After hearing Zhao’s mother say that, the viewers in the live stream found it really hard to understand.
“Did I hear that right? She’s planning to go to college with her kid? That’s way too suffocating!”
“Are there really parents this bizarre in the real world? They only make their child study and don’t teach them anything else?”
“There actually are. There was a top science scorer in our province a while back who was exactly like that. I heard that after he got into college, he couldn’t do a single thing for himself, and he ended up taking his own life before even finishing his first semester.”
“I don’t get it, seriously. What’s the point of raising a child like that? It’s all just for the sake of exams—don’t they care about their kid’s life after that?”
“Well, you just don’t know those kinds of parents who are desperate for their children to succeed. To them, their kid is nothing more than a tool to change their future. As long as they get into a top university, that’s good enough.”
“Which do you think is harder—getting into Qinghua University, or teaching him how to peel a boiled egg?”
Gotta hand it to the viewers—they had those parents pegged perfectly. That’s exactly how Zhao’s mom and dad thought.
For them, there was only one turning point in life: the college entrance exam. So if they had to go to extreme lengths to make sure Zhao Rui got a good score, they figured it was worth it.
Realizing this couple was completely obsessed, Qin Jiang decided to stop questioning them and turned his attention to Zhao Rui instead.
“What about you? What do you think? Do you want your mom to come with you to college?”
Zhao Rui was taken aback by the question, and hesitated for a moment. It was as if he’d never even realized that was an option before.
“Can… can I not have my mom come with me?”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than his father slapped him hard on the head.
“What the hell are you thinking, boy? You trying to rebel or something?”
“If your mom doesn’t go with you, what can you even do? Can you get dressed by yourself? Can you peel an egg and feed yourself?”
“You can’t even use a phone, you don’t know how to order takeout, and you’re telling me you could survive without your mom?”
His father’s harsh words shut Zhao Rui right up. He shrank back like a startled bird, trembling all over.
His mother reached out and gently stroked his head. “Son, don’t be scared. Mommy’s not a bad person—I’m not going to interfere with your studies. I just want to go with you to take care of your daily needs. You just focus on studying and getting ready for the exam. Don’t worry about anything else—Mommy will take care of it all.”
After calming Zhao Rui down, his mother shot Qin Jiang a very displeased look.
“Dr. Qin, we came to you because people said you’re a skilled physician. But remember—you’re just a doctor. How we raise our child is our own business. I hope you won’t interfere too much.”
If anyone else had spoken to Qin Jiang like that, he would’ve told them to get lost on the spot. But with Zhao Rui, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.
Because Qin Jiang could clearly tell that Zhao Rui was already dealing with some serious psychological issues. If he gave up on treating Zhao Rui just because he was upset with the parents, it wouldn’t be long before Zhao Rui, unable to see a way out, might end up on a rooftop himself. And Qin Jiang didn’t want to see that happen.
So he shot Zhao’s mother a glance, ignored her, and said to Zhao Rui, “Zhao Rui, I need to take your pulse now. Go ahead and put your hand out.”
Zhao Rui nodded and placed his hand on the pulse pillow.
As Qin Jiang felt his pulse, he asked, “Have you been staying up late a lot recently?”
Zhao Rui’s expression flickered with panic, and he quickly shook his head.
Both parents stared hard at their son.
“Son, you know how your father is. Don’t lie.”
Hearing that, Zhao Rui could only nod fearfully. “I… I have been having trouble sleeping lately. I can’t fall asleep…”
Before he could even finish, his father landed another hard slap on his head.
Zhao Rui was terrified by the sudden blow. He covered his face and started crying.
But his father didn’t feel the least bit guilty. He pointed at Zhao Rui’s nose and yelled, “You ungrateful brat! How many times have I told you to go to bed on time? If you don’t sleep well at night, how are you supposed to have the energy to study during the day?”
“No wonder your homeroom teacher said you keep dozing off in class—I thought it was because you were too tired from studying, but it turns out you’ve just been staying up all night!”
“Tell me! Are you secretly playing around behind our backs?”
Zhao Rui sobbed, covering his face as he tried to explain, “No, I’m not! I just can’t sleep! At night, my head feels all buzzy, like there are a bunch of people whispering in my ears. I really can’t fall asleep!”
His father clearly didn’t buy it. He raised his hand, ready to strike again.
But just then, Qin Jiang had finally had enough. He stood up and grabbed the father’s wrist in a firm grip.
Qin Jiang’s hand was like a steel vise—no matter how hard the father struggled, he couldn’t break free.
Furious, the father barked at Qin Jiang, “I’m disciplining my own son—what business is it of yours? Let go of me!”
Qin Jiang said coldly, “This is my clinic. You’re hitting my patient in my clinic—so yes, it is my business.”
The father tried to say more, but Qin Jiang applied pressure to a specific acupoint on his wrist. The man’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. Then his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees in front of Qin Jiang.
Seeing this, Zhao’s mother hopped around anxiously. “Don’t hurt my husband! Let him go—let him go right now!”
She tried to lunge at Qin Jiang, but one cold glare from him was enough to freeze her in place.
Just then, Shi Mu walked in with a few staff members from the medical authority. With a serious expression, he said to the couple, “Dr. Qin’s consultations are broadcast live. Just because Zhao Rui is your son doesn’t give you the right to hit and yell at him whenever you want. Zhao Rui is no longer a child—and even if he were, you still don’t have the authority to mistreat him like this. If you keep it up, we’ll have no choice but to detain you and hand you over to the police.”
This couple only knew how to bully the weak and cower before the strong. Now that the medical authority had publicly backed Qin Jiang, they didn’t dare say another word.
Zhao’s mother quickly promised, “Okay, okay, I swear we won’t hit or scold him anymore. Dr. Qin, please let my husband go, and just focus on treating our son, alright?”
Qin Jiang didn’t want to blow things out of proportion either. He released his grip, and Zhao’s father slumped to the floor, taking a long time to catch his breath.
It was at that moment that Zou Molly pointed at Zhao Rui, who was still covering his face.
“Dr. Qin, look at him.”
Qin Jiang turned to look and noticed that Zhao Rui’s pants were wet.
Loss of bladder and bowel control?
His brows furrowed. He instantly realized that Zhao Rui’s condition was far more serious than he’d initially thought.
