“How did you know?”
Hao Quanyou looked at Qin Jiang as if he’d seen a ghost.
The matter of acid reflux was something only he and Zeng Guifang knew about. Hao Quanyou had never mentioned it to anyone else in the family.
Yet Qin Jiang had directly brought up the very thing that troubled him most.
Qin Jiang said calmly, “Of course I figured it out from your pulse and from what you just said. How else would I know?”
The old couple couldn’t help but exchange a glance. Could it be that this young doctor named Qin actually had some real skill?
Qin Jiang’s display of ability made the old couple involuntarily revise their opinion of him somewhat.
There was no helping it. When they were young, there was a saying that went around: “No hair on the lip, no reliability in what you do.”
This saying could equally be applied to traditional Chinese medicine.
Whether it was old TCM doctors or old military doctors, they only became more valuable with age.
Because they had seen much and had rich experience, diagnosing common illnesses was a piece of cake for them—no problem at all.
This was also the fundamental reason why the old couple had initially looked down on Qin Jiang and felt he had no real ability.
Even if you started reading medical books from the womb, you’re still only in your twenties—what experience could you possibly have?
Qin Jiang didn’t care about the old couple’s opinion of him. He continued, “Your stomach ulcer isn’t very serious, but you should stop taking effervescent tablets and various vitamin supplements from now on.”
“With your quality of life, you’re definitely getting enough nutrition every day, so there’s no need to specifically supplement vitamins.”
“As long as you can kick the habit of supplementing vitamins, your stomach ulcer will improve significantly.”
“Later I’ll prescribe you some medicine to steep in water and drink. You’ll also need to change your eating habits—from three meals a day to smaller, more frequent meals. It’d be best to prepare some healthy, light meal options.”
The moment Qin Jiang mentioned the words “light diet,” Hao Quanyou immediately perked up again.
He said to Qin Jiang, “You can rest assured on that point—I’ve always eaten a light diet.”
“Other people might not be used to eating light like this, but I’m fine with it. I ate this way even before I got sick.”
Seeing Hao Quanyou looking at him with a smug expression, as if begging to be praised, Qin Jiang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
The man was already at that age—why was he still so vain?
Qin Jiang continued, “Sir, now that your stomach ulcer issue is settled, do you feel any other discomfort in your body?”
“No.”
Hao Quanyou answered very decisively. “I actually only have stomach pain. There’s nothing wrong with any other part of my body, because I know how to take care of my health.”
The moment Hao Quanyou mentioned health maintenance, the viewers in the livestream chat immediately started laughing.
“The old man’s at it again. The moment health maintenance comes up, his eyes light up.”
“Has the old man forgotten how he got his stomach problem? Wasn’t it from all that health maintenance?”
“I don’t think this is health maintenance at all—it’s clearly health destruction.”
Qin Jiang had also figured it out—if he asked directly, he definitely wouldn’t get any useful information.
So Qin Jiang changed his approach.
“Sir, do you have any other health maintenance tips? Could you tell me in detail?”
Seeing Qin Jiang looking at him earnestly, Hao Quanyou immediately got full of himself again.
He put on airs and asked, “Young man, do you know there’s an old saying?”
“What old saying?”
“Eat the five grains, and all illnesses vanish—health and longevity.”
Qin Jiang was dumbfounded.
“Sir, are you sure that’s an old saying? Why does it feel so much like you made it up on the spot?”
Although Qin Jiang wasn’t a Chinese language major.
He could still tell whether something sounded ancient or not.
After all, the TCM classics he usually read were written in classical Chinese—of course Qin Jiang could tell whether something was an old saying.
Hao Quanyou glared at Qin Jiang.
“Why are you asking so many questions? I say it’s an old saying, so it’s an old saying.”
Qin Jiang quickly waved his hand to indicate it was his fault for talking too much, and let Hao Quanyou continue.
Hao Quanyou said, “Do you know about five-grain powder?”
Qin Jiang nodded.
“I’ve heard of it.”
“This is great stuff. I bought a lot of it online to eat. I think it’s suitable not only for us elderly people but also for you young people.”
As he spoke, Hao Quanyou pulled out another bag of five-grain powder from his pocket and insisted on recommending it to Qin Jiang to try.
Qin Jiang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Was this old man’s pocket a treasure chest? How did it seem like he could pull any treasure out of it?
“Sir, I really don’t need it. I make my own breakfast every morning—it’s very healthy.”
Hao Quanyou was displeased.
“However healthy it is, can it be healthier than my five-grain powder?”
“People need to eat five grains to live. Besides, this stuff is really convenient—you just mix it with water and you can eat it directly.”
Qin Jiang didn’t respond. Instead, he pulled out a blood glucose meter and said to Hao Quanyou, “Come on, sir, let’s check your blood sugar.”
Hao Quanyou looked confused.
“What are you checking my blood sugar for all of a sudden?”
“Because you love eating this five-grain powder.”
Qin Jiang explained patiently, “The reason whole grains are good for your body is that they’re rich in dietary fiber.”
“But once you grind them all into powder, where’s the dietary fiber?”
“More importantly, if you eat this as breakfast, it’ll make your blood sugar spike very quickly. Over time, it’ll turn into high blood sugar.”
Hao Quanyou was stunned.
He felt that Qin Jiang seemed to make more sense, but he didn’t want to admit he was wrong right now.
Hao Quanyou said a bit guiltily, “Is what you’re saying… scientific?”
Qin Jiang smiled. “Whether it’s scientific or not, won’t you know once we check your blood sugar? Come on, put your finger up here.”
Although Hao Quanyou was very reluctant, he still cooperated with Qin Jiang to check his blood sugar, just to prove he wasn’t wrong.
Soon, the blood glucose meter reading came out.
When he saw the number, Qin Jiang couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Sir, you really didn’t disappoint me.”
Hao Quanyou quickly asked, “How is it? My blood sugar’s normal, right?”
Qin Jiang said, “A normal person’s blood sugar level is 4 to 9. You, on the other hand—your blood sugar shot straight up to 27. That’s three times a normal person’s blood sugar level.”
“Huh?”
Hao Quanyou was completely dumbfounded.
That shouldn’t be possible.
He took such good care of his health—how could something like this happen?
Zeng Guifang also glared at Hao Quanyou and said with exasperation, “I told you long ago that eating properly is better than anything. But no, you just love messing around with all your ridiculous health fads.”
“Now look—you’ve really taken care of your health, haven’t you!”
Hao Quanyou felt a bit awkward and didn’t know what to say.
Just then, Qin Jiang suddenly noticed an abnormal data point on the examination report.
He immediately furrowed his brows and asked, “Sir, have you had any problems going to the bathroom recently?”
The moment Qin Jiang asked this, Hao Quanyou immediately became nervous.
