11: Special medicinal materials

"It shouldn't just be on your neck, right? Take off your jacket and let me see."

Zheng Chunmei looked a bit embarrassed.

Because at this moment, she also noticed that it was being live-streamed.

Liu Yan quickly said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, we will pixelate the entire broadcast to protect your privacy."

Hearing Liu Yan say this, Zheng Chunmei reluctantly took off her jacket.

Even though they were mentally prepared, everyone was still shocked by what was underneath the jacket!

Armpits, chest, belly!

Every visible area was covered in these shingles!

The fans in the live stream also felt their scalps tingle.

"I'm a bit impressed by her now. Even like this, she dares to run around. Awesome!"

"Oh my god, what kind of disease does she have? This looks too terrifying!"

"It feels like a skin disease, but general skin diseases rarely infect the whole body."

"Let's see what Streamer says. He's a professional."

After such a long period of live streaming, the fans had acknowledged Qin Jiang's skill.

There was definitely no problem with his medical skills in the live stream, but his character... it really wasn't that great.

Seeing Zheng Chunmei's symptoms, Qin Jiang already had an idea.

But to be absolutely sure, he still needed to take her pulse.

Qin Jiang took out a plastic film, laid three layers on the pulse pillow, and then put on a medical glove himself.

As steady as an old dog!

"Miss Zheng, please put your hand here."

Zheng Chunmei hummed in acknowledgment and quickly complied.

But she was muttering to herself.

Taking a pulse with such thick gloves, could it really be accurate?

As soon as Zheng Chunmei had this thought, Qin Jiang began to ask questions.

"Miss Zheng, do you like small animals very much?"

Zheng Chunmei shook her head.

"I've never liked small animals, especially the furry kind. I think they're very dirty."

"So, you don't have cats at home, and you haven't been in contact with cats recently?"

Zheng Chunmei nodded with great certainty.

"I don't like cats or dogs. Every time I encounter them, I stay far away. I never get close."

Qin Jiang said in a low voice, "That's strange then."

Zheng Chunmei's heart sank.

Sure enough, even if a young Chinese medicine doctor had some ability, their skill was limited.

"Miss Zheng, stick out your tongue, let me see."

Zheng Chunmei stuck out her tongue, and a complex smell entered Qin Jiang's nose, almost making him faint.

However, it was precisely this smell that made Qin Jiang understand how Zheng Chunmei had contracted this disease.

"Your illness is actually easy to treat, but your eating habits need to change, otherwise, trouble comes from the mouth."

Zheng Chunmei looked bewildered: "Doctor, what do you mean? I don't understand."

Qin Jiang sighed: "You like to drink coffee, right?"

Zheng Chunmei nodded.

"Yes, I like it. Several cups a day."

"What flavor do you like to drink?"

Zheng Chunmei immediately showed an embarrassed expression: "La... more latte."

Qin Jiang sneered: "Latte? Are you sure it's not civet coffee?"

Zheng Chunmei looked at Qin Jiang with a shocked expression.

"You! How did you know!"

The bullet comments in the live stream immediately became lively.

"Brothers, what is civet coffee? It's not what I'm thinking, is it?"

"Upstairs, it's exactly what you're thinking."

"Oh my god, several cups of civet coffee a day, how does she drink that?"

"I've learned something new. There are actually people willing to pay to eat poop!"

Few people in the live stream knew about civet coffee, but Qin Jiang was quite familiar with the stuff.

The production method of civet coffee involves wild civets selecting coffee berries from coffee trees as food.

Then, the coffee berries pass through the wild civet's digestive system, mixed with feces, and are excreted intact.

Afterward, specialized individuals pick out the coffee beans from the civet feces, grind them into powder, and brew them into coffee, which is said to have a unique and captivating aroma.

Whether that stuff tasted good or not, Qin Jiang didn't know.

But for him to eat poop, that would never happen in this lifetime.

Seeing that Qin Jiang could describe her dietary preferences so clearly, Zheng Chunmei quickly asked, "No, Doctor, what does my illness have to do with my liking to drink civet coffee?"

"What does it have to do with it?"

Qin Jiang said bluntly, "Your illness is a typical toxoplasmosis infection."

"Animals like cats have toxoplasma in their feces, and the only mode of transmission for toxoplasma is fecal-oral transmission."

"In other words, the civet coffee you drink contains toxoplasma, and of course, it must also contain cat feces."

The fans in the live stream all burst into laughter.

"It's over, she drank the authentic stuff!"

"This old sister-in-law clearly looks like a sophisticated person, she likes to drink the original flavor."

"The original soup for the original food, it tastes excellent!"

"I've raised cats for so many years and never got infected, I didn't expect her to be so lucky. Whose subordinate is this, after all?"

Zheng Chunmei was extremely embarrassed.

She hadn't expected that her illness would be related to her preferences.

No wonder she always felt a strange taste every time she drank civet coffee.

It turned out that the coffee shop hadn't cleaned the coffee beans properly at all!

"Then Doctor, my illness..."

Qin Jiang stood up and said, "I happen to have medicine that can help you deworm. You sit here and don't move, I'll go make you some medicine."

According to the formula given by the system, after Qin Jiang selected and prepared the medicinal materials, he took the pot and placed it on the stove, directly lighting the fire to boil it.

Zheng Chunmei was patient enough, enduring the burning pain on her body and waiting for half an hour.

"Here comes the medicine soup."

As Zheng Chunmei waited expectantly, Qin Jiang poured a bowl of steaming medicine soup into a bowl.

"Doctor, will my illness be cured as long as I drink this bowl of medicine soup?"

Qin Jiang shook his head: "This bowl of medicine soup can only expel the toxoplasma from your body, but you currently have inflammation everywhere, so you still need to eat things that clear heat and reduce fire."

"Moreover, ordinary medicinal materials won't achieve the effect; special medicinal materials must be used."

Special medicinal materials?

Qin Jiang made a gesture, signaling Zheng Chunmei to follow him.

The photography team naturally wouldn't miss this good opportunity and immediately followed suit.

However, as they walked, they realized something was wrong.

"Why is it getting smellier and smellier!"

"We're here, it's this place."

Zheng Chunmei looked up, her face filled with shock.

"La... Latrine?"

Qin Jiang nodded seriously: "The special medicinal materials I mentioned are in this latrine."

"You can go in and get them yourself. There are white ropes hanging on the wall; just pull one out."

For the sake of her illness, Zheng Chunmei steeled herself and walked in.

A moment later, she came out holding a filthy bamboo tube in her hand, leaning against the wall and vomiting profusely.

Qin Jiang nodded with satisfaction.

Vomiting is also detoxifying, which is good.