Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 35

“Drink boiling water and not feel the heat?”

Hearing Gao Yang say this, Qin Jiang was also stunned.

How could such a remarkable person exist in this world?

Seeing Qin Jiang’s shocked expression, the middle-aged man looked quite pleased.

He thoroughly enjoyed people looking at him with such astonishment.

Before Qin Jiang could speak, the man proactively stepped forward and offered a handshake.

“Dr. Qin, hello, my name is Dong Han. I’ve watched your live streams and know your medical skills are exceptional. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

With this opening line, Dong Han immediately put Qin Jiang on edge.

Alright, alright, starting off with a direct challenge, is that it?

Qin Jiang didn’t shake Dong Han’s hand, as he was somewhat germaphobic.

Qin Jiang replied very calmly, “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t disappoint you.”

As he spoke, Qin Jiang motioned for Dong Han to sit down and asked him to describe his condition in detail.

Once seated, both Dong Han’s personal camera crew and the clinic’s filming team zoomed in for close-ups.

Dong Han, full of confidence, spoke eloquently.

“Actually, there’s not much to say. I just never feel the heat when drinking boiling water.”

Worried Qin Jiang might not understand, Dong Han used hand gestures to explain.

“It’s like, the hotter the water, the more flavor it has. If the temperature is too low, it just feels bland, uninteresting to drink. You get me, right?”

Qin Jiang nodded, indicating he understood.

“Master Dong, are you saying you have a special ability?”

Hearing this term from Qin Jiang, Dong Han’s smile instantly brightened, the corners of his mouth turning up so much it looked harder to suppress than Qin Jiang’s own smirk.

Qin Jiang instinctively glanced at Guo Long, who was sitting nearby.

The last person who believed he had a special ability had ended up like the ‘Leftover Egg Old Man’.

Seeing Qin Jiang silent, Dong Han mistakenly thought he wasn’t being believed.

Noticing a water dispenser nearby, Dong Han pointed at it and said,
“Ah, just like this water dispenser, I have one at home too.”

“The hot water from this dispenser feels just like ice water to me, really cold.”

Upon hearing this, Gao Yang and the others looked at Dong Han with admiration.

Dong Han beamed with pride, feeling quite triumphant.

Just then, Qin Jiang picked up a disposable paper cup, walked over to the water dispenser, personally fetched a cup of hot water, and placed it in front of Dong Han.

Qin Jiang took a thermometer from a drawer, put it in the cup, and checked the reading.

“Hmm, 75°C.”

“Master Dong, please drink this cup of water.”

75°C, while not boiling at 100°C, was still far beyond what most people could tolerate.

After all, Qin Jiang was a doctor; he didn’t dare start Dong Han off with 100°C boiling water right away.

Who would be responsible if something went wrong?

Looking at the paper cup in front of him, Dong Han was momentarily stunned.

He hadn’t expected Qin Jiang to ask for an on-the-spot demonstration.

He had assumed Qin Jiang would just take his pulse, check his tongue, give a diagnosis, and send him on his way.

Seeing Dong Han pick up the cup, Qin Jiang kindly reminded him,

“Be careful not to scald yourself.”

That brief warning, “Be careful not to scald yourself,” instantly layered on the sarcasm.

Feeling insulted, Dong Han lifted the cup to his mouth.

However, his way of drinking was different from most people’s—he didn’t down it in one go. Instead, he took a sip, paused, then another, seeming to struggle with it.

Twenty seconds later, Dong Han finally finished all the water in the cup.

He even turned the cup upside down to show not a drop remained.

“Bravo!”

Gao Yang shouted, and the reporters with him started clapping, cheering for Dong Han.

Dong Han happily waved a hand, indicating it was nothing.

Qin Jiang shot a glance at Gao Yang, unsure if he genuinely hadn’t noticed or was just stirring the pot.

Dong Han’s lips were visibly reddened from the heat, and they were still cheering?

Noticing Dong Han’s eyes were slightly watery, Qin Jiang asked, “You really don’t feel the heat?”

Qin Jiang was trying to offer Dong Han a way out.

He could already tell Dong Han was just being stubborn.

But Dong Han waved a hand dismissively.

“Didn’t feel a thing, absolutely nothing.”

“Dr. Qin, I sought you out specifically because I trust your medical skills. But like this, I’m a bit disappointed.”

“I think you might be somewhat overrated.”

Hearing this, the live stream audience was impressed.

“This guy is something else, actually challenging Dr. Qin like that.”

“Buddy, I’d advise caution. The last guy who thought he had a special ability is still sitting over there, not quite recovered.”

“Serious question, is he really not afraid of the heat?”

“No need to ask, you’ll find out soon enough whether he’s afraid or not.”

Faced with Dong Han’s taunts, Qin Jiang didn’t get angry.

So, you want to play the tough guy, huh?

Fine, I’ll play along to the end.

Gao Yang then asked, “Dr. Qin, have you figured out what’s going on with Master Dong now?”

Qin Jiang said calmly, “Not yet. After all, that cup was only 75°C.”

Gao Yang asked, puzzled, “Dr. Qin, are you saying the temperature wasn’t high enough?”

“But I noticed Master Dong’s lips seemed to tremble while he was drinking.”

Qin Jiang explained with a straight face.

“Master Dong’s mouth is accustomed to 100°C water. Suddenly drinking 75°C water would inevitably make it tremble from the cold. That’s perfectly normal.”

“Still, I admire Master Dong. Enduring such extreme cold as 75°C to finish a whole cup is truly impressive.”

Listen to that—is that even human speech?

Lips trembling from the cold?

75°C extreme cold?

The live stream audience was already clutching their stomachs from laughter.

Some sharp viewers had caught on that Qin Jiang was being sarcastic, his words dripping with irony.

But Dong Han didn’t pick up on it. Seeing Qin Jiang explain it for him, he nodded in satisfaction, his impression of Qin Jiang improving slightly.

Dong Han emphasized, “Exactly. Dr. Qin said exactly what I meant.”

“I told you before, the water from this dispenser is like ice water to me. Really cold, freezes the lips.”

Before Dong Han could finish, Qin Jiang stood up and brought out a large iron pot from the room.

Dong Han’s eyebrows shot up, his face twitching slightly.

“Dr. Qin, what are you doing?”

Qin Jiang replied casually, “The water dispenser can’t reach high enough temperatures. I’m using this iron pot to brew another cold drink for Master Dong to try.”

“Just carry on with your conversation; don’t mind me.”

Gao Yang let out an “Oh,” showing he understood.

Dong Han, however, was growing uneasy.

He looked at Qin Jiang, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Soon, the water in the iron pot was ready.

Qin Jiang first used the thermometer to check the temperature—88°C.

Then he took a thermal mug, poured the hot water into it, and handed it to Dong Han with a sincere look in his eyes.

“Although I know this temperature is still a bit low for you, Master Dong, let’s take it step by step.”

“Master Dong, please drink this.”