200: Diligent student

After Shi Mu's explanation, the netizens in the live stream became aware of the seriousness of pancreatitis.

They all expressed that they would never dare to overeat again.

Soon, the surgery was over.

Because it was discovered in time, the surgery progressed smoothly, and the pancreas did not cause much damage to Jia Shan's body.

When Jia Shan woke up, all his followers had already run off and disappeared.

Qin Jiang looked at Jia Shan, who was lying on the Hospital bed, and said indifferently, "Your pancreatitis flared up just now, and it was an emergency, so I performed surgery on you."

"The surgery was very successful, but you will need to rest for a period of time. I have already contacted another Hospital."

Qin Jiang took out the QR code for payment and handed it to Jia Shan.

"The surgery fee plus medical expenses total one hundred eighty-eight thousand. Please pay."

Upon hearing it was one hundred eighty-eight thousand, Jia Shan immediately grinned and laughed.

"That number is quite auspicious. Thank you, Dr. Qin, I'll pay now."

Jia Shan picked up his phone and paid the one hundred eighty-eight thousand without batting an eye.

To show his gratitude to Qin Jiang, Jia Shan even rounded it up, directly giving two hundred thousand.

When the netizens in the live stream saw this scene, they all exclaimed.

"As expected of a Venerable, he's truly not short on money."

"Didn't you see all those followers behind him when he first arrived? He's probably raked in a lot over the years; he's already broken even."

"It reminds me of those masters in Xihang who receive a lot of incense money from their followers every year, and then the next year, everyone is driving a Mercedes. Truly amazing."

"Haven't you understood yet? Buddha does not save the poor."

Qin Jiang was not interested in whether Jia Shan was a Venerable or not; to Qin Jiang, he was just a patient.

He took twenty pills of Ganlu Disinfection Dan from the pharmacy and gave them to Jia Shan, instructing him to take one pill a day, then had the medical staff directly take him away.

Ding.

[Detected that the host spoke frankly to the patient, revealing the patient's hidden illness, which greatly helped the patient. Mission complete]

[Congratulations to the host for receiving the reward: Thirteen Ghost Needles]

Upon seeing the reward given by the system this time, Qin Jiang's eyes immediately widened.

It was actually the legendary Thirteen Ghost Needles!

This acupuncture technique is very famous.

Many people thought it was made up, but in reality, it genuinely exists.

This acupuncture technique is recorded in "Chinese Medicine: Acupuncture Chapter" and has miraculous effects on mania, madness, and epilepsy.

As the system poured the knowledge of the Thirteen Ghost Needles into Qin Jiang's mind.

Qin Jiang gradually mastered the usage of these thirteen needles.

Wonderful!

This is simply too exquisite!

It's much better than the effects advertised in those commercials now.

Seeing Qin Jiang so excited, Liu Yan asked curiously from the side, "Dr. Qin, what happened?"

Qin Jiang smiled brightly.

"Nothing, I just thought of something happy."

As soon as Qin Jiang finished speaking, a family of three walked in from outside.

Qin Jiang immediately perked up, looked at the three people who walked in, and asked with a smile.

"Three, who needs to see a doctor?"

The woman was very elegantly dressed, wearing a cheongsam and a wavy hairstyle, looking very much like a celebrity from movies and TV shows, and also like a young lady from an official family in the last century.

The woman looked to be in her early forties, but she was very well-maintained and elegant, so she looked similar to a woman in her early thirties.

She took out a cigarette case from her handbag and pointed to the girl beside her.

"Help my daughter see a doctor; she's been complaining of headaches recently."

Seeing that the woman wanted to smoke, Qin Jiang quickly stopped her.

"Madam, this is a Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, no smoking is allowed."

The woman frowned, somewhat displeased.

"I can go smoke outside, right?"

Qin Jiang shook his head.

"This is a Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, you can't smoke anywhere."

The man also began to persuade from the side.

"Keqing, this is a Hospital after all, try to smoke less. Listen to the doctor, it's good for your health."

While the man spoke, he took out the three people's ID cards and swiped them on the card reader.

Soon, the information of the three appeared on the computer screen.

The man was named Ou Zhenhua, a high school teacher.

The woman was named Yan Keqing, had no formal job, and was a full-time housewife.

And their daughter was named Ou Jiaojiao, currently also in high school, and she was even in a key city school.

After understanding the basic information of the three, Qin Jiang asked, "When did the headaches start, what kind of pain is it mainly, can you describe it?"

Ou Jiaojiao subconsciously looked at Yan Keqing.

Yan Keqing frowned.

"The doctor is asking you a question, why are you looking at me? Speak properly."

Ou Jiaojiao nodded somewhat nervously, then began to speak, "It seems like three days ago, one day after I finished my papers, I couldn't fall asleep no matter what, and my head hurt terribly."

"At first, I thought it was a cold and fever, so I took some medicine, but soon I found out it wasn't."

"I've had colds and fevers before; the feeling is completely different."

According to Ou Jiaojiao's description.

When she had a cold and fever before, her head ached with a throbbing pain.

But this time, it was a cutting pain like a small knife, though the pain was not as intense, but it would come like a stab from time to time, making it hard for her to sleep or concentrate on reading.

Qin Jiang frowned.

If it's a cutting pain like a small knife, then one must consider if there's a problem with the nervous system.

This is relatively troublesome.

After all, the nervous system's functional structure is quite complex, and a slight mistake could potentially affect some of the patient's basic functions.

"Put your hand here, I'll take your pulse."

Ou Jiaojiao obediently placed her hand there.

As soon as Qin Jiang took her pulse, he looked at Ou Jiaojiao with some surprise.

"You usually stay up late all the time?"

Ou Jiaojiao generously nodded in admission.

"It's not really staying up late, after evening self-study, I come back and do two more sets of test papers, usually I go to bed at 1:30 AM."

While Ou Jiaojiao said this, Qin Jiang observed the reactions of Ou Zhenhua and his wife.

He found that both husband and wife had no reaction, as if it was indeed not a big deal, and they had already gotten used to it.

Qin Jiang said in a deep voice, "1:30 AM is not staying up late? Then what time do you get up in the morning?"

"Five o'clock."

Ou Jiaojiao explained, "Because I also have to make breakfast and get ready in the morning, I get up at five o'clock, and by the time I'm done with all that, it's about 6:30 AM, and then I have half an hour to commute to school."

After hearing Ou Jiaojiao's words, Qin Jiang's expression became serious.

"So you only sleep four and a half hours a day?"

Yan Keqing added from the side, "Don't listen to her nonsense, she also takes a nap at noon, she can sleep for over an hour, so her daily sleep time is close to six hours, which is enough."

Although Ou Jiaojiao didn't speak, Qin Jiang could clearly sense her fatigue from her demeanor.