Live broadcast: I am an upright Chinese medicine practitioner, and all my patients died online

Chapter 137 Are you worried now?

After hearing that Ge Qiang wanted to continue, netizens in the live broadcast room expressed that they could not understand.

"This guy's face is pale with pain. Are you still going to continue?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I eat so much ice cream every day, so my resistance is strong."

"What is his mentality to eat so much ice cream every day? Is he impressing himself?"

Just when no one understood, Ge Qiang carefully tasted the ice cream in his hand, then frowned and said to the assistant standing aside:

"This matcha ice cream is sweet. Its first taste should be bitter and then gradually become sweet."

Ge Qiang said and handed the ice cream in his hand to the assistant.

"Go check the production records."

The female assistant took the ice cream from Ge Qiang's hand. She didn't mind that it was something he had eaten before, and actually took a bite too.

Qin Jiang and a group of netizens were shocked.

Does a company that makes food have no hygiene knowledge at all?

The people in this company gave Qin Jiang a feeling from top to bottom, as if they were performing for Reporter Wu and the audience in front of the camera.

Their boss leads by example and strives for excellence.

Their employees are also willing to make some personal sacrifices in pursuit of quality and taste.

Ge Qiang is still conducting professional analysis without stopping.

"Our matcha ice cream should be bitter in the mouth, and the bitterness should be dispelled at the touch of a finger, and it should have a sweet aftertaste, so that it can be called matcha."

Reporter Wu was very considerate. He kept nodding when Ge Qiang said this, as if he was impressed by Ge Qiang's professional analysis.

As soon as the assistant disposed of the ice cream, Ge Qiang took out another batch of ice cream and took a bite.

"This one is filled with chocolate. Let me try the chocolate in the middle, right?"

The assistant quickly explained: "Yes, this is chocolate extracted from rice."

As soon as the assistant said this, Qin Jiang, who was sitting and drinking tea, couldn't hold back.

Rice-derived chocolate?

So high-end?

Is your ice cream so powerful that it violates basic physical principles?
The assistant's words were very amateurish, but Ge Qiang didn't hear anything wrong at all. Instead, he nodded and took a bite seriously.

After this bite, Ge Qiang started his performance again.

I saw Ge Qiang frowning with a look of disgust on his face, looking around for the trash can.

Maybe he didn't find it, so he handed the ice cream to his assistant.

"Feed this chocolate to the pigs."

Reporter Wu showed shock at the right moment.

"Mr. Ge, are your product requirements so strict?"

Ge Qiang explained: "The taste and quality of ice cream have always been something we strictly control."

"We will never let substandard ice cream appear on consumers' shopping lists."

"Who made this ice cream? Check it out. All your performance will be deducted this year."

Ge Qiang's words sounded very powerful and domineering, and seemed to fit the image of a decisive entrepreneur.

But today’s netizens are not easy to fool.

At first glance, it was clear that Ge Qiang's show was for them.

Netizens in the live broadcast room said they couldn't stand it.

"What is this person's background? Why does he act so arrogantly?"

"No, can a person like this be a boss? Why do I feel like he is acting for us!"

"There is no doubt that he is just acting for us. Otherwise, who would he sell his ice cream for more than 60 yuan a piece?" "It can only be said that this boss is creating a character, and then there will always be people who like his character. people are willing to pay for his ice cream."

Ge Qiang also wanted to taste two more ice creams, and he had all his lines ready.

Who knew that at this moment, his stomach suddenly started to feel overwhelming pain!
Ge Qiang covered his stomach and fell to his knees with a plop, vomiting profusely.

As much ice cream as he had just eaten went in, and now he vomited out as much ice cream as possible.

The two assistants were very anxious when they saw this, and quickly stepped forward to help Ge Qiang.

"Boss, don't scare us!"

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Doctor, don't just watch, please save our boss!"

The two assistants hurriedly asked Qin Jiang for help.

But Qin Jiang was not panicking at all while holding the tea cup.

"Why are you so anxious? It's not a serious illness. There are so many ice creams on the table. Does your boss dare to sell these ice creams to consumers before they are finished?"

"I'm not in a hurry, I can wait for him to finish these ice creams slowly."

When Qin Jiang said this, the two assistants immediately became anxious.

There are still more than 20 sticks of ice cream left. What if I can't eat it until the Year of the Monkey?
Seeing Ge Qiang's face turned pale with pain, he was kneeling on the ground trembling.

The assistant quickly shouted to Qin Jiang: "You are a doctor, are you going to die without saving me?"

"If you don't save our boss, I will call you and complain!"

Qin Jiang spread his hands.

"Okay, complaints are welcome."

"But before you complain to me, I suggest you call 120 first and ask the nearest hospital to send an ambulance to take him away."

"His current condition is most likely due to gastric perforation. If not treated in time, it may be life-threatening."

As soon as Qin Jiang said this, the assistant was dumbfounded, and Ge Qiang was also frightened.

He tried his best to kowtow to Qin Jiang and admit his mistake.

"Doctor, I was an asshole before. I shouldn't have played these tricks. Please save me."

Qin Jiang sneered and said nothing.

Why did Ge Qiang bring so many ice creams to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic for an interview?
The reason is simple, he wants to ride on Qin Jiang's popularity.

Although Reporter Wu is also a professional reporter, the interview column he hosts is definitely not as popular as the Qin Jiang live broadcast room.

So Ge Qiang thought of a good way to get the best of both worlds, that is, go to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in Qinjiang to see a doctor, and put on a big show at the same time, so that most netizens can know that their company strictly controls the taste and quality of ice cream.

Once there is traffic, won’t the money come naturally?
Qin Jiang had actually seen through Ge Qiang's wishful thinking from the beginning, but he didn't say it out loud.

Because Qin Jiang took Ge Qiang's pulse, he knew what his body was like now.

If he eats ice cream the way he does, his condition will get worse quickly.

And things were exactly as Qin Jiang expected.

Qin Jiang pointed to the vomit on the ground.

"Don't worry, please clean up the floor first."

"If there was any dirt on this ground, I wouldn't treat his disease."

Upon hearing what Qin Jiang said, the two assistants didn't hesitate at all. They hurried out to buy paper and garbage bags, and cleaned up all the dirty things bit by bit with their hands.

After the dirty things on the ground were cleaned up, Qin Jiang agreed to take action.

At this time, Ge Qiang was already weak from pain, and his whole face looked extremely ugly.

Qin Jiang stretched out his fingers and tapped his chest a few times. Ge Qiang, who was in great pain just now, suddenly recovered.

(End of this chapter)