Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 2

He Qiang was eighteen years old, right in the critical final year of high school.

But recently, for some reason, he had been unable to concentrate, felt constantly lethargic, and had a poor appetite.

He GuoWu had taken He Qiang to several major hospitals, but none could find anything wrong.

As a last resort, He GuoWu thought of trying traditional Chinese medicine.

“Western medicine just treats the headache for the head and the foot for the foot, but now they can’t even find the root cause,” he mused.

“Might as well try Chinese medicine. Maybe it can identify the underlying problem.”

As He GuoWu was thinking this on his walk, he spotted the sign for Qin’s Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Well, since we’re here, it can’t hurt to go in and take a look.

The moment he stepped inside, He GuoWu felt pleased.

The clinic was a wooden courtyard house, with various unfamiliar flowers and plants growing in the yard—it felt like a hidden paradise.

Perfect. It matched exactly the kind of environment he imagined a reclusive master would live in.

“Wow, these bluestone slabs, this stone wall, this viewing corridor… you can tell they’ve been here for ages.”

“Excellent. If the clinic itself is this old, the doctor here must be very reliable.”

He GuoWu felt hopeful that his son’s condition could finally be treated.

But He Qiang was nervous, his palms sweating.

Others might not know why he was like this, but he knew all too well.

Seeing the clinic look so proper and authentically ancient, He Qiang’s feet felt like they were weighed down with lead, refusing to move.

Why couldn’t he control his own hands!

Now, if he really encountered a skilled old Chinese doctor, wouldn’t he die of embarrassment right on the spot?

The further they walked in, the more desperate He Qiang felt.

However, when they saw that the person sitting at the consultation desk was actually a young man, both their expressions instantly changed!

He GuoWu’s smile froze on his face, while He Qiang’s worry turned to joy—he was so happy he nearly jumped.

Not an old doctor! Hahaha, no public humiliation today!

Seeing their change in expression, Qin Jiang immediately saw right through their thoughts.

But maintaining his professionalism, Qin Jiang smiled and asked, “Hello, you two. Who is seeing the doctor?”

He GuoWu snapped out of it and quickly said with a smile, “Hello, Doctor. Could you please take a look at my son? He’s been feeling dizzy and nauseous lately, and just overall unwell.”

“Dizziness and nausea—any other symptoms?”

Qin Jiang asked a follow-up question as standard procedure. After all, he needed some basic understanding so his diagnosis wouldn’t seem too abrupt later.

He GuoWu thought for a moment, then added, “I feel like he’s been somewhat sensitive to cold lately. He often says he’s cold at night and wears thick clothes during the day…”

It was clear He GuoWu cared deeply about his child.

He spoke for a full ten minutes, detailing all of He Qiang’s recent unusual behaviors.

As he spoke, He GuoWu also observed Qin Jiang’s reactions.

He had initially thought Qin Jiang might just be assisting an older doctor with preliminary checks.

After hearing all this, he expected Qin Jiang to call out the actual seasoned doctor.

But instead, Qin Jiang listened intently, nodding frequently and occasionally jotting things down in a notebook.

He GuoWu’s hopes were dashed.

It seemed the doctor at this clinic really was this young guy, Qin Jiang.

Well, let’s see if what he says makes sense. If it doesn’t, we’re not wasting any money—we’ll turn around and leave!

…

“What’s this streamer doing? Just routine questions, and he needs to take notes?”

“I thought he was just doing triage, but it looks like he’s the main doctor. How bold!”

“Whoa, the streamer is frowning. Could he have actually figured something out?”

“Never fear a smiling TCM doctor; fear the one who lowers his gaze.”

“Terminal. Incurable. Next patient, please.”
“Hahaha, the person above is a genius! I’m dying of laughter!”

A string of comments scrolled through the live chat.

Most people didn’t believe someone as young as Qin Jiang could actually practice medicine.

After all, Chinese medicine wasn’t like Western medicine.

Western medicine had standard textbooks, teaching norms, and even standardized exams.

Chinese medicine, on the other hand, emphasized learning from various schools, broad experience, and hands-on mentorship.

Just reading all the classic texts of Chinese medicine would take years, let alone mastering theories like Yin-Yang, the Five Elements, and the Eight Trigrams. Some even absurdly required knowledge of feng shui.

In a nutshell:
“No beard on the chin, likely not skilled within.”
That saying applied perfectly to the field of Chinese medicine.

Qin Jiang was too young, so no one believed he had real skill. People came to his stream purely for entertainment.

…

Qin Jiang wasn’t affected by the live chat comments.

After all, this was his first consultation; he had to take it seriously.

He GuoWu explained in great detail, and Qin Jiang absorbed most of it.

To sum up: He Qiang wasn’t eating well, sleeping well, or feeling energetic.

Based solely on these external symptoms, Qin Jiang couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong.

No choice—he had to use his cheat skill.

Qin Jiang focused his energy and looked intently at He Qiang.

With that one look, He Qiang completely transformed in Qin Jiang’s vision.

Meridians, blood vessels, organs, bones…

He Qiang was now completely laid bare before Qin Jiang’s eyes, with no secrets left!

It was then that Qin Jiang realized just how incredible the skill the system had given him was!

Even though Qin Jiang had known nothing about Chinese medicine before, he could now infer exactly what He Qiang had been doing lately to harm his health based on what he saw!

[Diagnosis complete. Please select disclosure method.]

[Option 1: Save Face: Advise the patient privately without public disclosure. Reward: None.]

[Option 2: Straight Talk: Publicly reveal the patient’s condition and sternly advise on precautions. Reward: Divine-Level Pulse Diagnosis!]

Seeing the system’s reward, Qin Jiang’s eyes lit up!

Wow!

Divine-Level Pulse Diagnosis!

Obviously, he had to choose the second option!

Don’t get me wrong, everyone—it’s not about the reward. It’s just that this kid can’t be coddled, or he’ll keep making the same mistakes!

Noticing Qin Jiang’s unusual gaze and somewhat sly smile, He Qiang’s heart sank. Something felt wrong.

Could this guy have actually figured it out?

No—he had to strike first and take control!

Just as He Qiang was about to launch into his prepared excuse, Qin Jiang spoke.

“Cut down on the ‘handy work.’ It’s not good for your health.”

He Qiang: !!!
He GuoWu: ???
Live Chat: …

Assistant Director Liu Yan spat out a mouthful of water.

The room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. The atmosphere was unbearably awkward!

This young doctor… really didn’t hold back, did he?