Live broadcast: I am an upright Chinese medicine practitioner, and all my patients died online

Chapter 17 Do you have any special hobbies?

"Doctor, are you okay?"

Seeing Qin Jiang's ugly face, Lao Zhou asked out of concern.

Qin Jiang quickly took two steps back, pinched his nose and said to Lao Zhou: "Shut your mouth first, don't talk yet!"

Lao Zhou also knew what was going on with his mouth, so he quickly put on his mask and other things again.

Qin Jiang ran into the back room, took out a bottle of air freshener, and sprayed it into the air around Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou didn't feel embarrassed at all, he seemed to have gotten used to it.

After Qin Jiang sat down again, Lao Zhou asked:
  "Doctor, what kind of illness do you think I have?"

Lao Zhou confused Qin Jiang.

He almost fainted from the smoke just now, and he really didn't pay attention to what was going on in Lao Zhou's mouth.

"Put your hand up first, and I'll take your pulse."

Lao Zhou immediately cooperated.

Qin Jiang felt his pulse and asked, "What's wrong with your mouth? When did it start to suck?"

Lao Zhou said with some embarrassment: "It was probably last month. One day when I was brushing my teeth, I found that my mouth smelled very bad and I couldn't brush it clean."

"Later on, I started to get blisters in my mouth. I couldn't cure them no matter how I treated them. They kept recurring."

"The pus from these broken blisters will seep into the gaps between my teeth, and then my mouth will stink even more."

Lao Zhou spoke in great detail, and Qin Jiang was also searching for similar cases in his mind.

Got nothing.

Qin Jiang was a little panicked.

Did he encounter a patient that he couldn't solve?

But it can't be like this. If Lao Zhou can't be cured, wouldn't it be a loss of his own brand?
  But Qin Jiang didn't gain anything new by taking his pulse.

Kidney deficiency, physical weakness, and insufficient Yang Qi.

These are old problems of middle-aged men.

Naturally, it is impossible for these problems to cause bad breath.

"Have you been to other hospitals?" Qin Jiang asked.

Lao Zhou nodded: "I've been to basically all the hospitals in the city. The doctors couldn't find out what's wrong. They just said there was inflammation in my mouth."

Qin Jiang rolled his eyes.

Whenever there is a problem with a person's health, the body will become inflamed.

So when the hospital said there was inflammation, it was bullshit.

"Doctor, what on earth is wrong with me?"

Seeing that Qin Jiang had asked so many questions but didn't even come to a conclusion, Lao Zhou became a little anxious.

This doctor is indeed too young.

I can't figure out what's wrong with me.

"Take off your mask and mask, and let me see your facial features."

"what?"

Hearing what Qin Jiang said, Lao Zhou immediately hesitated.

"Do you have to look at your face?"

Qin Jiang nodded seriously.

"The facial features correspond to the internal organs. I have to look at your face to determine what kind of disease you have."

Lao Zhou glanced at the camera, and after a long time he made up his mind and took off his mask!

"Zhou...Zhou Bo!!"

After seeing Lao Zhou's appearance clearly, Liu Yan was very surprised.

You must know that Zhou Bo is a well-known talk show artist in China.

When he was at the height of his popularity, tickets for a talk show could even sell for 3,000 yuan!
  Liu Yan never imagined that Zhou Bo, who relied on his mouth to eat, would have his mouth look like this!
  No wonder he wrapped himself up tightly for fear of being recognized.

He is indeed a celebrity in Jincheng.

Seeing Liu Yan's reaction, Zhou Bo felt uneasy again.

"Are you sure you coded it for me?"

Liu Yan nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, we are professionals!"

As soon as Liu Yan said this, all the fans in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"I'm laughing so hard. It's Zhou Bo who's sitting there treating the doctor, right? With his hairstyle, he's so recognizable!" "It's better to have a thin code than to have no code. I'm afraid Zhou Bo's reputation will be ruined this time."

"No wonder he hasn't had a talk show in recent times. It turns out he has a bad mouth."

"Yes, he satirized this and that on stage, and his bad words were retribution."

Seeing that the fans in the live broadcast room had recognized Zhou Bo, Liu Yan suddenly became nervous.

Fans recognize them by their hairstyle, so it has nothing to do with them, right?
  After all, they really coded Zhou Bo this time.

Qin Jiang didn't know Zhou Bo. He was a nerd in his previous life. He spent all day in this medical clinic studying Chinese medicine, so he didn't know anything about Internet celebrities.

Through god-level diagnostic techniques, Qin Jiang discovered that Zhou Bo's liver function was damaged and his liver was in very bad condition.

Coupled with the previous pulse check, Qin Jiang had some idea.

Qin Jiang opened the drawer, took out three masks, and put them on one after another.

Then he took out two sterile gloves and put them on.

After everything was ready, Qin Jiang took a deep breath and said:
  "Mr. Zhou, please open your mouth again and don't speak."

Zhou Bo nodded and opened his mouth in cooperation.

The stench emanated from his mouth again, but this time Qin Jiang had been prepared and did not inhale it.

Instead, he used the fanning and smelling method taught in chemistry class and activated the god-level smelling technique.

Then Qin Jiang took out his mobile phone, pointed it at Zhou Bo's mouth and took several high-definition photos.

"Okay, shut your mouth."

Zhou Bo shut his mouth and saw Qin Jiang immersed himself in writing furiously on the medical records, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"Dr. Qin, what disease do I have?"

Qin Jiang looked at Zhou Bo with a strange expression.

"What are your usual hobbies?"

Zhou Bo was stunned.

Why did such a good person ask about his hobbies?

Is this doctor good or not?

Although he felt unhappy, Zhou Bo still suppressed his displeasure and said:

"I like to play football. I joined a football team and played as a forward."

"I also like running. I go for a morning jog every day and have been doing it for several years."

"It stands to reason that a person with a body like mine should have high immunity. How could I get sick?"

Zhou Bo looked confused, but Qin Jiang knew what was going on.

Qin Jiang continued to ask:

"Have you got a girlfriend?"

Zhou Bo immediately said seriously:
  "How can I have a girlfriend, I'm still single."

No joke, he is a celebrity after all.

Celebrities will have fans, especially female fans.

These female fans have very strong spending power.

If you have a girlfriend or get married, you will lose more than half of your female fans in an instant.

Qin Jiang paused with the recording pen in his hand, stared at Zhou Bo seriously and said:

"You'd better tell the truth."

Zhou Bo spoke firmly.

"I'm telling the truth."

Okay, okay, you must be tough, right?

Then don't blame me for being rude.

Qin Jiang said directly:

"If you don't have a girlfriend, then who were you with and what were you doing the night before?"

"And yesterday at noon, at about one o'clock, what were you doing?"

"And this morning..."

Before Qin Jiang finished speaking, Zhou Bo's expression changed and he immediately panicked.

"Doctor Qin! Miracle doctor! My big brother! Please stop talking, this is a live broadcast, please save me some face!"

(End of this chapter)