After ten years of cultivation, he finally achieved greatness in a single day. To break free from the shackles of his sect and find his long-awaited fiancée, he resolutely descended the mountain. U...
Wow, what a jerk this DMY is! Making such a big fuss, and all he thinks is a public apology after losing? He gets all the easy money, huh? So infuriating!
[I've maintained a neutral stance and haven't voted. To be fair, if Qin loses, all his previous miracle doctor treatments will be fake, and he'll definitely be blacklisted and imprisoned for fraud. But Dong only apologized, which is really unfair. The stakes for both sides are different, so I support him losing and leaving the medical field.]
At the very least, whoever loses should never be a doctor again. DMY wants to lose and go back to Beijing to continue making money in this shrewish world.
Suddenly, I don't have a good impression of Dong Maoyu...
There was a large screen in the room. After Jiang Yan connected and debugged the equipment, everyone could see the text posted by netizens immediately.
Dong Maoyu's face darkened, but he couldn't afford to lose face so soon.
"Mr. Qin is right. I didn't think it through. Okay, then let's agree on this. If I lose, I will retire from the medical field."
"I'm not asking you to bring it up, I'm telling you—get out!"
It took Qin Yiheng several seconds to finish saying the word "get lost".
The screen was flooded with "g...u...n...".
Dong Maoyu clenched his fist, trying his best to maintain his composure.
Arrogant!
This kid is way too arrogant.
He is in his fifties and has been practicing medicine for almost forty years. He has never seen such an arrogant and shameless person.
It seems that unless Qin Yiheng is thoroughly defeated, he won't know his true strength.
Dong Maoyu agreed to "get out" and couldn't wait to start the competition.
“Okay, you’re older, you go first.” Qin Yiheng pointed to the first patient.
[Hahaha, I can't stop laughing, everyone!]
[“You’re too old, Ah Wei, you should just die!”]
[How dare someone so rude be a miracle doctor? Didn't your mother teach you to respect the elderly and care for the young? Expert Dong says he has no academic qualifications; he's probably just a low-achiever!]
[Exactly! There are still so many people fawning over us; the world is going to the dogs!]
There are mindless trolls everywhere. If I didn't want to show you who'll get proven wrong, I should kick you all out.
This live stream was hard-won, so say whatever you want. They'll be too ashamed to complain later.
Keyboard warriors are truly everywhere...
The first patient was quite young and sat on the bed the whole time. You could tell he was very curious about the competition; his eyes were shining.
After examining him, Dong Maoyu asked him a few more questions.
“He has a family history of heart disease, but it’s not serious. Plus, he’s young and in good health. I’ll prescribe some medication for him to take home and he’ll be fine.”
As he spoke, Dong Maoyu scribbled on the paper, and fearing that everyone would not understand, he even wrote out the full name.
Judging from the ingredients and instructions of each medicine, they are very suitable for the symptoms.
[I'm also a medical student, and I wanted to learn through this live stream. I think Dr. Dong's use of medication is very bold, but it's also extremely effective.]
There's a medicine here developed by Expert Dong; it's expensive, but the effects are truly remarkable.
These are definitely the medications you should be taking...
After Dong Maoyu finished his demonstration, he was very satisfied with the netizens' comments, and then said to Qin Yiheng, "Then, Mr. Qin, please?"
"Go on, let's see how you treat this."
Upon hearing this, not only netizens, but also the doctors and patients present gasped in shock.
WTF?!
Wow, my god! Is this something you just learned on the spot?
[They know absolutely nothing; are they just waiting to plagiarize Expert Dong's work?]
[I've been a fan of streamer Jiang Yan for so long, bro, please don't drag our goddess Jiang Yan into your own mess, okay?]
Dong Maoyu thought so too, but even if Qin Yiheng eventually followed his example and made a diagnosis, everyone could see that it was Qin Yiheng himself who would be embarrassed.
Thinking this, Dong Maoyu just smiled and didn't say anything more, and started looking at the second patient.
The patient was an elderly man who appeared to be in good spirits, but he was leaning against the bed, looking weak all over. When Dong Maoyu went up to ask him what was wrong, his reply was barely audible.
Before even conducting the examination, Dong Maoyu said, "This patient likely suffers from heart failure and some complications. Medication is no longer very effective, and he should undergo stent surgery."
Then he checked and confirmed that his previous statement was completely correct.
[This is a true master, did you all see that?]
[I have to admit, they are indeed very experienced; they can tell what illness you have just by looking at you.]
[Is there any need to continue the competition? Expert Dong has already won, okay?]
[Oh my god, I voted for Qin, isn't this a huge loss? (swearing)]
[This isn't over yet! The comments section is full of people who know more than the experts!]
Qin Yiheng glanced at the comments, then asked Dong Maoyu, "Heart bypass surgery is the only option? Is there no other way?"
"No," Dong Maoyu said firmly. "Western medicine has advanced to the point that bypass surgery is very sophisticated, and its treatment effects are widely recognized. You haven't heard of it, have you?"
Dong Maoyu stared at Qin Yiheng with an expression that said, "You're completely ignorant," and said sarcastically, "Or do you have a way?"
Qin Yiheng didn't say anything more, but just sighed and let Dong Maoyu continue.
Still not giving up?
"Your ability to withstand pressure is quite good," Dong Maoyu scoffed.
The third patient was a woman who suffered from severe anemia for many years, resulting in insufficient blood supply to her heart.
Dong Maoyu said, "This patient is a bit special. She should first go to the hematology department to check the cause of her anemia, replenish her blood, and then treat her heart to increase the strength of her heart contractions and ensure adequate blood supply to all parts of her body..."
"Alright!"
Qin Yiheng suddenly interrupted, his tone suggesting he couldn't bear to listen anymore.
Why is he always so rude? He didn't even finish speaking.
[Why do you always resort to moral blackmail? If I could interrupt you, I wouldn't let you finish your nonsense.]
This isn't a speaking contest at all, okay? Can't you get that straight?
[Don't argue, listen to what he has to say.]
Dong Maoyu also stared intently, wanting to see what tricks Qin Yiheng had up his sleeve.
“Three patients are actually enough. None of them received the best treatment, so there’s no need for specialists to see the others.” Qin Yiheng shook his head. “In the long run, medicine will inevitably fail.”
"What do you mean?" Dong Maoyu raised his voice.
To say that someone who practically represents the pinnacle of medicine is destined to fail in the long run is to imply that all conventional diagnostic and treatment methods are useless, which would offend the entire medical community.
Qin Yiheng spoke clearly, each word striking a chord deep within people's hearts.
“I said, I can make them feel better right now.”