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

The student was plunged into despair by the professor's words. He hadn't expected his teacher to be so strict in this regard, and other schools had said that ghostwriting was allowed.
At worst, I can just spend some money to have someone else write it for me, right?

But when he saw the teacher do that, he knew that if others did it that way, it would be fine, but if he did it that way, it would make the teacher angry.

"Teacher, can't you turn a blind eye to this? You know, other teachers don't do this."

But you're the only one who takes all of this so seriously, and you seem unwilling to let me off the hook. What am I supposed to say?

Do I really have to find someone to write my graduation thesis?

Even if someone else writes it out, you still have to check it carefully. He has never been particularly satisfied with his teacher in this regard.

Upon hearing what this kid said, the mentor suddenly didn't know what to say.

He had said a lot to this kid before, telling him not to be so willful, but he didn't expect the kid to keep being willful, and in this respect, he had become somewhat speechless.

"Alright, I'm not going to interfere with your affairs anymore. Anyway, you just need to submit your graduation thesis to me. If it doesn't meet the requirements, then it won't do. You should know that the students I supervise all have a good reputation."

After the tutor finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately. He had never had a student so presumptuous in front of him in all the years he had taught him.

And to his face, to say that you're going to just fudge your graduation thesis like this, who are you trying to fool?

Qin Jiang could tell that the tutor was extremely angry; otherwise, he wouldn't have used such a tone.

"You should go back and write your graduation thesis yourself. Your teacher is very good to you, and you should be grateful to have such a mentor. He's even willing to help you revise your graduation thesis."

After he left, many people said that this graduate student was far too sloppy. They knew that if graduate students could hire others to write their papers, then these people could just spend some money and become graduate students.

Some laymen are talking without realizing that getting a master's degree is actually very difficult and not something that ordinary people like them can achieve. Unfortunately, they are only thinking about getting a master's degree.

Instead of focusing on their studies, they resort to this kind of charade.

They felt that the graduate students weren't really qualified.

When Qin Jiang heard what ordinary people were saying in the comments section, he felt that these ordinary people were thinking too simply.

"To know whether someone can succeed in their studies, whether they are capable in these areas, is not something an ordinary person should say. I also know that you have your own academic qualifications, and you may have your own opinions on this matter. However, the professor is not trying to harm his students. Everything he says is for the students' benefit."

Every major is different, Qin Jiang was just giving a suggestion, and then a girl walked into the TCM clinic.

In fact, the girl had been standing at the door for a long time. She kept wondering whether she should go in, and she didn't know if she could get a proper checkup after going to the hospital.

The main problem is that he's too embarrassed to talk about his illness.

He stood hesitantly by the door, looking like he was about to leave. Qin Jiang called out to the girl, and she came in, immediately putting on a mask. "Doctor, I'm here to see a doctor. I don't know if it's because I touched my feet and didn't wash my hands that I have athlete's foot. Could you please prescribe some medicine for me? I'm very sure it's athlete's foot."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head in embarrassment, even wearing sunglasses, because he was afraid of being recognized by the people around him. You know, there are quite a lot of people in Dr. Qin's live broadcast room.

When Qin Jiang heard the girl say that, he was first shocked, but then he realized that all kinds of people were in his live broadcast room.

"Okay, I'll take a look for you, but don't rush."

While he was speaking, the girl had no choice but to sit quietly in the chair. Qin Jiang asked her to take off her mask, but the girl refused and simply stretched out her arm.

"Doctor, didn't you say in your live stream that you could diagnose certain illnesses by taking a pulse? Since you can take a pulse, why don't you just do that? I really can't show my face. My acne just flared up a couple of days ago, maybe it's because of an allergic reaction, so I don't want to show my face."

He said this at this time simply because he didn't want to expose himself in this regard.

Moreover, he said this in the hope that Qin Jiang would not pursue the matter too much, otherwise, if he really continued to investigate, wouldn't he be exposed?

Upon sensing the girl's reaction, Qin Jiang immediately knew that there was a reason why she wasn't showing her face.

"It seems you still don't want to tell the truth. In that case, put your hand here. If I reveal what I took your pulse later, don't blame me."

After all, taking a pulse can reveal a lot. If you only look at your tongue or the condition of your mouth, you might only be able to see those aspects of the problem.

However, taking your pulse can reveal almost everything about your body, which is equivalent to a physical examination. But the girl had absolutely no idea about this.

He thought this was just a way to escape Qin Jiang's keen observation.

"Doctor, thank you. Please take my pulse. I promise I will answer any questions you may have."

He immediately relaxed his tone, feeling that at least he wouldn't have to face Qin Jiang's interrogation anymore, and that he could at least have some freedom in this respect.

Sensing the girl's relaxed and cheerful tone, Qin Jiang placed his hand on her wrist, while netizens silently lit an incense stick for the girl.

Girl, you're such a fool! Why would you say something like that in front of a doctor?

By saying that, aren't you giving the doctor leverage over your work?
"I think this girl is really too naive. How could she say such things and let someone take her pulse so casually? Does she really have no secrets?"

"That's not certain."

"He's just a new fan, he has no idea." (End of Chapter)