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

Some college students who have athlete's foot originally thought that it would cost a lot of money to treat the disease. Now when they heard the doctor say that it actually doesn't cost much, they became interested.

If it doesn't cost much, they will have to treat the disease well.

"Doctor, I suddenly feel my feet are itchy. Can I come over to you for treatment?"

"Doctor, can you divide that kind of powder into small packets and buy it online? It's not convenient for us to go there, so you can express it to us and we can pay on delivery."

"Oh my god, I'm finally saved. I don't have to be disliked by my girlfriend anymore."

Everyone was very excited. Qin Jiang looked at these comments and he knew that the reason why everyone was so excited was simply because they had indeed been troubled by some of these problems before.

"Don't worry, everyone. You can get treatment for your illness. If you really can't find anyone to help you, you can always come to me."

With his gentle comfort, netizens finally felt relieved.

An Xinling was very happy holding a few packets of medicine powder.

"Thank you, anchor. Actually, I didn't have athlete's foot naturally. It was caused by soaking my feet. From now on, I will never go to a foot massage place. Although it looks very high-end, who would have thought that there would be such a thing there."

Qin Jiang smiled and said nothing. After the girl paid the money, she took her best friend away. The owners of foot bath shops who had been running in the comment section were dissatisfied.

Although they knew that what Qin Jiang said might be right, it now affected their business.

If they can swallow their anger when their business is affected, they are not real men.

"Can you repeat that? Doctor, my store is still in good condition. If you don't believe me, I can ask you to come over for a checkup."

"You've affected my business. Although it's inevitable that they'll get athlete's foot, it's also because their patients are infecting each other. Our store employees have even been infected."

"Doctor, can you sell us a few packets of your powder? If it is contagious, we can sell this powder in the store to give customers peace of mind."

As they were talking, they hoped that Qin Jiang would be able to step forward at this time and at least allow their business to continue, but Qin Jiang was not a person who was willing to harm others.

Besides, he also knew that these kinds of stores usually had their own tricks.

"No matter how much you say, I know that these things are harmful to people, and I will not allow them to hurt others. You don't need to say anything more to me."

After his remarks, those people were unable to say much.

After they left, Li Tongwei's mother was not convinced. Her son had been in pain for the past two days because of gout. He had seen many doctors but there was still no cure. He had taken countless painkillers.

"Son, didn't you say this doctor is very capable? Why don't you go find this doctor and let him take a look at you? If your gout continues to hurt, it will really make me very sad. Let's get your disease treated first, and then we can worry about other problems, okay?"

Under his patient coaxing, Li Tongwei also hesitated in his heart. At first, he wanted to hold on to his courage and go to the doctor, but now he couldn't bear it anymore because it was too painful. Sometimes it hurt even when he played games.

"Mom, I'm afraid Dr. Qin won't treat me. You heard what he said before. He hates us."

After hearing what her son said, the middle-aged woman was actually hesitant because she knew that Qin Jiang hated them.

"Money makes the world go round. Besides, he is just a doctor. He has to open his door to do business. You listen to your mother and come with me. If he dares to say anything against you, I will never let him go." After hearing his mother's words, Li Tongwei also felt that instead of being in so much pain, it would be better to go and have a look. Maybe his illness can be cured.

The mother and son came to the pharmacy together, and soon everyone discovered that it was An Xinling's boyfriend who came.

They remembered that this man had indeed come before, but because he had no money to treat his illness, or because he had a quarrel with his girlfriend, the visit ended without any result.

Now you come here again, are you here to see a doctor?
Qin Jiang raised his eyes and looked at them, "Excuse me, what are you doing?"

After hearing his remarks, the middle-aged woman spoke up embarrassedly. He was holding the bag in his hand, and his expression was still very arrogant.

"We come to the clinic to get treatment. If you open the door to do business, can't you also treat illnesses? Please show me how to treat my son's gout."

After he finished speaking, he took the initiative to sit on the chair and motioned for his son to go to the front to see the doctor. If Qin Jiang dared to treat his son badly, he would come out immediately.

Seeing the other party's performance, Qin Jiang probably already knew it, but he never let anyone threaten him. All the netizens in his live broadcast room knew what kind of character he had.

Does the middle-aged woman in front of me really think that she can make others compromise just because she has some money?

"I'm sorry, I can't cure your son's illness because I really can't cure stupidity. For an illness like yours, maybe only you two can cure it. If you really need a cure, you may need to be reborn."

Qin Jiang spoke without any mercy, and after he finished speaking, the mother and son's faces changed.

They admitted that they were indeed not thoughtful enough in some aspects, but as a doctor, couldn't Qin Jiang be more tolerant?

"You are a doctor, how dare you talk like that? How dare you mock us? Do you think we can't do anything to you?"

The middle-aged woman stood up angrily and threw her bag on the table.

"You are just a lousy doctor. My son came to you to treat his gout because I respect you. Don't be ungrateful."

"Hurry up and get my son treated, or I'll make you pay for it and report you right away."

In the face of the other party's repeated threats, Qin Jiang smiled and said nothing.

He leaned back in his chair, looking like he wasn't prepared to see the doctor.

"I'm sorry, I can't cure your son's illness. I'm just incompetent. Go report me."

You can't have to work on a sewing machine just because you don't have good medical skills, right?

Qin Jiang had never heard of such an action. He had only heard of medical accidents that could cause problems.

Seeing Qin Jiang's bad attitude, Li Tongwei suddenly became angry. Why did he treat An Xinling but not him? Did Qin Jiang choose who he treated?

"Don't you just need money? Since An Xinling doesn't give me money, my mother can still give me money. I'll just give you the money." (End of this chapter)