Great Chinese Doctor

[Doctor Qin, can lovesickness be cured? The kind that is incurable! ]

Qin Qing's expression froze as well. She glanced at the bold and enlarged red words and rolled her eyes in an inelegant manner. She knew without even thinking who had sent it.

"Lovesickness? There's no cure. I suggest cremation, otherwise it's a waste of national resources."

【Pfft~】

[Hahahahahaha, second place brother, are you teasing the anchor? But she doesn't appreciate it! ]

[The water friend is seriously ill. I suggest that Dr. Qin send him to a mental hospital. He can be brainwashed thoroughly there and the medicine will definitely cure his illness.]

Jiang Yi's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "These little bastards, I'm talking to my wife, why did they jump out? I really want to block them all, all of them!"

Luo Hualing tried to suppress his laughter and advised, "Hey, don't be angry, don't be angry. To be honest, I never knew you had such a vivid side. In our college, you are a legend, the flower of the mountain, beautiful, noble, and unattainable. Do you know how those female classmates describe you in private?"

Jiang Yi looked at him coldly, wanting to see what bad things he could say.

"Your face is like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and your complexion is like the flowers in the early spring. Listen, listen. Although I recognize your appearance, I don't think you have a fresh and energetic temperament. However, judging from your performance just now, you really have that taste."

Jiang Yi kicked him in anger, but he dodged flexibly and raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't say that. It was a female classmate from our college who gave you that. It has nothing to do with me!"

After "Walking in the Garden" was offline, Qin Qing also quickly drank a sip of the red date and wolfberry soup she often made. She said, "The next fan is "Little One."

The connection was connected, and the "Little One" on the other side suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Uh--

[This isn't small, on the contrary, it's pretty big. ]

[This guy must be a fitness coach. His muscles, which represent strength, make me jealous.]

[Many girls don't like this kind of guy, they think he's good-looking but useless, and his muscles are hard, which is not good at all.]

[I don’t like it either. Every time I go to the gym, I stay as far away from the fitness trainers as possible. Their bodies are not good-looking at all.]

Before "Little One" had the chance to say hello and introduce himself, he saw unfriendly attacks from netizens. And it was obvious that the voices were from girls. He subconsciously touched the strong muscles on his body and doubted his life for the first time.

He asked timidly, "Doesn't it look good? I think it's cool!"

The barrage paused for a moment, and then began to scroll wildly.

Those who say it’s good-looking are generally male netizens; those who say it’s not good-looking are mostly female; finally, a small number expressed disinterest, but most of those who said this were also female.

As for the reason, it's really funny: the bigger the body, the smaller the place -

In fact, there is no basis for this matter at all.

The size of your reproductive organs is influenced by a variety of factors, including genetics, hormone levels, environmental influences during development, health status, age, and physiological changes.

In short, the genitals are not affected by body shape.

Back to the topic, Qin Qing did not answer "Little One"'s words, but looked at his expression carefully. This is probably an occupational disease!

"Do you want to see a doctor? Let me take a closer look at your complexion, eyes, and tongue."

"Little Guy" nodded, and immediately put his face close to the camera, rolled his eyelids, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Only after he heard Qin Qingye say "OK" did he sit up straight and look at Qin Qingye.

"How's the doctor? Can you tell what's wrong with me?"

Qin Qing also knew that the other party was testing her, but she didn't care. This was human nature. If there was no intention to test her, she would find it strange.

After all, people don't trust each other without reason. Even if Qin Qing has gained a lot of fame in the live broadcast field, people who don't trust you will still not trust you. Only when you have experienced trust personally will you respect the other person.

Qin Qing also pointed out bluntly, "I see that your complexion is dark, your eyes are dull, your skin is covered with acne, and your complexion, sleep, and mood are all not good - you are constipated, my friend."

"Little One"'s expression froze. He didn't want to see a doctor in the first place, he just wanted to test her to see if she had the ability to do so.

In the end, she actually saw through it, and she scratched her head in embarrassment.

He stammered and said awkwardly, "Doctor Qin, um, um, it's not that I want to see a doctor. I, I'm not sick, I just have a little constipation. I want you to help my mother. Sorry, I just want to test whether you can treat illnesses. I'm afraid that your fame is posed for photos."

Qin Qing also chuckled, "So that's how it is. Then can you cure your constipation? If you want to cure it, I'll prescribe some medicine for you."

Little One waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no, no, that's fine. I'll just take some medicine later. I won't bother you anymore."

What a joke, the host prescribed Chinese medicine, and he would be worse off than having constipation after drinking the bitter medicine soup!

Seeing his resistance, Qin Qing couldn't help but laugh, "As expected, Chinese medicine is also like this, and people change color when they hear about it. Since you don't want to take Chinese medicine, then tell me about your mother's illness!"

"Little Guy" immediately stood up, picked up his phone, and walked towards the bedroom. Before entering the room, he politely knocked on the door.

"Dad, can I come in? I found a great Chinese medicine doctor online and I want to see Mom."

"Come in!" An old and weak voice came, and "Little One" immediately pushed open the door.

At the first sight, an idiom suddenly appeared in the minds of netizens: skinny and bony.

There was a skinny paper man lying on a big bed.

She was about 50 years old. Although she was conscious, her eyes were unfocused, her hair was dry and yellow, her eyes were sunken, her cheekbones were prominent, and she was curled up in bed. She was extremely thin, and the bones were visible through her skin. She had no flesh on her body, and was only supported by a piece of skin. Her pelvis was like a basin, and she had no strength to fight, and drooling from the corners of her mouth.

At this time, the father of "Little One" was washing his wife's body. Her skin was scratchy and her neck was covered with bruises, which made her look particularly scary.

"Why did you get in?"

"Dad, I found a great Chinese medicine doctor on the Internet. I want her to check Mom's illness. Since Western medicine doesn't work, let's change our thinking and find a Chinese medicine doctor."

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Will it work?" He expressed deep doubt.

"You have to try it to know if it works."

Having said that, Little One immediately put the phone against his mother's face. Qin Qing also looked carefully and couldn't help but sigh.

"Life is great."

"How is it? What did you see? Son, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Your mother's illness..."

Before the dad finished speaking "Little One", a clear and cold voice came from the phone.

"Isn't it just pharyngeal muscle paralysis? It's not fatal."

Hearing this, the father and son looked at themselves, and then looked anxiously at "Little One", with eagerness and a hint of expectation in their eyes.

"That's great, Dr. Qin. Tell me what I should do. I'll do whatever you say."