Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 50

Qin Jiang’s words left the villagers utterly confused.

Why was he calling Liu Changchun vain?
Liu Changchun knew Qin Jiang was the real deal—he might be able to hide his issues from others, but not from the doctor.

So, Liu Changchun had no choice but to steel himself and explain. “In our village… a man can’t admit he’s… incapable.”

As soon as he said this, the villagers caught on.

“Brother Changchun, so all that talk about staying up all night was just a lie?”

“Wait, then how did you two make so much noise? You kept the whole village awake!”

“You scoundrel, Liu Changchun! Of all things to compete in, you pick this?”

Cornered, Liu Changchun could only confess helplessly. “Li Hua and I were just putting on an act. If I didn’t, my mother would be hitting me every day.”

Hearing this, the villagers fell silent.

People in the village held traditional views.

As the saying goes, there are three ways to be unfilial, and the worst is to have no heirs.

Liu Changchun and Li Hua had been married for almost five years, but Li Hua’s belly had never shown any sign of pregnancy.

This had Liu Changchun’s mother frantic with worry. She constantly suspected Liu Changchun wasn’t “trying” hard enough and nagged him daily about wanting a grandson.

Left with no other choice, Liu Changchun resorted to this performance to “prove” the couple was diligently working on it.

The only ones who suffered were his fellow villagers.

Not only did they lose sleep, but they also genuinely believed Liu Changchun was just that incredibly virile.

Qin Jiang looked at Liu Changchun and said, “Now, tell me honestly, how many seconds can you last?”

Pfft!
Hearing this, Liu Yan, who was drinking water, couldn’t help but spit it out.

Everyone else stared at Liu Changchun with strange expressions.

Seconds?

Poor guy.

They had considered he might have problems, but they never imagined the unit of measurement had downgraded from minutes to seconds.

Liu Changchun was still embarrassed and said awkwardly, “Dr. Qin, is that really important? A second more or less probably doesn’t make much difference.”

“Of course it’s important,” Qin Jiang said seriously. “I need to know exactly how long you can last to determine the severity of your condition.”

Held back by pride, Liu Changchun still didn’t want to say.

Li Hua, standing beside him, grew anxious and punched his arm. “Do you want to get better or not! Tell Dr. Qin now! Otherwise, I’ll divorce you!”

Her voice trembled with tears, clearly showing how much she had suffered over the years.

As the villagers said, Li Hua was quite pretty for a farmer’s wife.

Liu Changchun was brawny; Li Hua was delicate and refined.

They should have been a perfect match made in heaven. Who would have thought Liu Changchun would turn out to be… incapable? It was truly a shame.

Pressed by Li Hua, Liu Changchun had no choice. Gritting his teeth, he admitted, “Eight seconds. Sometimes… ten.”

The villagers erupted in astonishment again.

The women hurried over to pat Li Hua’s shoulder, offering silent comfort.

All these years… poor Li Hua!

Since the secret was out anyway, Liu Changchun bit the bullet and asked, “Dr. Qin, can my condition really be treated?”

Qin Jiang nodded.

“It’s definitely treatable, but we need to address the root cause.”

Liu Changchun was puzzled. “The root cause? How?”

Qin Jiang began writing a prescription as he explained. “The reason you can’t last is entirely due to kidney yin deficiency. In other words, your kidneys are severely depleted.”

“Insufficient kidney qi naturally leads to impotence.”

“Have you ever blown up a balloon? Kidney qi is like your lung capacity.”

“If your kidney qi is insufficient, your ‘lung capacity’ is small, and you can’t inflate the balloon. Understand?”

Liu Changchun nodded repeatedly, indicating he understood.

“So, how do I replenish my kidney qi?”

“Two methods.” Qin Jiang held up two fingers.

“First, take the medicine I prescribe for you regularly for a while to recuperate.”

“Second, stop playing with that thing.” Qin Jiang pointed at the Glossy Ganoderma floating in the water basin.

The village chief smacked Liu Changchun hard on the head.

“You rascal! So it was you!”

“Making the whole village lose face! I’ll teach you a lesson!”

The village chief chased Liu Changchun, hitting him with his cane, while other villagers joined in, occasionally landing a kick or two.

They couldn’t help it—it was just too infuriating!
So what if you played with that thing? But throwing it in the well? What were you thinking!

You made the whole village think we’d found a treasure!

Li Hua was also furious. “Changchun, how have I ever wronged you? Why would you rather play with that than with me!”

His face already bruised and swollen from the beating, Liu Changchun looked utterly miserable.

Fortunately, Qin Jiang stepped in to explain. “You can’t blame him for this.”

“It’s not that he’s uninterested in you; he simply lacks the capability. Using a toy was just a way to relieve pressure.”

“But using a toy and being with your wife are two completely different things.”

“Indulging like this severely depletes your kidney essence, creating a vicious cycle: the more depleted you are, the more you crave it, and the more you indulge, the more depleted you become.”

Hearing Qin Jiang’s explanation, the villagers nodded thoughtfully.

No wonder they say the most powerful martial artists were those who practiced “virginity skills” preserving their essence.

When vital essence isn’t dissipated, your energy, vitality, and spirit flourish—it even shows in your eyes.

Not like young people today, who seem half-dead just from scrolling through short videos.

Liu Changchun raised his hand, his expression resolute. “Dr. Qin, I swear to heaven, I’ll never play with that thing again!”

“Please, I’m begging you, is there any way to cure me?”

Qin Jiang cleared his throat.

“No need for such dramatic vows. Like I said, your condition can be treated with my medicine to regulate your body. It’s not difficult to cure.”

“But it doesn’t work!” Liu Changchun said with a pained expression.

“I’ve seen other doctors before. I felt a little better after their treatment, but when it came time for the real thing… I still couldn’t perform.”

Hearing this, Qin Jiang understood.

So this guy also suffered from premature ejaculation!
But that made sense.

Most cases like this are largely psychological.

Lack of confidence or being too easily distracted can cause such issues.

Liu Changchun’s problem was clearly a lack of confidence.

So, Qin Jiang needed to not only prescribe medicine to strengthen his foundation but also help build his confidence.

Thinking this, Qin Jiang pointed to the QR code on the table.

“I understand your situation now. Scan to pay, the total is 5,800.”

“After you pay, I’ll prepare your medicine.”

Without hesitation, Liu Changchun immediately scanned and paid.

Ding.

[System detected host was forthright with the patient, revealing the patient’s hidden ailment and providing significant help. Task complete.]

[Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: Divine-Level Digestive Tablets!]

The system reward was received!

Qin Jiang went into the pharmacy to prepare the medicine.

A short while later, he returned with a small glass bottle of a special oil.

“Take this oil. Use just a little each time—it’s very potent.”

Liu Changchun stared blankly at the small bottle. “Dr. Qin, this amount seems too little. It won’t be enough, will it?”

Qin Jiang gave him a look, opened the cap, and let a single drop fall into a potted plant.

Everyone watched as, with a faint swish, the Lucky Bamboo on the table instantly stood straight up, each stalk rigid as iron!

The men stared, dumbfounded. The women blushed, their hearts racing.

Only one thought crossed everyone’s mind:

That poor girl Li Hua is in for a very, very rough night.