What is he saying?
Everyone who heard it wondered if there was something wrong with their ears.
But one or two people might have misheard; it's impossible that all netizens missed it.
I admire your courage; you wouldn't even dare to boast like that.
[Heart Disease: Do you think you're being polite?]
[Heart disease: Are you underestimating me?]
"It's not as good as saying that with you here, no one in the world will die..."
Qin Yiheng saw this last sentence.
He smiled dismissively: "If I were to take action, there would naturally be no lifespan that I couldn't get back, but it also depends on whether I'm willing to take action."
Publicly criticizing netizens is something that, if not unprecedented, is at least extremely rare.
The last person who said that is now buried under a two-meter-high grassy grave.
I've squandered all my remaining goodwill. Bragging is fine, but if you brag recklessly, they won't let you off the hook.
That's absolutely outrageous! Does the King of Hell even have to show you some respect? Speechless!
Am I the only one who feels this way? Of course, it would be really satisfying if I didn't get proven wrong.
[You talk a good game, but if you're so capable, go ahead and treat it. Let's see what you say if you can't cure it.]
[I can already foresee how the plot will unfold. If he can't cure the person, he'll definitely say it's because he doesn't want to. This guy's quite the smooth talker...]
If for a fleeting moment just now Dong Maoyu was genuinely worried that Qin Yiheng had a backup plan, now he was convinced that this man was nothing more than an arrogant and conceited madman.
No matter how skilled a doctor is, or how much they are known for their miraculous healing abilities, they cannot bring the dead back to life.
You don't even understand such a simple principle...
How ridiculous! How pathetic!
"Qin Yiheng, I know you've run out of options. So, just honestly admit that you're putting on a show. If everyone forgives you, you'll still have a good life in the future."
The way Dong Maoyu is addressed has become increasingly impolite.
At first, he was very polite and called me "Mr. Qin," but later he started using "you" and "you," and now he just calls me by my name.
But no one said he was impolite.
Firstly, she's of a certain age, and secondly, the online sentiment is overwhelmingly in her favor.
Many people in the live stream were sighing and lamenting that they had lost the vote, that they had misjudged Qin Yiheng, and that they wanted to buy a pill to undo their mistakes. Only a very few people were still supporting Qin Yiheng, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Qin Yiheng felt that there was no point in talking to them anymore; it was like a person arguing with a dog—the person could never win.
Only by subduing that dog!
He approached the first patient: “You’re right, his heart disease isn’t serious, but given his age and the long-term medication, it’s damaging his liver and lungs and affecting his kidney function. It’s fortunate that he’s lived past fifty.”
These words sent a chill down the young man's spine.
However, no one refuted Qin Yiheng's words.
[Emmm, that's true. No matter what kind of medicine it is, taking too much is bad.]
[I can testify that there is a family history of hereditary diseases in my family. My father has to take medication regularly. He's not even fifty yet, but his health is worse than someone in their sixties or seventies. I'm very worried.]
I have heart disease, so I'm afraid to run, jump, or get startled. The medication hasn't really helped much; living is just too exhausting.
Those who disagree slightly focus on other aspects.
What on earth is this? Is it a curse?
Regardless of who wins or loses, I'm forever blacklisting this guy surnamed Qin, ex.
That's way too blunt! Doesn't he realize the psychological trauma it might cause the patient?
Dong Maoyu had even more to say: "To learn medicine, one must first learn morality. Your morality is simply..."
"If I can cure him and help him live a long and peaceful life, that would be the greatest virtue!"
As he spoke, Qin Yiheng channeled his inner energy into his hands, and with a flick of his finger, imbued with the energy, he touched the patient's body. The man groaned, then closed his eyes and was helped to lie down on the bed by Qin Yiheng.
"The needle is here."
This was the only thing Qin Yiheng brought with him. Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan immediately handed it over and showed it to everyone. She hadn't tampered with the needle; even if she had, it wouldn't have been enough to kill his heart condition.
Qin Yiheng picked up the silver needle, infused it with the contents, and then inserted it into the patient's body.
While conventional treatments could cure Qin Yiheng, they would be too slow. Now, the competition is all about speed.
It's time to show off our real skills.
If I don't show you what I'm capable of, you won't know how many eyes the Horse King has.
[I'm dying to speak up! I can finally say something to the great hero! Open your eyes wide and look carefully, the title of "divine doctor" isn't just given lightly.]
Those who just insulted the miracle doctor, line up and kneel down to take your beating.
Those who support Qin Yiheng finally found an opportunity, but many were still unconvinced, and arguments broke out in the live chat.
These things wouldn't affect Qin Yiheng. After he finished the acupuncture and repaired the heart meridian, he woke the patient up.
"How are you feeling?" Dong Maoyu asked first.
"Take him for a checkup." Qin Yiheng handed the patient over to other doctors, then said coolly, "Don't the experts know that heart disease can sometimes be completely asymptomatic?"
If this had happened just now, and the patient had said he felt nothing, Dong Maoyu could have accused Qin Yiheng of showing off and bluffing.
But now that Qin Yiheng has gained the upper hand, Dong Maoyu appears to be very unprofessional.
The examination would take a while, so Qin Yiheng looked at the second patient.
"You were talking about heart bypass surgery. Let me ask you, how many can you bypass? Five? Eight? Ten? The human body only has so much space. Bypass surgery only lasts a few more years, and you still have to go through the pain of surgery. What if it fails?"
As Qin Yiheng spoke, he began acupuncture again.
Laymen can only see him inserting needles into patients, while only a few knowledgeable netizens are explaining it to everyone.
But the methods used by Daxueshan are different from those of ordinary people; netizens sometimes find them professional, and sometimes find them bizarre.
Netizens have begun to express differing opinions and waver, and the one-sided situation has improved somewhat.
Half an hour later, the needle was removed.
"Huh? I feel like I have some energy now?" The patient said this as soon as he woke up and moved around a bit.
Heart failure affects overall strength; once you feel energetic again, the effect is very noticeable.
The patient also found it hard to believe, walking back and forth, constantly muttering that he felt energetic, and dancing with joy.
"That's impossible! You only temporarily restored his strength with acupuncture!" Dong Maoyu shouted.
This possibility does exist, and the patient calmed down upon hearing this, with everyone observing the situation.
But just then, the doctor who had been accompanying the first patient for examination rushed back, holding various test reports. He was both anxious and excited, and it took him a while to speak coherently.
"It's amazing, truly amazing! He's completely cured of all his illnesses, not just heart disease, but all other ailments are undetectable in tests. He's no longer sick!"
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