41: I think you have a brain problem now.

"I already said I'm not sick, so why are you still taking my pulse? You, Young man, are really wasting time."

Despite his words, the Old man still placed his hand on the pulse pillow.

As soon as Qin Jiang's hand touched it, he immediately felt something strange.

This Old man looks quite robust, but why is every single one of his internal organs not right?

Seeing that Qin Jiang didn't speak, the Old man proudly asked, "How about it, Young man, am I not very healthy?"

Qin Jiang glanced at the Old man and said in a deep voice, "Old man, you have kidney deficiency."

"Nonsense!"

The Old man was immediately enraged.

"I am a martial artist, how could I have kidney deficiency?"

"Young man, your medical skills are poor at such a young age. Where are your elders? Call your elders out!"

The Old man was clearly provoked and insisted on Qin Jiang calling out his elders.

Seeing the Old man so agitated, Qin Jiang quickly tried to calm him down: "Old man, you're already at this age, kidney deficiency is very normal, it would be strange if you didn't have it."

"I just said it, don't get so excited."

The Old lady beside him also patted the Old man's shoulder.

"The Young man is right, you're already at this age, why are you so sensitive?"

"Whether you're deficient or not, don't I know it clearly?"

As soon as the Old lady said this, the Old man's old face immediately turned red.

The Old man obviously wanted to say something to salvage his dignity, but the Old lady knew him inside and out. The Old man struggled for a moment, but eventually gave up.

"Deficient is deficient, I'm already old, it's not like I'll use it anyway. But when I was young..."

Before the Old man could finish speaking, the Old lady interrupted him with a look of disdain: "You weren't much when you were young either."

At this, the Old man completely lost his composure, his old face turning ashen.

"Old man, your heart also has some problems, right? Do you often experience chest pain?"

The Old man kept a straight face and didn't speak.

"Old man, your lungs aren't very good either, are they? Do you often cough up phlegm recently, and cough at night too?"

"How come your liver also has problems? Your skin is sallow, this is a precursor to jaundice."

Qin Jiang felt the Old man's pulse and listed all of his ailments.

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately found it amusing.

"It's over, the more I listen, the colder it gets. After Dr. Qin's diagnosis, none of the Old man's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, or kidneys are good."

"I'm dying of laughter, this Old man might as well check Baidu, maybe his condition wouldn't seem so serious there."

"But I think the Old man looks quite robust, don't you? Look at his sitting posture, his back is straight. Didn't he just say he was a martial artist?"

With each sentence Qin Jiang spoke, the Old man's expression grew uglier.

Yet, the Old lady beside him kept nodding.

"Yes, yes, Little Doctor, you're right, it's truly amazing! How did you know about my Old man's symptoms?"

Qin Jiang was a bit speechless.

How else would I know? Of course, I found it out by taking his pulse.

It's just that the Old man is old, so it's normal for his internal organs to have some problems.

But what Qin Jiang was most concerned about was another area.

Qin Jiang looked at the Old man and asked seriously, "Old man, is there something wrong with your leg?"

Before, Qin Jiang had mentioned so many of his problems, but the Old man had endured it and remained silent.

But now, as soon as his leg was mentioned, he immediately jumped up, startling Qin Jiang.

"You brat, I've tolerated you for too long!"

"Your medical skills are poor, and you're spouting nonsense here. It's one thing to say I'm not good at other things, but you dare say my leg isn't good? Are you not putting my Jin City's number one Iron Leg in your eyes?"

Goodness, did he hit the Old man's sore spot?

Qin Jiang quickly waved his hand to appease him: "Old man, I didn't mean that. I just took your pulse and saw that your leg does have some problems..."

"Good! It seems if I don't show some real skill today, you won't admit your mistake!"

The Old man said, then began to pace around the courtyard.

Qin Jiang was a bit confused.

What's wrong with this Old man? Why is he starting to show off his talents?

Soon, the Old man arrived in front of a large iron pillar.

This large iron pillar had been in the medical clinic for a long time.

Originally, the community intended to place some fitness equipment in this courtyard to facilitate patients in the clinic who needed rehabilitation.

Who knew that just after erecting one iron pillar, the community changed its mind, saying the clinic courtyard was too small, and they moved it outside.

Originally, this iron pillar stood alone in the corner of the courtyard, bothering no one, and it was fine there, not getting in the way.

But the Old man walked up to the iron pillar, even reaching out to touch it, and immediately nodded with satisfaction.

"This pillar is good, it's worthy of my Jin City's number one Iron Leg."

The Old man tapped it with his hand, and a crisp metallic sound came from the iron pillar.

That's right, this iron pillar was hollow.

But its hardness was also there; it was simply not something an ordinary person could challenge.

However, the Old man didn't put this iron pillar in his eyes at all. He raised his right leg, eager to try.

Seeing this, Qin Jiang quickly went to stop him.

"Old man, what are you doing? You're not going to kick it, are you?"

The Old man raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't you say my leg had problems? I'll prove to you right now that my leg has no problems!"

Qin Jiang said, "Old man, even if your leg has no problems, you shouldn't prove it this way."

"If you prove it like this, I'll only think there's something wrong with your brain too."

The Old man: ...

The Old man's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Young man, you are very disrespectful to elders."

The Old lady also walked over at this time, pulled Qin Jiang aside, and whispered, "Little Doctor, you don't have to worry. My Old man is a martial arts fanatic; he's been training his legs for over forty years, and he has real skill."

"My Old man has kicked dozens of iron pillars like this one."

Seeing the Old lady say this with a proud expression, Qin Jiang's eyes immediately widened.

"Old lady, you're not joking with me, are you? This thickness of iron pillar, the Old man kicked dozens of them down?"

"Is he Ultraman Seven or Ultraman Tiga?"

"With this thickness, even if Bruce Lee came, he'd break his leg!"

Qin Jiang only thought the Old lady was bragging, and still stopped the Old man from kicking.

"Old man, you're already at this age, you really can't do such dangerous things."

"If something bad happened to you in my medical clinic, then I wouldn't be able to explain it clearly."

The Old man snorted coldly and directly raised his right leg.

"Young man, I advise you to step aside."

"This kick of mine, forty years of skill, can you block it?"

Seeing this, the Old lady quickly pulled Qin Jiang aside, lest he be accidentally injured.

It was at this moment that the Old man let out a loud shout, and with a fierce whip kick, he heavily struck the iron pillar.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal striking echoed throughout the entire medical clinic.

The Old man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

Qin Jiang was dumbfounded.

Is this Old man serious?