Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 42

That roundhouse kick from the old man left everyone present utterly stunned.

This was a genuine, bona fide iron pillar!

And he just kicked it like that?

The live stream audience was also completely dumbfounded.

“This old man has some real skill! No wonder he has over a hundred thousand followers. I’m impressed.”

“Any knowledgeable folks out there who can explain? Is the old man for real?”

“I study Sanda. All I can say is, the old man is seriously hardcore.”

“Oh my god, the sound of that kick was so sharp and clear. Is the old man the legendary Iron Man?”

“Iron Crutch Li: I used to play like that before I got my leg.”

It wasn’t just the audience who thought the old man was hardcore; even Qin Jiang thought this old man was insanely tough!

This was literally bone hitting metal head-on!

“Mister, are you sure that doesn’t hurt?” Liu Yan asked in shock from the side.

The old man smirked disdainfully.

“As a martial arts master who has practiced Iron Leg skills for over forty years, how could I possibly feel pain?”

“Honestly, I need to kick like this a few times every day to feel happy.”

“I don’t feel pain. I’m enjoying the thrill of the kick.”

The old man’s words were just too arrogant.

Feeling a thrill from kicking an iron pillar like that?

Mister, are you maybe into some niche subcultures? Playing that wild at your age?

Seeing the old man calm and composed, indeed not looking like he was in pain, Liu Yan couldn’t help but ask, “Mister, do you also have special powers?”

Her words once again struck a nerve with the old man.

He raised an eyebrow sharply.

“What do you mean by that? You can say my kung fu is poor, but you cannot call it ‘special powers’! That’s an insult to me!”

Just as Liu Yan was about to explain, the old man suddenly launched into a ‘Lightning Triple Whip’ sequence.

Hei! Hu! Ha!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The old man delivered three powerful consecutive roundhouse kicks, making the iron pillar clang loudly.

Anyone who didn’t know better might think the clinic had hidden a temple inside and it was time for the meal bell.

Liu Yan was also quite frightened, not expecting the old man’s temper to be so fiery, demonstrating his skills on command.

The old lady stood to the side, immensely proud and pleased, puffing out her chest like a proud little peacock.

See? This is my husband, the Number One Iron Leg of Jincheng!

After the three kicks, the old man didn’t fully lower his right leg. Instead, he kept his heel off the ground, standing on the ball of his foot.

Qin Jiang immediately saw something was wrong.

“Mister, you can’t even put your leg down properly, and you still say it doesn’t hurt?”

The old man snorted coldly. “What do you know? This is the preparatory stance for the whip kick.”

“I’ve shifted my body’s center of gravity to my left leg now. Keeping the right leg off the ground allows me to kick faster, catching the opponent off guard, swift as lightning!”

“Didn’t I just demonstrate it? What, wasn’t it fast enough?”

Qin Jiang gave the old man a thumbs-up.

Incredible!

He could even explain that away. He probably believed his own tall tales by now.

Qin Jiang pressed on. “Then, Mister, why are you sweating on your forehead, and why is your face so red?”

The old man remained perfectly composed.

“That’s because I just used thirty percent of my power. It requires some exertion, hence the reaction.”

“Then Mister, why is your leg swollen?”

“Nonsense! I’ve channeled my qi to that area for protection! It’s not swollen! Do you even know how to speak, kid?”

At this point, Qin Jiang understood the situation completely.

The old lady spoke up beside them. “Young doctor, what exactly is wrong with my husband?”

Qin Jiang replied calmly, “Oh, same as those previous folks with ‘special powers’. Stubbornness.”

The old man wasn’t having it and wanted to demonstrate again.

Qin Jiang said directly, “Mister, if you don’t want your leg to be permanently damaged, you’d better not kick anything else.”

“Have you been feeling intense pain in your leg recently, even to the point where your lower back has started hurting too?”

“Trouble sleeping at night, tossing and turning, right?”

The old lady nodded repeatedly.

“Yes, yes, yes! He tosses and turns all night lately, I don’t know what he’s doing. It keeps me up too.”

Qin Jiang continued, “And does the pain get worse on rainy days? Or after eating things like seafood, or drinking certain broths?”

The old lady clapped her hands.

“Oh! Young doctor, now that you mention it, he used to love the soups I made, but now he won’t touch them.”

Qin Jiang nodded.

“And these aren’t even the most troublesome parts. The most troublesome thing is frequent trips to the bathroom at night, constantly feeling the urge to urinate, but when you get to the toilet, hardly anything comes out. Am I right?”

This time, it wasn’t just the old lady; even the old man looked at Qin Jiang with utter disbelief.

Amazing!

How did this kid figure that out!

Qin Jiang spoke very matter-of-factly, “Your leg is actually broken from years of kicking iron pillars, and it’s inflamed now. In Traditional Chinese Medicine terms, it has formed a chronic injury.”

“Most people would have gone to the hospital for check-ups and treatment long ago, but you haven’t, have you?”

The old man snorted, still stubborn.

“Young man, don’t think I’m just researching martial arts now. Actually, I started studying medicine in my teens.”

“Bone injuries, external injuries, internal injuries… I’m proficient in them all.”

“My medical knowledge is self-taught, synthesizing the best of folk remedies. Don’t worry about me getting injured. I’m not sick at all. It’s this old woman who thinks I’m sick and dragged me here to see a doctor.”

What does ‘King of Stubbornness’ look like?

This is it!

The old man’s leg was already turning purple, and he was still there holding forth about how he was proficient in TCM and couldn’t possibly be injured.

Qin Jiang couldn’t be bothered with arguing. He directly brought over a stool and said to the old man, “Since you claim your leg is an iron leg and can’t feel pain, how about this: let me give you a massage to stimulate the circulation. Let’s see if it’s really true?”

The old man snorted coldly, walked over, and sat down heavily.

“Like I’m afraid of you?”

“Go ahead, press wherever you want. If I make a single sound of pain, I lose!”

Qin Jiang nodded.

Excellent. He liked stubborn old men like this.

Qin Jiang lifted the old man’s leg with his left hand and placed it on his own thigh.

Then, he pressed one hand down on the swollen, purple area.

The old man visibly jolted, his eyes instantly widening sharply.

But a stubborn old man is still a stubborn old man.

Even in this much pain, the old man just endured it fiercely, not uttering a sound.

“Mister, does it hurt?”

The old man shook his head.

Qin Jiang increased the pressure, using some massage techniques.

The old man’s facial expression changed immediately, donning a ‘mask of agony’.

“Mister, does it hurt?”

The old man still stubbornly shook his head, though tears had already started streaming down his face.

The old lady standing nearby couldn’t bear to watch anymore, her heart aching for him.

“If it hurts, just tell the young doctor the truth! What are you holding it in for?”

The old man glared at his wife angrily, feeling she was looking down on him.

Right at that moment, Qin Jiang stopped holding back. He directly pressed his thumbs into specific acupoints.

“AAAHHH!”

The old man could no longer hold back. He let out a piercing, miserable scream!

“Stop pressing! Let go!”

“It’s broken, it’s broken!”

“It hurts! It hurts! Let go, you beast!”

The old man’s scream was enough to sadden any who heard it and bring tears to listeners’ eyes.

Qin Jiang remarked quietly, “Mister, you can really endure pain.”