Live Broadcast: My Blunt TCM Practice and My Patients Are Dying Online - Chapter 84

Hearing Luan An say the medicine tasted like Hou Wang Dan sent the live stream viewers into a frenzy.

“Is there a chance it actually is Hou Wang Dan? After all, it looks exactly the same.”

“Brothers, what is Hou Wang Dan?”

“It’s a snack sold at elementary schools. Little pellet-like things, like medicinal pills. They taste sweet and sour. Pretty good.”

“I used to trick classmates with that stuff. Told them I could make elixirs, had them trade their pocket money for it. Made a small fortune.”

“Damn, you could trick people with that?”

“Why not? Who says medicinal pills have to be bitter? Some are supposed to be sweet and sour.”

If Qin Jiang hadn’t already impressed him immensely, Luan An would have definitely felt scammed at that moment.

Weren’t Chinese herbs supposed to be very bitter?

Why was the one he just took not only not bitter, but also so tasty? Kind of addictive, really.

Seeing Luan An about to take another one, Qin Jiang said calmly, “If you don’t follow the doctor’s orders of one pill per day, I can’t guarantee you’ll live those extra ten years.”

Hearing this, Luan An immediately stopped his fidgeting hands.

He chuckled awkwardly. “Dr. Qin, what kind of medicine is this, really? Is it that effective?”

“Oh, Liuwei Dihuang Pills.”

“What?”

Luan An’s face instantly fell.

Liuwei Dihuang Pills?
Aren’t those sold everywhere?
He charged me 20,000 for this little bottle!

As if reading Luan An’s mind, Qin Jiang explained, “My Liuwei Dihuang Pills are a bit different from others. You’ll feel the effects soon enough.”

Luan An was convinced he’d been ripped off.

Aren’t they all Liuwei Dihuang Pills?
What could possibly be different?

Just as Luan An was thinking this, he suddenly felt a slight warmth in his lower abdomen.

Then, a stream of heat spread from his abdomen, flowing into his limbs and throughout his body.

Luan An’s complexion instantly became ruddy, even the look in his eyes changed.

Holy crap?

His head doesn’t feel dizzy anymore, and his lower back doesn’t hurt as much either!

Miracle doctor!
Feeling the change in his body, Luan An’s gaze towards Qin Jiang instantly transformed.

“Dr. Qin, your medicine works really well. Ever thought about mass production?”

“If you’re willing to sell this medicine, I can fund a pharmaceutical factory. We can partner up, grow big and strong. What do you think?”

Qin Jiang looked at Luan An and said flatly, “Your consultation is over. Please leave. Remember to come for your follow-up.”

“Next.”

Luan An was instantly extremely embarrassed.

He hadn’t expected Qin Jiang to treat money like dirt.

And he actually doubted Qin Jiang was ripping him off earlier. He really was the worst!

After Luan An and Nana left, Tang Ping hurriedly brought his son Tang Guo over.

“Dr. Qin, please take a look at my son. His condition is getting worse. I’m worried he might have some serious illness.”

Qin Jiang first glanced at Tang Guo and noticed the child’s face was slightly flushed.

Probably a heart-related issue.

“Little buddy, where do you feel unwell?”

Tang Guo looked at Tang Ping but didn’t speak.

Tang Ping quickly explained, “Sorry, Dr. Qin, my son is quite introverted.”

“Guoguo, tell Dr. Qin where you feel unwell. Dr. Qin will make you better.”

Tang Guo hesitated for a moment before saying, “I feel a little pain in my chest.”

Qin Jiang looked at the spot Tang Guo was holding and nodded.

Exactly the heart’s location.

“What kind of pain is it? A gripping pain, intermittent pain, or a sharp, stabbing pain?”

Qin Jiang’s question left Tang Guo confused.

He was still young and couldn’t differentiate between these types of pain.

Seeing Tang Guo couldn’t answer, Qin Jiang didn’t press further. Instead, he directly took his pulse.

Tang Guo was a very obedient child. Although he didn’t know what Qin Jiang wanted to do, he obediently placed his hand on the table when asked.

After feeling the pulse for a while, Qin Jiang’s brows immediately furrowed.

“Strange, the heart should be fine.”

Qin Jiang could feel Tang Guo’s heart rate was indeed faster than normal.

But from the pulse reading, Tang Guo seemed perfectly healthy.

Tang Ping said from the side, “That can’t be right, Dr. Qin. My Guoguo has been saying his chest hurts for days now.”

“At first we thought he was faking it, but twice he turned deathly pale from the pain. That can’t be faked.”

“Dr. Qin, could you take a closer look?”

Just as Qin Jiang was about to examine him more carefully, Tang Guo suddenly clutched his chest. Crying softly, he whispered, “Doctor… Uncle, my… my chest hurts so much.”

“Doctor Uncle, I don’t want to die. Can you help me?”

Just as Tang Ping had described, Tang Guo’s face instantly turned deathly white.

Qin Jiang immediately leaned in, closely observing the changes in Tang Guo’s face and his tongue coating.

Could it be a myocardial infarction?
If it really was a myocardial infarction, that would be dangerous.

The sudden death rate for heart attacks is quite high.

If Tang Guo had a fatal heart attack right in front of him, he might as well stop being a doctor.

Qin Jiang took out silver needles, inserting them into several of Tang Guo’s acupuncture points. Simultaneously, he used massage techniques to help relieve the pressure on his heart.

Gradually, Tang Guo calmed down.

However, his ghostly pale face left everyone feeling apprehensive.

The live stream viewers were also very alarmed.

“My uncle died from a heart attack. That child’s complexion just now was exactly like my uncle’s during an episode.”

“So there’s no way to treat a heart attack? This kind of sudden death disease feels so terrifying.”

“It can be managed with medication, but not cured. Ultimately, it’s because there’s an underlying heart issue. The best way is to avoid straining your heart and focus on health maintenance.”

“This child is so young to have heart disease. It’s truly pitiful.”

Seeing his son have another episode, Tang Ping was frantic with worry.

“Dr. Qin, this is my son’s fifth episode. His attacks have become more frequent these past few days. What illness does he actually have?”

Qin Jiang was silent for a moment before saying, “It should be related to the heart, but I’m not certain yet if it’s a myocardial infarction.”

The symptoms Tang Guo displayed were identical to a heart attack.

But his pulse reading was perfectly normal.

This left Qin Jiang feeling quite puzzled.

Just as Qin Jiang was trying to figure out Tang Guo’s illness, he suddenly noticed a small, shiny silver object on Tang Guo’s clothes.

Qin Jiang reached over and picked it off, asking, “What’s this?”

Tang Ping saw it and said, “Should be a sewing needle.”

“My mom likes sewing and mending things at home when she’s free. And Tang Guo just loves playing with needles.”

Tang Ping adopted a stern face towards Tang Guo.

“Guoguo, how many times have I told you? Don’t play with needles. Don’t you know it’s dangerous?”