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

"Doctor Qin, I can feel it, I can feel my legs!"

Dongsheng was very excited.

You know, before, he either had no feeling in some parts of his legs, or felt pain in some parts.

But no matter which one it was, it showed that there was something wrong with his legs, and he could clearly feel that his legs were becoming more and more numb, as if they were turning into wood.

But now everything is different.

After Qin Jiang gave her acupuncture, Dongsheng could clearly feel that his blocked blood vessels became unblocked, his legs regained sensation, and the previous pain completely disappeared!
Dongsheng was very excited, and Li Ping, who was standing beside him, was also happy for him.

Dongsheng's reaction was within Qin Jiang's expectations. He was very confident in his medical skills.

When Qin Jiang inserted the last silver needle, the last meridian in Dongsheng's leg was also opened at this time.

After five years, Dongsheng finally felt the existence of his legs again!
"Stand up and move around a bit."

Hearing Qin Jiang say this, Dongsheng was a little hesitant.

"Doctor Qin, I still have silver needles stuck in my legs. Is that bad?"

Qin Jiang said calmly, "I just asked you to stand up and move around. I didn't ask you to lift your legs high or anything like that. Just be careful."

At this time, Qin Jiang mainly wanted to check Dongsheng's recovery degree.

Dongsheng took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and actually stood up!

When netizens in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they were all shocked by Qin Jiang's acupuncture.

"Is Dr. Qin's acupuncture so amazing? He pricked a leg that had no feeling for five years and he was able to stand up straight away?"

"Didn't you hear what Doctor Qin said before? The reason why he couldn't stand up was because his meridians were blocked. But now that Doctor Qin has helped him clear his meridians, they are naturally unblocked. This is feasible according to Chinese medicine theory."

"It's feasible in theory, but it doesn't mean it's feasible in practice. I can only say that Doctor Qin is too good. What kind of acupuncture method did he use just now? Did anyone of you write it down?"

"It's no use writing it down. Each acupuncture technique has its own unique theory. What's the point of just memorizing it? Not every patient's condition is the same."

"Hey, this is the problem with Chinese medicine. There are many different methods for different people. If you don't learn from a master, they will give you acupuncture right in front of you, and you won't know why they do it that way."

Under Qin Jiang's command, Dongsheng conducted a series of tests.

After making sure that Dongsheng's leg was completely healed, Qin Jiang pulled out the silver needles from his leg one by one.

Qin Jiang said to Dongsheng, "Your legs have been stiff for too long. It's a miracle that you can move freely now. Come to me once a week for acupuncture. In about half a year, your legs will be back to normal."

Dongsheng was happy at first when he learned that his leg could still be saved, but then his smile gradually disappeared.

"Doctor Qin, do I have to come for the injection every week? Can I do it once a month?"

Dongsheng actually wanted to ask if he could get the injection once every three months. After all, if it would cost several thousand yuan for one injection, he definitely could not afford it.

Qin Jiang glanced at him and said, "Are you worried about the money? You don't have to worry about that. I charged you so much before mainly because of the expensive diagnosis fee. Now that I know how to treat your leg, the subsequent treatment fees will naturally not be that expensive."

"One injection costs 120 yuan per time. Is it okay to come once a week?"

When Dongsheng and his friend heard Qin Jiang say that one acupuncture session only cost 120 yuan, they were immediately delighted.

In fact, if Dongsheng had not been poor, his leg would not have been so seriously damaged even if he had seen a Western doctor. He was just lucky to have found Qin Jiang before his leg was completely disabled, otherwise he would have had to undergo amputation.

When netizens in the live broadcast room saw the two people’s reactions, they couldn’t help but sigh.

"This is why Western medicine wants to suppress traditional Chinese medicine. One acupuncture session only costs 120 yuan. Compared with the cost of Western medicine and surgery, this price is really too cheap."

"Yes, I have a friend who had ear problems before. He went to many hospitals but none of them could cure him. He spent a lot of money on various tests and treatments. Finally, someone recommended him to an old Chinese doctor. He spent a total of 40 yuan and his ear was cured."

"The problem now is not that people are unwilling to see a Chinese doctor, but that people can't find a good Chinese doctor. I feel that many Chinese doctors nowadays are not very capable, and their effects are not as good as those of Western medicine. Otherwise, who would be unwilling to see a Chinese doctor?"

Every time after seeing Qin Jiang cure patients with his miraculous traditional Chinese medicine methods, netizens in the live broadcast room felt very complicated.

Firstly, they have a sense of pride. After all, Chinese medicine is the quintessence of our country. Being able to cure patients with Chinese medicine shows that Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine.

Secondly, they were also very sorry.

Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners like Qin Jiang are rare even in China.

It’s really rare.

If most Chinese medicine practitioners could be half as good as Qin Jiang, Chinese medicine clinics in the country would not have fallen into such a state.

After Dongsheng and the other man left, Liu Yan asked curiously, "Doctor Qin, have you ever thought about taking in an apprentice?"

Qin Jiang was stunned for a moment.

"Take in a disciple? Why?"

Liu Yan said seriously: "Of course, I want to pass on my skills."

"You see, there are fewer and fewer good Chinese medicine practitioners in our country. In fact, there are quite a few young people who are willing to learn Chinese medicine, but they have never been able to find a way or a good master."

"So if you, Doctor Qin, are willing to accept apprentices, I think there will definitely be a lot of people willing to learn from you. Then won't your skills be passed down?"

Qin Jiang smiled and shook his head and said, "Taking on a disciple is not that simple."

"Most people nowadays learn skills for money, but how many people learn skills for the sake of inheritance?"

"In the past, when a master accepted a disciple, it was just like accepting a son. He really treated the disciple as his own son."

"Do you think people today can still serve their teachers as they would their fathers?"

Qin Jiang's question stunned Liu Yan.

Master, a very old word.

In the past, a master was like a father to his disciples, or even older than a father.

Only in this way will the master's words be effective, will the master teach you everything he knows without keeping anything to himself, and will he be able to restrain yourself.

But now, how many people can do this?

It is indeed as Qin Jiang said, most people learn skills just to make money, and the so-called master-disciple relationship has long disappeared. (End of this chapter)