As soon as Qin Jiang said that, Huang Hong’s expression shifted, and even Ma Tian, who was standing off to the side, furrowed his brow.
Huang Hong quickly shot back, “Of course it’s lipomas now—but back then, it was definitely lymphoma. Dr. Ma examined me himself.”
“The only reason I have lipomas now is because the sand cured me. It’s all thanks to the sand!”
Qin Jiang was starting to get annoyed. Was Huang Hong just going to keep harping on about that sand?
He explained patiently, “Lymphoma can’t be diagnosed through palpation alone, but lipomas can.”
“Besides, the symptoms you described earlier are also very consistent with lipomas.”
“These days, because of work and lifestyle habits, the belly is where most people tend to gain weight—fat builds up there easily.”
“And when a lot of fat accumulates, lipomas can form. Finding a ring of them when you feel around is actually pretty common. What’s more, lipomas can shrink—once your body fat percentage drops, they naturally decrease as well.”
Hearing this, viewers in the livestream chat couldn’t help but reach for their own bellies.
“I actually do feel a bunch of bumpy little lumps around my belly—are those lipomas?”
“Whoa, I never knew those were lipomas. I’ve got two thumb-sized bumps on each thigh—I always thought they were something scary.”
“Don’t panic, everyone. These superficial lipomas are benign. The chance of them turning cancerous is extremely low. Just watch your diet and exercise more.”
“I saw a video online of someone getting lipomas suctioned out—it was super satisfying, perfect to watch while eating.”
But Qin Jiang’s professional diagnosis didn’t convince Huang Hong.
After all, if what Qin Jiang said was true, that meant their village’s grand plan to get rich was dead before it even started.
Huang Hong still wanted to argue. He turned to Ma Tian, who was standing nearby.
“Dr. Ma, tell him—wasn’t it lymphoma that I had back then?!”
Ma Tian was already a bit of a quack to begin with—his medical skills were pretty mediocre.
And now that Qin Jiang had the actual test results in hand, there was no way he was going to insist on his original diagnosis.
Besides, the people from the Medical Affairs Department were right outside.
If he ran his mouth carelessly and got his medical license revoked, what then?
With that thought, Ma Tian stammered, “I… I don’t really know either.”
“When you came to see me, I only said it could possibly be lymphoma. I never expected you’d go off and start eating sand.”
“And from a scientific standpoint, the sand you ate doesn’t do your body any good—let alone have any effect on cancer cells.”
The moment those words left Ma Tian’s mouth, the villagers of Huangjia Village erupted in an uproar.
You knew that and didn’t say anything sooner?
They’d all watched Huang Hong eat sand and get more energetic, and ended up following suit themselves.
Now they all looked like a bunch of clowns!
Huang Hong gritted his teeth. “Then what about the red and purple patches on my body? That wasn’t something I faked, was it?”
“That had to be cancer spreading—why else would my body react like that?!”
Qin Jiang said calmly, “Those red and purple patches you mentioned—were they mostly on your hands and feet?”
Huang Hong nodded earnestly.
“Yeah, that’s right. It wasn’t just Dr. Ma—lots of people in the village saw it.”
“They were so painful and itchy. But after I started eating the sand, it got much better. Now there’s not a single patch left—how is that not thanks to the sand?”
Qin Jiang took a sip of tea, then said flatly, “Let me ask you something—is it possible that the redness and purpleness on your hands and feet was actually just chilblains?”
“And the reason they healed isn’t because the sand did anything, but because the weather has warmed up, so your chilblains naturally went away on their own?”
As soon as Qin Jiang said that, the villagers finally snapped out of it.
“Now that you mention it, yeah—it really does sound like chilblains.”
“Right. We just kept listening to Old Huang San going on about cancer spreading, so we never thought about it any other way. But now that I think about it, it really was just chilblains.”
“It was pretty cold this winter. My son got chilblains too, and we spent a lot of money treating them.”
Anyone who’s ever had chilblains knows they turn red and purple, and they itch like crazy while hurting like heck.
Huang Hong had just never gotten them before, so when they suddenly appeared, he immediately jumped to the conclusion that his cancer was spreading.
Seeing Huang Hong stay silent, still not fully convinced, Qin Jiang continued.
“Let me share a basic medical fact with you—when cancer metastasizes, it usually spreads to the internal organs and bones. It doesn’t just show up on your hands or feet. And it certainly doesn’t cause the kind of purple-red discoloration you described.”
“So even if what you had wasn’t chilblains, it still wouldn’t have been cancer spreading. Do you understand?”
Huang Hong asked quietly, “Then what about the dizziness and nausea? What was that about?”
Qin Jiang replied, “That’s even simpler. Honestly, even if it weren’t you, just about anyone feels off for a few days out of the month, right?”
“There are plenty of reasons for dizziness and nausea—poor sleep, motion sickness, allergies to certain foods or smells, intense exercise—any of those could cause those symptoms.”
At that point, Huang Hong had nothing left to say.
He looked over at Ma Tian again.
Ma Tian gave him a nod.
“According to Dr. Qin, yes—this was indeed a misdiagnosis.”
“But to be fair, it’s not entirely my fault. I did tell you to go to a bigger hospital for a more thorough checkup.”
Huang Hong was furious.
Ma Tian had been the village doctor for over a decade. He’d treated every minor or major ailment in the village, so everyone trusted him implicitly and believed he was highly skilled.
Otherwise, Huang Hong wouldn’t have taken his words at face value and convinced himself he had cancer.
And now Ma Tian was telling him it was all a misdiagnosis? Did that mean all those years of eating sand had been for nothing?
With that thought, Huang Hong quickly turned to Qin Jiang. “Dr. Qin, since you just gave me a full checkup, is there anything else wrong with me?”
Huang Hong was surprisingly pragmatic.
Since the tests were already done, he might as well get the full picture.
If there was something else wrong, he could still get treated in time.
Qin Jiang glanced at the report and said casually, “Nothing too serious, but it looks like your stomach might have some issues.”
“Have you been feeling stomach pain lately, and do you find you have no appetite for greasy or meaty foods—just craving light things like leafy greens?”
Huang Hong nodded eagerly.
“Yes, exactly, Dr. Qin! Lately, my appetite hasn’t been great, and every time mealtime rolls around, my stomach really acts up if I don’t eat something.”
