Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 3

“Huh?”

Qin Jiang’s words left everyone stunned.

He GuoWu laughed awkwardly. “Doctor, what you said… what does that mean? I don’t quite understand.”

Seeing the father didn’t get it, Qin Jiang rephrased: “You know, that thing. Get it?”

He Qiang was utterly mortified, his eyes vacant as he shook his head subconsciously.

Stop asking, please stop asking!
This is so embarrassing!

The live chat viewers were in hysterics.

“Hahaha, this streamer is too much! I can’t hold it in anymore! I’m dying of laughter!”

“Are you a hater or what?”

“Consider this an online warning!”

Qin Jiang’s explanation made for explosive entertainment in the live stream.

And the father, He GuoWu, was about to explode right along with it.

He GuoWu placed a hand on He Qiang’s shoulder. He Qiang shuddered, nearly falling off his chair.

“No, Dad… it’s not what you think…”

He Qiang tried to defend himself weakly, but no one believed him at this point.

Not with those dark circles under his eyes.

He Qiang was on the verge of a breakdown.

He stubbornly insisted, “How… how can you slander me like that out of nowhere! I never…”

“Never?”

“Never what, never stopped?”

“Young man, even God rested on the seventh day after creating the world. But you? Seven days a week, no breaks! If you don’t have problems, who will?”

Before He Qiang could even finish his prepared excuse, Qin Jiang had already delivered a brutal blow!

Qin Jiang had awakened the Blunt Chinese Doctor System!

Only by being blunt could he help patients recover their health sooner!
Only by being blunt could Qin Jiang earn generous system rewards!

Looking at He Qiang’s utterly defeated expression, Qin Jiang’s eyes were full of pity.

Don’t blame me for being harsh.

I’m doing this for your own good!

The live chat erupted once again.

“Wow, from what the streamer said, does this guy ‘reward himself’ every single day?”

“Incredible! The fact that he’s still alive is a testament to his unique constitution!”

“Quick, look! That kid’s about to get beaten!”

Before He Qiang could recover from the sheer embarrassment, He GuoWu had already pulled out his belt and given He Qiang a “complete childhood.”

Assistant Director Liu Yan looked worried.

“Doctor Qin, aren’t you going to stop them?”

Qin Jiang nodded and quickly advised, “Sir, when you hit him, be careful not to hit his face. There are too many nerves and blood vessels there—it’s easy to cause real damage.”

“Yes, aim for his butt. Put some force into it. Spare the rod, spoil the child, as they say.”

Liu Yan: …

I asked you to break it up, not to offer guidance!

As the clinic staged a touching father-son moment, the live stream was also buzzing with excitement.

“Did you notice? The streamer just gave a diagnosis without even checking his pulse.”

“Whoa, you’re right! Are these two actors the streamer hired?”

“There’s no way someone could tell what that kid’s been doing just by looking! Chinese medicine isn’t magic!”

“Reporting this! Actors! Rigged!”

Watching the comments calling for reports, a young woman in a white lab coat decisively turned off the chat.

The four diagnostic methods of Chinese medicine are observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking. Pulse-taking is the last step.

A truly skilled TCM doctor can understand about 70-80% of a patient’s condition through observation alone, let alone after Qin Jiang’s detailed questioning of He GuoWu.

“This guy is pretty impressive,” the young woman thought.

Through the stream, she had also quickly judged that He Qiang’s issues were likely due to overindulgence, but she couldn’t pinpoint the exact behavior like Qin Jiang did.

From He Qiang’s horrified reaction, it seemed Qin Jiang had hit the nail on the head.

Which meant this young man’s observational skills were even better than hers!

The young woman nodded in satisfaction. “Not all men studying Chinese medicine are useless. There are some skilled ones.”

“But observation alone can’t identify the root cause. I wonder how his pulse diagnosis is?”

“Hmm, I need to find out where he is. If necessary, I should pay him a visit and test him myself.”

By now, she was feeling competitive.

Earlier, she hadn’t thought much of Qin Jiang because he was young and likely inexperienced.

But now she was interested in him precisely because he was young!

To have such exceptional observational skills at his age… Could it be that he, like her, had an extraordinary medical heritage?

If his character is decent, he might even qualify to be my husband…

As she mused, she couldn’t help but smile.

If anyone in the clinic had seen this, they would’ve thought they were seeing things!

After all, this young woman was the eldest daughter of the Sun Family Clinic, a role model for young TCM practitioners in the capital—Sun Lingzhi!

Sun Lingzhi came from a profound medical lineage and had immense talent. She had once declared that any man who wanted to be her husband must surpass her in Chinese medicine!

She often ruthlessly criticized her fellow apprentices at the clinic.

For this usually strict “female tyrant” to be grinning foolishly at a screen…

Was spring in the air?

Weird. This was just too weird!

…

“Alright, alright, that’s enough. If you keep going, I’ll have to prescribe him extra medicine.”

Hearing Qin Jiang speak up, He GuoWu finally stopped, sparing He Qiang’s life for now.

Yes, for now.

After all, He Qiang’s… activities could affect future generations. This was about the He family line! It couldn’t be taken lightly!

“Doctor, please take a closer look. See if this brat is hiding anything else from me! Money is no object!”

He GuoWu slapped a gold necklace on the table, showing his determination!

Ding!

[Host has chosen the second disclosure method: Straight Talk!]

[Detected that the host spoke bluntly in front of the patient’s father, revealing the patient’s private condition and greatly helping the patient. Task complete.]

[Congratulations, host! Reward: Divine-Level Pulse Diagnosis!]

Excellent, excellent. I really am a good person!

Feeling the system’s approval, Qin Jiang was brimming with confidence.

That’s right—I’m a straightforward Chinese doctor. Being blunt is for the patient’s own good!

Qin Jiang felt like he was practically glowing.

He looked at He Qiang with the kind benevolent gaze of an elder looking at a child.

“Come here, young man. Let me check your pulse.”

Seeing Qin Jiang smile at him, the bruised He Qiang felt a chill down his spine.

That earlier bit was probably just a lucky guess, right? Because of my dark circles.

This time, I need to keep my cool. No way I’ll let him scare me!

Yeah, he’s so young—he can’t possibly be that skilled. I just need to stay calm!

After psyching himself up, He Qiang placed his hand on the consultation table as if walking to the execution ground.

The moment Qin Jiang started taking his pulse, He Qiang grew nervous.

“Do you smoke?”

Qin Jiang’s question made He Qiang’s face instantly pale.