“Hello, audience friends! Welcome to the large-scale live talent show—‘Soul of Chinese Medicine’!”
“This program will randomly select one hundred participants from tens of thousands of medical workers for 24-hour continuous live broadcasting!”
“To show everyone the most authentic side of medical workers!”
“Ultimately, this program will select the champion based on comprehensive data such as popularity, gifts, and tips.”
“And the champion of this program can receive a maximum cash prize of 500 million yuan!”
At the program site, as the host explained the rules of the talent show, hundreds of screens lit up, and hundreds of online live broadcast rooms simultaneously opened.
In these live broadcast rooms, some people were Nurses, some were doctors, some were driving ambulances, and some were performing surgery…
These live broadcasts were all filmed by a professional photography team 24 hours a day without turning off, after obtaining the consent of the individuals.
It was all about authenticity!
The audience could choose a live broadcast room they were interested in to watch, and interact by sending bullet comments in the live broadcast room.
“Holy cow, 500 million for the champion’s prize, is this for real?”
“Brother, this is an event specially organized by the central station to encourage the development of Chinese medicine. Do you think it’s fake?”
“Am I the only one who noticed it’s 24-hour full-time filming? What about going to the toilet or taking a shower? Won’t there be any privacy at all?”
“What the person upstairs said makes sense, I’m going to find a live broadcast room with a Director Miss.”
…
Jin City.
In an old tea alley, there was an antique Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
The sounds of shop assistants greeting customers came from the surrounding teahouses, and a strong sense of market life permeated the air.
However, inside the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, flowers and plants were lush, and birds sang, forming a stark contrast with the outside world, as if one were in a paradise.
Under the sign of ‘Qin's Chinese Medicine Clinic’, a Young man dressed in coarse linen clothes was looking up, sleeping soundly.
The Young man was very handsome, and his skin was also very good.
It was just that his sleeping posture… was indeed unsightly, giving people a very unreliable feeling.
“Dr. Qin… Dr. Qin, wake up, we’ve already started the live broadcast here.”
Shaken gently awake by the Director Miss, Qin Jiang woke up with a gasp, startling the photography team.
Looking at the photography team not far away, Qin Jiang finally came to his senses.
I transmigrated?
And I transmigrated into the body of a Young man who practices Chinese medicine?
The most critical thing is that for the next period of time, my every word and action will be broadcast live?
Damn it!
This is a rip-off!
As memory fragments slowly pieced together, Qin Jiang finally understood the whole story.
The original Qin Jiang, coveting the 500 million prize money, voluntarily approached the program team and signed the participation contract.
The contract clearly stipulated that before the end of the talent show, except for private activities such as going to the toilet or taking a shower, the photography team would follow Qin Jiang 24 hours a day to record his every move.
But the key is, Qin Jiang doesn't know Chinese medicine!
Qin Jiang looked at the Director Miss with a bit of embarrassment: “Um, can you not film for now?”
Liu Yan, the Director Miss, shook her head sternly: “Don’t joke, Dr. Qin. According to the contract, if you unilaterally request to stop filming, you will have to pay liquidated damages.”
“How much do I have to pay?”
“Five million,” Liu Yan said.
Five… five million!
Holy crap!
Even if I sell everything I own, I can’t raise five million!
Qin Jiang was anxious.
He even thought about whether he should try acting crazy and foolish like Zhu Di?
What if he could bluff his way through?
After all, with Chinese medicine, if you don't know it, you just don't know it. Once it's live, everything will be exposed.
Just then, a cold mechanical voice echoed in Qin Jiang’s mind.
【Detecting host that meets requirements, binding system】
【System binding successful】
Ding.
【Congratulations, Host, successfully bound the Healer Profession System—Frank Old Chinese Doctor System!】
【Frank Old Chinese Doctor: No matter the patient's identity, no matter their illness, speak frankly about their condition and give the most pertinent advice, and the Host will receive generous rewards!】
Qin Jiang was so moved he almost cried out loud.
Just in time!
It was too timely!
But wait, even if he had bound the system, he still didn't know anything.
Just then, the system prompt sounded again.
【Congratulations, Host, you have received a Novice Gift Pack—Observation (God-tier)!】
Observation?
As Qin Jiang pondered, a vast amount of knowledge suddenly flooded into his mind.
Things like: seeing five colors on the body, being able to discern them through observation.
Diagnosing illnesses by observing the form, never inaccurate.
If anyone had any illness, Qin Jiang only needed to take one look to diagnose it pretty accurately.
This skill is too amazing!
“Dr. Qin, can we open the clinic for diagnosis now?”
Seeing Qin Jiang sitting there grinning foolishly, Liu Yan frowned.
This Dr. Qin seems quite unreliable.
It's over, their team probably won't be able to film any good material.
Just as Liu Yan was thinking this, Qin Jiang sat up straight, waved his hand and said, “Alright, open the clinic, let the patients in!”
As the program officially began, the audience flocked into the live broadcast room.
And Qin Jiang's sleeping appearance just now was seen by a group of viewers.
“Hahaha, is this doctor serious? He even snores while sleeping, he seems quite unreliable.”
“Holy cow, he’s actually a Chinese doctor, and so young? He couldn’t be a swindler, could he?”
“All you medical students, junior brothers and sisters, see? If you don’t work hard, you’ll end up like him, becoming a Chinese medicine swindler.”
Chinese medicine is in decline, while Western medicine is dominant.
Now, very few people are willing to study Chinese medicine.
Imperial Capital University of Chinese Medicine, Dean's Office.
A white-haired Old man was also in Qin Jiang's live broadcast room at this time.
There was no other way, there were too few live broadcast rooms related to Chinese medicine, and Qin Jiang's was one of them.
Seeing Qin Jiang still sleeping even when it was almost time to open the clinic, the Old man couldn't help but sigh.
“Has Chinese medicine fallen to such a state that such a Young man is allowed to run a clinic?”
“There are no pharmacists, no apprentices, can he manage an entire clinic by himself?”
The Old man's eyes were filled with disappointment.
Outsiders watch the show, insiders watch the tricks.
Just by looking at Qin Jiang's mental state and the layout of the entire clinic, the Old man knew that Qin Jiang was probably an inexperienced newcomer with little skill.
It seems that Qin Jiang will embarrass Chinese medicine again with this live broadcast.
Just as the Old man was utterly disappointed, a father and son walked in from outside the clinic.
The man was in his early forties, dressed appropriately.
His son was wearing a school uniform, clearly a high school student, and looked decent, but had very dark circles under his eyes.
Business is here!
Qin Jiang immediately perked up, revealing a smile: “Hello, both of you. Who is here for a consultation?”
The middle-aged man quickly said with a smile: “Hello, Doctor. Please take a look at my son. He’s been listless lately and just doesn’t feel well.”
