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

Chapter 316 Resentment in the Heart
Zhang Haibo was already in a bad mood because of things happening in the company, and now hearing Qin Jiang speaking to him in that tone again, Zhang Haibo suddenly became angry.

"You're just a doctor, why are you arguing with me?"

"How much do you make a month? Why are you pretending to be so dedicated to me?"

Zhang Haibo showed off his bossy attitude and insisted that Qin Jiang apologize to him no matter what.

Who knew that Qin Jiang was not polite at all. He stopped taking Zhang Haibo's pulse and just picked up the cup on the table and drank the tea slowly.

"Haibo, stop being so rude! What did I teach you since you were a child? Is this how you treat a doctor?"

Seeing that Zhang Haibo was rude to Qin Jiang, Zhang Wentao became very angry and slapped him on the head.

Zhang Haibo was already angry, and now he became even angrier after being slapped by Zhang Wentao.

"Dad, that's enough! I've already told you that I have a family doctor and I have physical examinations every year. What could be wrong with my body?"

"I just had a cough and couldn't sleep these past few days. I told you that I'm under a lot of work pressure right now and it's normal to have these symptoms. Why don't you listen?"

"I am already giving you face by coming here to see a doctor today. Otherwise, I will never come back to this crappy clinic in my life!"

This time, Zhang Haibo did not give Zhang Wentao any face at all. In front of so many people, he directly spoke out his true feelings.

Zhang Wentao was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He pointed at Zhang Haibo and said angrily: "Shut up, you shut up!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room also started discussing it.

"This son is such a bad person. His father brought him here for medical treatment out of good intentions, but he actually started to criticize his father."

"This old man is just too kind. If I had talked to my dad like this, I would have broken two belts."

"It's like this when you have money. Many people I know are like this. They are rich and powerful. It seems that as long as they have money, whatever they say or do is right."

Although Zhang Haibo was very angry, he didn't dare to be too arrogant in front of his father.

Zhang Haibo suppressed his dissatisfaction and said, "Dad, don't say I don't give you face. I've been here to see that he is the one who can't speak properly."

"I have something else to do in the company, so I'll go back first."

After Zhang Haibo finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

Who would have thought that Zhang Wentao would change his previous amiable attitude and angrily yell at Zhang Haibo: "Stop right there, you bastard!"

After being yelled at by Zhang Wentao, Zhang Haibo subconsciously stood still.

Zhang Haibo said impatiently: "Dad, what else do you want from me?"

Zhang Wentao ignored Zhang Haibo and looked at Qin Jiang with an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm really sorry, Doctor Qin. My son has been a boss for many years and has a bad temper. Please don't bother with him."

"Doctor Qin, what disease do you think my son has?"

Qin Jiang said calmly: "I don't know. He spoke too loudly when he was on the phone just now, so I couldn't tell what disease he had."

"But considering his condition, you should go back and prepare for his funeral. He won't live much longer."

As soon as Qin Jiang said this, Zhang Haibo became angry.

"What are you talking about! Are you cursing me to death?"

"You all heard it. This doctor cursed me to death! I will file a complaint against you!"

Qin Jiang glanced at Zhang Haibo and said calmly, "I'm just stating a fact. Why are you so excited?"

"I'm warning you, this is my clinic. If you don't want to see a doctor, leave immediately and don't delay me from treating other patients."

Zhang Haibo just thought Qin Jiang was cursing him, but Zhang Wentao had watched Qin Jiang's live broadcast before, so he knew that Qin Jiang would never say such aimless words. His face changed drastically, and his hands were shaking a little.

"Doctor Qin, is everything you said true? My son...will not live long?"

Qin Jiang nodded.

"If you cultivate your moral character, you should be able to live for another two years."

"If I stay like this every day, I should be able to live for another half a year."

hiss!
After hearing what Qin Jiang said, not to mention Zhang Wentao, even the netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help but gasp.

"Oh my god, are you kidding me? Is it so accurate?"

"If any other doctor said this, I would definitely not believe it, but if it was Dr. Qin who said this, I think it's very reliable."

"So what disease did this man have? He looked quite healthy, so how come he only had such a short life?"

Netizens were confused, and Zhang Wentao was even more confused.

He asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor Qin, what is my son's disease? Can he... be cured?"

Zhang Haibo came over and said, "Dad, I think he is a charlatan. He just said that he couldn't tell what was wrong with me, and you actually believed him."

Snapped!
As soon as Zhang Haibo finished speaking, Zhang Wentao slapped him hard.

This slap stunned Zhang Haibo.

Because Zhang Wentao is a cultured person and he studied history, he has always emphasized teaching by example since he was a child and would never hit Zhang Haibo easily.

This is what Zhang Wentao is most proud of because he feels that his education is successful.

But at this moment, Zhang Wentao felt that his education was a failure.

He told Zhang Haibo more than once that no matter how important the work is, it should not be left until night time, but should be done during the day when one is in good spirits and has a clear mind.

But Zhang Haibo is not like that.

Like most young people, he would sleep all morning and then work until the early hours of the morning.

It seems like you are working very hard, but in fact all your efforts are in vain!

The same goes for eating, and my daily routine is also a mess!

I don’t have any hobbies or interests, and I don’t have a girlfriend. It seems like all my energy is focused on making money!

Meetings, meetings, and more meetings!
Zhang Wentao felt that he was in meetings every day, and these meetings were all very important. He had to go to a meeting immediately, even if he was in the middle of a meal or even in the middle of going to the toilet.

Zhang Wentao pointed at Zhang Haibo's nose and started cursing.

"Tell me yourself, since you graduated until now, what have you really listened to from me?"

"I told you not to smoke or drink, but you bought a lot of cigarettes and alcohol and stored them at home."

"I told you to go out for a walk in the morning, but you slept until the afternoon. Even the time I make lunch depends on when you wake up!"

"It's fine now. Go ahead and do it. Didn't you hear what the doctor said? You won't live much longer."

"You want me to send off the young with my old hair, so should I still be polite to you?"

"They say raising a son is a way to prepare for old age. Is this how you prepare for my old age? Huh? Are you my ancestor?"

Zhang Wentao started cursing and expressed all the resentment that had been in his heart for so many years.

(End of this chapter)