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Chapter 304 This is Art

When Mogi started talking, everyone thought it was a bit strange, but no one thought there was a problem.

After all, some people are born with a duck voice, and it's not a good idea to ask someone what's wrong with their voice, as it will make people feel offensive.

But now that Qin Jiang mentioned it, netizens in the live broadcast room realized that Mo Ji's voice was definitely not normal.

Gu Fengjiao nodded repeatedly on the side.

"Yes, Doctor Qin, my husband has a problem with his throat."

"When I told him about it at first, he didn't believe me and said I was making a big deal out of nothing."

Mogi was very dissatisfied.

"You're just making a fuss out of nothing. My throat is always like this, you know that, so what's so strange about it?"

"Does this happen often?"

Qin Jiang looked at Mo Ji with confusion.

"You mean your voice often becomes hoarse suddenly like this? How long have you been having this problem? When did it start?"

Mo Ji was very dissatisfied with Qin Jiang's way of asking questions.

Because Qin Jiang asked this as if he really had some questions.

But thinking that Qin Jiang was a doctor, Mo Ji said reluctantly, "It hasn't been long, about three or four years ago. It usually happens more frequently in autumn and winter. I always feel uncomfortable in my throat, and my voice changes."

"But we are not here today to check on my throat. I have a headache. You just need to help me get rid of it."

Seeing Mogi's arrogant attitude, netizens in the live broadcast room could no longer sit still.

"Isn't he here to see a doctor? How can he ask for help from others and still be so high and mighty?"

"You can tell he's an artist at first glance. Artists are all like this. You'll just get used to it."

"Why do some people always want to tell doctors what to do? Shouldn't the doctor tell him what's wrong with his body? He's still giving orders."

Many people actually lack this most basic medical knowledge.

They always think of treating headaches by treating the head and feet pain by treating the feet, but they don’t know that in traditional Chinese medicine, a person is a whole.

So when there is a problem in one part of the human body, there must be a problem in another part of the body as well, which is why the problem develops into this state.

Qin Jiang said to Mo Ji, "You need to treat your headache and your sore throat. We doctors cannot treat only one disease and ignore the other. This is not in line with our philosophy."

"So you'd better think about whether you want to be treated here or not. If you don't want to be treated, you can leave now."

Qin Jiang has no shortage of patients, so why is Mo Ji pretending to be with him?
When Gu Fengjiao heard that Qin Jiang wanted to drive them away, she became anxious.

They had waited in line outside for a long time before they could get in, so they certainly couldn't just leave now.

Gu Fengjiao quickly spoke softly.

"Doctor Qin, don't be angry. My husband has this bad temper."

Gu Fengjiao slapped Mo Ji and said angrily, "I gave you face, didn't I?"

"What did I tell you before? I told you to cooperate with the doctor when you came to the hospital. Is this how you cooperated?"

"Hurry up and apologize to Dr. Qin!"

The main reason why Moji was so uncooperative was that he felt he was not sick.

He always felt that Gu Fengjiao brought him to the clinic just to use the doctor's mouth to speak for her.

But it is obvious that Mogi's status in the family is not very high.

Now that Gu Fengjiao was angry, he could only honestly apologize to Qin Jiang. "I'm sorry, Doctor Qin, it's my bad attitude. Anyway, you can treat whatever disease I have."

Although Moji apologized, from his tone, it seemed that he was still very dissatisfied.

Qin Jiang smiled and said, "Okay, since you said so, I will definitely cure you."

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

Moji took his hand and placed it on the pulse pillow.

Qin Jiang realized something was wrong not long after he put his hand on it.

"Do you smoke?"

"Pump."

Moji said with some pride: "For us who are engaged in literary creation, smoking is a must. Where would we get the spirit and inspiration without smoking?"

Mogi's words left netizens in the live broadcast room very confused.

"Why do these artists think smoking is something they are proud of?"

"That is to say, we have a drug ban in our country. Otherwise, this old Deng might still think that taking drugs is a very cool thing."

"Artists are all like this. They keep talking about elegance and art, but in fact their works are all a mess. They are nothing more than things between men and women, or all kinds of messy relationships."

"Don't talk nonsense. Art can be very elegant. Didn't the Academy of Fine Arts have a graduation project recently? It was a pile of waste paper. I really liked that work of art. It paid attention to the hardships of the people at the bottom of society. Such works are real art!"

"Are you talking about the garbage that cost 20,000 yuan to put acrylic sheets inside the cardboard? There is also a pile of such cardboard in the warehouse in my backyard. It cost 20,000 yuan. My grandma picked it up every day when she was picking up waste. If you are interested, I can sell it to you for 18,000 yuan."

No one has ever been able to clearly explain what art is.

Some people have even done such an experiment abroad.

A child's graffiti work was put into an exhibition of works by art celebrities. As a result, those so-called art connoisseurs not only did not think there was anything wrong with the work, but instead gave it thumbs up and gave it all kinds of compliments.

So Qin Jiang actually admires these so-called artists in his heart.

They are completely idealistic.

They don't even have their own set of criteria for judging, but they firmly believe that what they are doing is art.

This can easily turn these artists into so-called narcissists, living in their own world and unable to get out.

Qin Jiang is not interested in discussing art with Moji now.

He then asked, "Look at your cheeks. Do you like to eat betel nuts?"

Mogi nodded again.

"Yes, eating betel nuts can also refresh you. I have a bag of them with me right now. Would you like one?"

Qin Jiang waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to eat.

"Open your mouth so I can see."

Qin Jiang put on disposable gloves, picked up the acupressure pad and flashlight, and began to examine Mogi's oral cavity.

Just as he thought, the inside of Mogi's mouth had been severely damaged.

Long-term consumption of betel nuts not only deformed Mogi's jawbone, but also caused various ulcers in his mouth, which looked very disgusting.

Qin Jiang said to Mo Ji, "Go get a checkup first. It's right next to us."

Qin Jiang made a gesture, indicating Zou Moli to take Mo Ji for a check-up.

(End of this chapter)