193: Spleen bleeding

Seeing Gao Yang was intimidated and genuinely wanted to be cured, Qin Jiang pointed to the QR code on the table.

"Scan to pay, it's two thousand three in total."

Ding.

"[Host detected to be blunt with the patient, revealing the patient's hidden illness, greatly assisting the patient. Mission complete.]"

"[Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: Da Huang Mu Dan Pi Tang]"

Qin Jiang had originally thought that Gao Yang was out of money, especially since he had borrowed money from Wei Lan for seventy thousand yuan before.

He hadn't expected that when it came to treating his illness, he would pay so readily.

"Wait here, I'll go get your medicine."

Qin Jiang walked into the pharmacy, and a moment later, he brought out the medicine for Da Cheng Qi Tang, put it into a plastic bag, and handed it to Gao Yang.

"Decoct and take according to the doctor's orders. During the period of taking the medicine, it's best for you to rest at home and not run around outside."

Upon hearing Qin Jiang's words, Gao Yang looked troubled.

"Dr. Qin, my job requires me to run around; I have to go out and do sales, otherwise I won't have money to eat."

Qin Jiang didn't try to persuade him, merely stating calmly, "Suit yourself. In any case, for your illness, it's best not to overexert yourself, especially during treatment. Mental and physical strain will directly affect the absorption of the medicine."

"I've told you all these things. If something goes wrong later because you're running around every day, it's not my responsibility."

Gao Yang's expression immediately turned grim.

He couldn't say anything more.

How could he bargain with a doctor?

Holding the medicine prescribed by Qin Jiang, Gao Yang turned and left the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

He watched Gao Yang and Wei Lan leave.

Liu Yan couldn't help but say, "Dr. Qin, that man clearly got involved in a pyramid scheme. Why didn't you call the police?"

Qin Jiang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said calmly, "Would calling the police be useful? His one hundred fifty thousand yuan has already been invested. If I call the police, he might resent me and secretly retaliate later. What then?"

"Since his family and friends haven't taken care of him, why should I bother with this meddling?"

Qin Jiang's words sounded heartless, but in reality, they were all born of experience.

To cut off someone's financial path is like killing their parents.

Gao Yang was already deeply entrenched at this point; even Wei Lan couldn't persuade him. Qin Jiang was just a doctor he had met once. Could he possibly persuade him?

As the saying goes, good advice is hard to give to those who are doomed, and that's the same principle.

After listening, the netizens in the live stream all sighed in unison.

"Sigh, so these pyramid schemers really deserve to die. One hundred fifty thousand yuan could be someone's savings of over a decade, and it's all just scammed away like that."

"And those who sell health products and swindle money from the elderly, they're even more hateful! My grandma was scammed like that too; over a hundred thousand yuan of her pension was lost. Her family doesn't even dare to tell her the truth, afraid she won't be able to handle it."

"There's an old lady in our community who's like that too. She collected trash for several years, and all her money was scammed away. These people truly have no conscience!"

Similar incidents were too numerous, even the police couldn't handle them all, let alone Qin Jiang.

The only thing Qin Jiang could do was to do his job well, to treat his patients, and that was the greatest professionalism and help he could offer.

Just as Qin Jiang was thinking this, three teenagers in basketball uniforms walked in from outside.

Qin Jiang looked closely and saw that two of them were supporting the third, walking in.

The teenager in the middle had a pained expression, clearly indicating he was badly injured.

After having the teenager in the middle sit down first, Qin Jiang asked, "What happened to you?"

Little Fatty said, "I was hit by someone while playing basketball, and then I fell to the ground and ended up like this."

"Doctor, can you examine him? I have money; I can pay for the medical fees."

These three teenagers looked to be about eighteen years old, and since they were all wearing the same team jerseys, Qin Jiang knew their relationship must be very good.

"Let's do a registration first. What are your names, and which school are you from? One by one."

After some inquiry, Qin Jiang learned that among these three, Little Fatty was named Jiao En, and the teenager in the middle with the pained expression was named Yang Chui.

There was also a short boy who didn't talk much, named Liu Fei.

The three had originally arranged to play basketball together at a pick-up court. After all, they shared a common hobby, and they were all in the same class in high school, so playing basketball together was their happiest time.

Everything had been going smoothly initially, as this wasn't their first time playing together.

Who knew that a group of hooligans they had never seen before suddenly showed up at the pick-up court.

These young hooligans claimed to be streetball players, each dressed more flamboyantly than the last, swaying as they walked, and all of them had dyed hair.

Jiao En said, "Actually, at first we didn't want to play basketball with them. After all, they didn't look friendly at all, and it was clear they weren't there to play."

"But they insisted on playing with us, and even said that if we didn't play with them, they wouldn't let us leave, and they would beat us every time they saw us in the future."

"We had no choice but to play a game with them, but not only was their skill poor, they also had many dangerous moves, and their hands and feet were absolutely dirty!"

Under Jiao En's explanation, Qin Jiang understood.

Among these three, Yang Chui had the most volatile temper and the best physical conditioning.

Initially, Yang Chui didn't intend to bother with these people, as there were all sorts of characters in the world.

Some young hooligans just liked to stir up trouble and pick fights.

But Yang Chui really couldn't swallow his anger, so he went all out, directly using his height advantage to dunk repeatedly, forcefully suppressing the other party's arrogance.

However, these young hooligans were not to be trifled with either.

Seeing that they couldn't win by playing fair, they started tripping and shoving, trying to rely on such underhanded tactics to turn the score around.

As a result, the game wasn't even finished when Yang Chui was sent to the Hospital.

Yang Chui said with a pained expression, "Doctor, why don't you examine me first? I'm really in too much pain to bear it."

Seeing that Yang Chui was tearing up from the pain, Qin Jiang quickly said, "Don't rush. Put your hand on the pulse diagnosis pillow, and I'll check your pulse."

Seeing Qin Jiang remain so calm throughout, Yang Chui was almost going crazy.

He regretted not going to Western Medicine; he must have been out of his mind to come here for Chinese medicine.

"Little Fatty, let's go. You should quickly switch to a Western Hospital too."

Jiao En felt a bit embarrassed.

He was about to comfort Yang Chui when Qin Jiang spoke up, "This is splenic hemorrhage caused by external trauma. Logically, it's not a big problem."

"But the problem now is that the blood from your spleen has all flowed into your abdominal cavity. If it's not dealt with in time, more serious symptoms will definitely appear."

"Moreover, the mortality rate for this complication is very high, and the precious time for rescue is short."

"You need to consider this carefully."