Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 55

Seeing Qin Jiang actually slap Liu Jinhai right across the face, the netizens in the live stream burst out laughing.

“Dr. Qin never disappoints, as expected.”
“That slap from Dr. Qin instantly cleared the confusion right out of that guy’s eyes.”
“There’s an old saying in China: ‘The wise man adapts himself to circumstances.'”
“Dr. Qin employed physical therapy – and it’s super effective!”

Not only were the netizens surprised by this turn of events, but even Liu Jinhai’s family hadn’t expected it.

The key point was, this method actually worked!

Feeling like his face was probably swollen from the slap, Liu Jinhai didn’t dare bare his teeth at Qin Jiang anymore.

“Calmed down now?” Qin Jiang asked.
Liu Jinhai nodded obediently.
“Good. Now open your mouth, let me check your tongue coating.”

Liu Jinhai dutifully opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

“Your tongue coating is thin, yellow, and dry. There are also cracks on the tongue. This indicates extreme internal heat, severe depletion of body fluids, and intense heat in the organs.”

The Liu family looked utterly confused.
“Dr. Qin, what does that mean?” they asked.

Qin Jiang said calmly, “It means the deficient fire in his body is too strong. Has he been eating a lot of heat-inducing foods recently?”

Old Mrs. Liu nodded repeatedly.
“Yes, that’s right! He’s been eating hot pot, repeatedly, for quite a long time now.”

Qin Jiang shook his head.
“It shouldn’t be just the hot pot. Hot pot alone wouldn’t cause deficient fire this severe.”
“Come on, untie him. I need to check his pulse.”

The Liu family hesitated.
“Dr. Qin, he’s a bit out of his mind. We’re afraid if we untie him, he might just run away.”

Clang!

Qin Jiang pulled a wrench from his drawer and tossed it onto the table.
“No problem. I can use physical therapy to help calm him down.”

The Liu family fell silent, staring at the wrench on the table.
This Dr. Qin… doesn’t seem quite legitimate, does he?

The live stream viewers were in hysterics.
“Hey there, handsome, I heard you’re quite the tough guy, prone to fits.”
“LMAO, who goes to a doctor’s appointment without wearing a helmet?”
“Me, a doctor, carrying a wrench around with me. Perfectly reasonable, right?”
“Dr. Qin brandishes a wrench to intimidate the patient – it’s super effective!”
“Dr. Qin’s methods are getting more and more unorthodox. I like him more and more!”

The Liu family was starting to have regrets.
If they had known better, they would have just taken Liu Jinhai to a major hospital instead of listening to that recommendation. The man sitting across from them felt less like a doctor and more like a mob boss.

“What are you standing around for? Untie him,” Qin Jiang said.

Hearing this, the Liu family had no choice but to untie Liu Jinhai.

Liu Jinhai, understanding the situation perfectly, glanced at the wrench on the table and cooperated meekly with Qin Jiang’s examination.

Qin Jiang placed his fingers on Liu Jinhai’s wrist, carefully feeling his pulse.
“Your pulse… it’s very unusual,” Qin Jiang said.

At these words, Liu Jinhai’s heart leaped into his throat.
“Dr. Qin, take a closer look. I’m really not sick.”
“I go for a morning run every day. In the evenings, I even go to the park and use the parallel bars with the grandpas there. I haven’t been to a hospital in years; I don’t even catch colds.”
“Okay, I admit I’ve been really into hot pot lately, but is it a crime to like a particular food?”

Qin Jiang shot Liu Jinhai a look.
Why was this guy as chatty as Di Renjie?
“Are you the doctor, or am I the doctor?” Qin Jiang asked.
Liu Jinhai was stumped.
“You are.”
“Then that settles it. Just answer my questions. No need for any extra commentary.”

Qin Jiang focused on Liu Jinhai’s pulse again for a moment, then asked,
“Are you married?”
Liu Jinhai shook his head.
“No.”
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
Liu Jinhai shook his head again.
“No, I don’t.”

His uncle, Liu Wu, couldn’t stand it any longer and chimed in, “Marry? Him? He’s never home! No girl would even look twice at him!”

Old Mrs. Liu nodded in agreement.
“Yes, I’ve set him up on several blind dates. He either says they’re too ugly or not gentle enough. He should take a good look at himself in the mirror!”

The critical hits from family always come so unexpectedly.

Liu Jinhai’s face flushed bright red, clearly embarrassed by his family’s remarks.
“What’s wrong with not having a girlfriend? I’m still alive and well, aren’t I?”
“DINK lifestyles are trendy now. Your old-fashioned ideas are totally outdated!”

Qin Jiang glanced at Liu Jinhai and said,
“That doesn’t add up. Since you’re not married and don’t have a girlfriend, why is your primordial yang severely depleted?”

The Liu family looked baffled. Liu Jinhai didn’t quite understand what ‘primordial yang severely depleted’ meant either, but it didn’t sound good.

Qin Jiang continued his questioning, “What were you doing the night before last?”
“Huh?” Liu Jinhai was caught off guard by the question. “What does that have to do with my condition?”
“Of course it does. Just answer the question.”

Liu Jinhai scratched his head. “I was at home, sleeping.”
Qin Jiang raised an eyebrow.
“Really? Are you sure you were at home sleeping?”

Liu Jinhai glanced at the wrench on the table, gritted his teeth, and confessed, “I… went for a massage.”
“Did you go upstairs?”

Liu Jinhai looked at Qin Jiang with utter shock, clearly surprised that Qin Jiang knew their slang!
Liu Jinhai couldn’t help asking, “Dr. Qin… you’ve been upstairs too?”

Qin Jiang’s face reddened slightly, and he coughed. “I’m an upright man. I’ve never been upstairs. I just heard about it from others.”

Many netizens in the live stream were also asking in the comments:
“Brothers, what’s ‘going upstairs’? It sounds so mysterious.”
“Adult matters. Kids shouldn’t ask.”
“Right, I want to know too. I saw in my husband’s chat history that they always ‘go upstairs’ when they get foot massages, but whenever I go, the staff never let me go up.”
“Dr. Qin has female fans? That doesn’t seem scientific.”
“What’s wrong with having female fans? I’m a female fan too.”
“Replying to the lady above: The second floor is the men’s restroom. Nothing interesting up there.”
“Men’s restroom, my foot! Though… you’re not entirely wrong.”

Seeing that Qin Jiang was in the know, Liu Jinhai immediately relaxed.
He said directly, “Yeah, I went upstairs. But… it just doesn’t feel satisfying anymore.”
Qin Jiang’s eyebrow twitched.
“How so?”

Liu Jinhai stroked his chin, reminiscing as he spoke. “Before, I found it thrilling. So I’d go for a massage right after payday.”
“It’s normal for a man to want to relax, right?”
“But recently, for some reason, it just feels pointless. Really pointless.”
“Often, when I’m alone, I start thinking: What’s the meaning of life? What are we working so hard for every day?”
“Dr. Qin, have you ever thought about that?”

Qin Jiang said expressionlessly, “I don’t have time for such thoughts. I don’t want to hear your post-clarity reflections. I just want to know why it feels pointless to you now.”

Liu Jinhai spread his hands.
“Pointless is just pointless. I feel like I might as well save that money for hot pot.”

“Then I understand,” Qin Jiang said.

He took out his phone and handed it to Liu Jinhai.
“Come on, order some hot pot delivery. My treat.”