“I... I don’t know how to,” He Qiang stammered, glancing at the belt in He Guowu’s hand, his hair standing on end.
This kid is too weird!
He can even tell that I smoke?
Could he have smelled it?
That shouldn't be!
Every time I smoke, I chew gum and spray freshener. Could he be bluffing me?!
Understanding this, He Qiang felt a bit more confident.
“Doctor, don’t talk nonsense. I never smoke. I’m even allergic to the smell of smoke!”
He Guowu also nodded from the side, “That’s true. Every time I smoke at home, he makes me go outside. I can guarantee that.”
Qin Jiang said, “Oh,” and avoided asking about smoking, instead asking a few other questions.
He Qiang was overjoyed.
This kid really was bluffing him!
He Qiang answered Qin Jiang’s other questions fluently.
He Qiang answered everything fluently, like how many times he had a bowel movement a day, what shape it was, and whether there was any unusual odor.
Seeing He Qiang become more and more confident in his conversation, Qin Jiang sneered inwardly.
This kid is still pretending with me.
Qin Jiang knew He Qiang’s physical condition as soon as he took his pulse.
But since He Qiang liked to pretend, Qin Jiang naturally had to play a trick on him.
“Doctor, other doctors have asked me these questions too, and they were useless.”
At this point, He Qiang had become a bit arrogant.
He determined that Qin Jiang was just a pretty face with no real skill.
The audience in the Zhubo’s live stream also felt that Qin Jiang’s skill might only be so much.
Even Sun Lingzhi frowned. Could it be that this kid’s pulse-taking skills were not good?
Just then, Qin Jiang handed something to He Qiang.
“Hold this for me.”
He Qiang naturally took it and clipped it behind his ear.
Silence.
Dead silence.
Even in the live stream, no one sent bullet comments for a moment.
Click, click, click, click.
He Qiang’s teeth chattered, and his whole body stiffened.
He was tricked!
This Qin Jiang tricked me!
Qin Jiang smiled slightly and continued, “You should smoke less. A few cigarettes a day are enough.”
“From what I see, you smoke at least three packs a day, right? Quit early, it’s good for your health.”
Hearing Qin Jiang say this, He Qiang was completely stunned.
Holy cow, is that true or false?!
You can tell I smoke three packs a day just by taking my pulse?
Brother, your Traditional Chinese Medicine is not right. Did you overstudy?
“You still dare to smoke three packs a day? Good, good, you unfilial son!”
He Guowu was so angry his lungs were about to explode.
As an old smoker, he only smoked two packs a day, but He Qiang’s addiction was even greater than his!
“No, Dad, listen to me explain…”
“Sit down, you! Finish seeing the doctor!”
He Guowu roared, and He Qiang trembled like a sieve, sitting back down.
“Doctor, then why did he make me go outside when I smoked at home before?”
Qin Jiang said, “Oh,” “He was afraid you’d trigger his craving for a cigarette. That’s easy to understand.”
This scoundrel!
I thought he was allergic!
The audience in the live stream were already laughing hysterically.
“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter, this Brother is too talented!”
“Honestly, as an old smoker, it’s really uncomfortable when someone smokes in front of me and I can’t.”
“Three packs of cigarettes a day, is the pressure in high school so great now?”
He Qiang, who had sat back down, desperately winked at Qin Jiang, signaling him to stop talking.
Qin Jiang naturally understood He Qiang’s meaning, but Brother, the system requires me to tell you all your illnesses, so I can’t help you.
“Do you… like to stay up late?”
Qin Jiang tried to make his tone as gentle as possible.
“Huh?”
He Qiang was about to cry.
No matter how gentle Qin Jiang’s tone was, it was still a critical blow to him!
“I… I don’t like staying up late.”
He Qiang was about to collapse.
I told you not to ask, why are you still asking?!
He Qiang wanted to muddle through, but Qin Jiang naturally disagreed.
“No, your pulse indicates that you stay up until at least three or four in the morning every day.”
He Qiang quickly tried to cover himself.
“No, Doctor, I’ve been having insomnia recently. Are you saying I have insomnia until three or four in the morning?”
Qin Jiang explained seriously, “Insomnia means you want to sleep but can’t.”
“But your situation is different. You’re clearly very sleepy, but you’re still staying up late watching short videos and not resting well. This is very damaging to your liver.”
He Qiang cried.
Do I not know what insomnia is?
Do I need you to explain it?
Can’t you save me some face?!
“Give me your phone.”
“Dad…”
“Give it!”
In front of the camera, He Guowu opened Douyin and found He Qiang’s favorites list.
“She just turned eighteen~”
“Then may I ask if you have a boyfriend?”
“I already said, she just turned eighteen~”
A sharp, high-pitched voice entered everyone’s ears.
That affected, coy manner made everyone silent.
This He Qiang, his taste is quite unique!
He Qiang smiled.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.
It doesn’t matter, let it all be destroyed.
Who would have thought that seeing a Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor would expose all his secrets?
Qin Jiang comforted him, “You don’t need to be too sad. You just have kidney deficiency. The problem isn’t too serious. As long as you change these bad habits and recuperate for a period, you’ll naturally recover your health.”
The live stream became lively again.
“Hahaha, so this Brother has kidney deficiency!”
“He’s only eighteen! He just wants to relax. What’s wrong with him?”
“Cruel, truly too cruel. I’m willing to call Zhubo the cruelest Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor!”
Seeing Qin Jiang give the final conclusion, Sun Lingzhi, in front of the screen, nodded with satisfaction.
Dizziness, blurred vision, weakness in limbs, excessive sweating, fear of cold and light.
These symptoms seem numerous and varied, but in reality, they are all due to insufficient kidney qi, leading to a lack of strong yang energy in the body, which then triggers a series of consequences.
If you search these symptoms on Baidu, they would definitely be diagnosed as terminal illnesses, no need for treatment, just bury them directly.
But from a Traditional Chinese Medicine perspective, as long as you have a regular routine and change bad habits, there’s no need for treatment; you’ll naturally get back on track.
The best doctor treats the unmanifested illness, the mediocre doctor treats the impending illness, and the inferior doctor treats the already manifest illness—that’s the principle.
He Guowu was still worried and continued to ask, “Doctor, does my son’s condition not require medicine?”
Qin Jiang shook his head, “No need. Just go back and supervise him to change his bad habits.”
“Then does he have any other problems?”
He Qiang shuddered, coming back to his senses.
“Dad, you really are my biological father. Can you stop asking?!”
He Qiang couldn’t hold back anymore.
This is a live stream. Do you have to ruin your son’s reputation?
Qin Jiang also couldn’t bear to torment He Qiang any longer.
How pitiful this child is.
He pointed to the QR code on the table, “There are no other major problems. Scan the code to pay first. It’s two hundred yuan in total.”
Only two hundred!
What a conscience!
He Guowu quickly scanned the code and paid.
As he led He Qiang away, Qin Jiang, to complete his task, couldn’t help but say, “Oh, and watch fewer adult films. That stuff affects the brain and will impact your memory.”
“Ow!”
Outside the door, He Qiang’s miserable cry could be heard…