pebbles, and the like.
Before Qin Jiang could examine it further, Huang Hong suddenly tossed the entire handful of sand straight into his mouth and began chewing with relish.
Qin Jiang stared in disbelief.
“You… you actually eat that?”
He’d assumed Huang Hong was speaking figuratively—not that he literally ate sand!
Huang Hong said proudly, “Of course! Why would I make that up?”
“Dr. Qin, you don’t know—the sand from our village is divine sand. It can cure everything!”
The moment Qin Jiang heard “cure everything,” he was even more convinced there was pseudoscience at play.
We’re in the 21st century. Who in their right mind would claim something could cure all diseases?
That’s just ridiculous.
If there really was a cure-all, what would they even need doctors for?
