Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 26

In the live stream, the top donor had already started sending gifts.

“Logically, we’re just watching a medical consultation, so why does it feel like I’m watching a movie?”

“This is terrifying. In front of a seasoned TCM doctor, you really have no privacy at all!”

“Is this the price you pay for seeing a miracle-working doctor? Brutal, just brutal!”

Even though Liao Fei looked miserable, Qin Jiang stuck to his principle of being straightforward and elaborated in detail on the drawbacks of weighted squats.

By now, Liao Fei felt completely defeated.

Whatever. I’m tired.

As long as my condition gets cured, that’s all that matters.

A minute later, Qin Jiang finally finished explaining all the precautions and pointed to the QR code on the table.

“Just scan another six hundred.”

Liao Fei quickly scanned the code and paid the six hundred, then showed a relieved expression.

I’ve already paid. Surely this is over now.

Ding!
[System detected that the host was straightforward with the patient, revealing the patient’s underlying condition, and greatly helped the patient. Task complete.]
[Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: Bloodletting Technique.]

Seeing the system’s reward, Qin Jiang was momentarily stunned.

He hadn’t expected the reward to be the Bloodletting Technique.

Bloodletting was indeed a very common therapy, used not only in Traditional Chinese Medicine but also in Western medicine.

Especially for knocks and falls, bloodletting could be very effective.

For example, after someone bumps into something or falls, they often get bruises internally.

In TCM, these bruises are considered ‘pathogenic blood’ – bad blood, necrotic blood.

From a Western medicine perspective, you could just leave these bruises alone; once the surrounding capillaries repair themselves, they’ll clear away the stagnant blood.

But if TCM treats it, they might directly use bloodletting.

After all, the longer this bad blood stays in the body, the greater the potential damage.

Qin Jiang picked up a small knife and a disposable paper cup, pulled up a stool, and sat down in front of Liao Fei.

Seeing the knife in Qin Jiang’s hand, Liao Fei immediately panicked.

“Dr. Qin, does my condition require surgery?”

Just moments ago, when treating his “dragon bone,” Qin Jiang hadn’t used a knife.

Qin Jiang handed the disposable paper cup to Liu Fang.

“I’m going to perform bloodletting for him. Hold this cup ready to catch the blood. Try not to spill any; I don’t want it getting everywhere, I’d have to clean it up.”

Qin Jiang said this very calmly, but to others, it sounded almost like he was preparing to slaughter a New Year’s pig.

Following Qin Jiang’s instructions, Liu Fang squat down nearby, holding the paper cup.

Then, Qin Jiang swiftly poked forward with the small knife and retracted it just as quickly.

Liao Fei had braced for pain, but Qin Jiang’s move was so fast he didn’t even realize it was over until it was.

A small incision appeared on his knee, and dark blood slowly began to seep out.

Fans in the live stream were amazed by Qin Jiang’s skill.

“Dr. Qin’s knife technique is impressive. Looks very professional.”
“Whoa, I blinked and the bloodletting was over?”
“Even the guy’s body didn’t react immediately; it took a full two seconds for the blood to start flowing.”
“With that speed and Dr. Qin’s professional knowledge, is it possible he’s a legendary assassin hiding in the city?”

Watching the dark blood flow steadily from his knee, Liao Fei wasn’t scared but instead felt a sense of relief.

It was as if he instinctively knew that what was being drained out was harmful.

Soon, the disposable cup was about half full, and the flow of dark blood from the wound gradually stopped.

Liao Fei smiled and asked, “Dr. Qin, is my knee cured now?”

Qin Jiang fetched a few more disposable paper cups from the table and placed them nearby.

“It’s not that simple. To completely cure your knee condition, we need to drain all the stagnant blood from your body.”

Qin Jiang first handed Liao Fei a cup of warm water, then dropped a pill into it.

The pill dissolved instantly upon contact with the water, turning it a reddish-brown color.

“Drink this, all of it.”

Liao Fei nodded and dutifully drank the water.

Just then, Qin Jiang peeled off the dubious medicated plaster from Liao Fei’s knee and tossed it directly into the trash.

Once the plaster was removed, the area underneath appeared pale, white, and swollen.

It looked like skin that had been soaked in water for too long.

This time, Qin Jiang didn’t immediately use the knife for bloodletting. Instead, he scraped the surface of the knee with the blade, and it seemed to catch on something.

Before Liao Fei could react, Qin Jiang twisted his wrist and flicked out a silver needle directly from Liao Fei’s knee!

Seeing this needle, Liao Fei was utterly stunned.

“Wh-where did this needle come from?”

Liao Fei never imagined there could be silver needles hidden under the medicated plaster.

Qin Jiang explained calmly, “This was left by the old TCM doctor who treated you before.”

“He originally intended to use acupuncture to continuously stimulate the points around your knee, speeding up blood flow to help reduce the inflammation faster.”

“While this treatment method isn’t bad, it only addresses the symptoms, not the root cause. Moreover, he left these needles in your body without removing them, which is why your knee has been persistently sore.”

Only then did Liao Fei remember that the old doctor had told him to return for follow-ups.

But he had forgotten because of the whole “dragon bone” issue.

After extracting four silver needles, each as long as an index finger, and dropping them into a tray, Liao Fei couldn’t help but gasp.

No wonder my knee hurt every time I went up or down stairs or went for a run.
With four needles this long stuck in my knee, of course it would hurt!

After removing all the silver needles from Liao Fei’s body, Qin Jiang picked up the small knife and slowly made an incision on Liao Fei’s knee.

This time, what flowed from the wound wasn’t dark stagnant blood, but yellow pus and blood!

Watching the creamy pus flow out from his knee, both Liao Fei and Liu Fang turned pale.

No wonder Qin Jiang said his knee would become necrotic if left untreated. It was already pus-filled, which looked terrifying.

Liu Fang collected a full three cups of this pus and blood. Liao Fei lost so much blood his face turned pale.

Qin Jiang casually tossed the scalpel into a nearby trash bin, then used gauze to bandage Liao Fei’s wound.

“Alright, remember what I told you earlier. Don’t shower for the next few days, and avoid strenuous exercise. Rest for about a week, and the injury should heal.”

Liao Fei and Liu Fang hurriedly thanked Qin Jiang and left the clinic, supporting each other.

Right after they left, before Qin Jiang could even sit down to catch his breath, a family of three approached, coughing.

“Doctor, please take a look at my daughter. What’s wrong with her?”

Qin Jiang focused his gaze. The girl in the middle had a flushed red complexion and was having difficulty breathing.