I am the Holy Poisoner, the Empress advised me to calm down

The whispers in the hall became louder and louder, and many people looked back and forth between Ye Tian and Wang Dingguo.

"Is this guy really the master of Divine Doctor Wang?"

"She looks too young, how could she possibly..."

"Maybe he's a swindler, trying to use Doctor Wang's name to defraud people."

Doubts continued to rise, and Ye Tian stood there expressionless, as if these voices had nothing to do with him. Liu Ying clenched her fists nervously, wanting to defend Ye Tian, ​​but he gently shook his head to stop her.

At this moment, the sound of steady footsteps echoed in the crowd. Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a Mao suit walking quickly towards them. It was Wang Dingguo.

He walked straight to Ye Tian, ​​without any hesitation, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"Disciple Wang Dingguo, I pay my respects to Master!"

The entire hall fell silent, their eyes wide open, staring at the scene before them in disbelief. Wang Dingguo's status in the Jiangnan medical community was obvious to all. Someone who could make him perform such a respectful master-disciple ceremony was definitely not an ordinary person.

Wang Dingguo stood up and turned to the crowd: "Everyone, my master Ye Tian's medical skills are far superior to mine. If I have offended you just now, please forgive me."

There was a commotion among the crowd, and the questioning voices disappeared instantly. However, many people still looked suspicious, after all, Ye Tian looked too young.

"Doctor Wang, is your master really as powerful as you say?" someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask.

Wang Dingguo was about to answer, but Ye Tian waved his hand: "I don't need to prove anything to anyone."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Liu Ying hurried to catch up, but heard an old voice behind him:

"and many more."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people slowly entering the hall. Leading the group was an elderly man in a wheelchair. Although his face was haggard, his eyes were still sharp. A middle-aged man was pushing the wheelchair, followed by several people who looked like bodyguards.

"Mr. Lin!"

"Mr. Lin from the Lin Group is here!"

"Mr. Lin is in poor health and hasn't made a public appearance in a long time!"

Exclamations echoed through the crowd, and everyone stood up and respectfully saluted the old man. The Lin Group's status in Jiangnan was comparable to that of the Liu family, and Old Man Lin was a legendary figure in the business world. However, his health had deteriorated in recent years, and he rarely appeared in public.

Ye Tian glanced back at Old Man Lin, his brows furrowed slightly. He could clearly see that there was an evil spirit lingering in the old man's body. He must have been poisoned many years ago. Although he had been treated, the toxins had not been completely eliminated, causing his health to fluctuate.

Old Master Lin was pushed to the front of the crowd, and his wise eyes looked at Ye Tian: "Are you the one who cured Brother Liu's leg disease?"

"It's me." Ye Tian answered calmly.

"Good, good!" Old Master Lin said twice in a row. "I've also heard a little about Brother Liu's leg disease. It's truly remarkable that you can cure such a stubborn disease."

In the crowd, the portly owner of the medicinal herbs business suddenly stood up with a provocative smile on his face. "Mr. Lin, you've arrived just in time. Since this young man claims to be a miracle doctor, why not let him take a look at you? We all know your physical condition. If he can truly cure you, we'll naturally be convinced."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings immediately echoed. Obviously, many people still had doubts about Ye Tian's medical skills.

Liu Ying's face changed, and she was about to speak, but Ye Tian spoke first: "I can indeed cure his illness."

A hint of pride flashed in the fat boss's eyes: "That's great! However, curing illnesses and saving lives is a big deal, so you have to be a little sincere, right?"

"What do you want?" Ye Tian narrowed his eyes.

The fat boss patted his chest in a pretentious manner and said, "I have a thousand-year-old ginseng in my hand, which is priceless. If you can cure Mr. Lin's illness, I will give it to you. But..."

He suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming sinister: "If I can't cure it, or even make it worse, you'll have to pay with your life! Do you dare to accept this challenge?"

Everyone around gasped. The stakes were too high. Millennium ginseng was incredibly valuable, but failure would cost lives.

Liu Ying hurriedly grabbed Ye Tian's sleeve: "Ye Tian, ​​don't agree to him! This person obviously wants to harm you!"

Ye Tian patted the back of her hand gently, motioning her to rest assured, then looked at the fat boss: "Okay, I promise you."

A subtle glint of cunning flashed across the fat boss's eyes, but on the surface he pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring. "Great! Truly a man of skill and courage! Everyone heard it; he agreed to it himself!"

Old Master Lin frowned: "Is this... too much?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin," the fat boss said with a smile. "If this young man is really capable, wouldn't it be a win-win situation? You recover your health, and he gets the thousand-year-old ginseng. Everyone will be happy."

As he said this, he turned to the assistant behind him and said, "Go and get that thousand-year-old ginseng!"

After a while, the assistant came over with an exquisite wooden box. When the box was opened, a ginseng with a unique shape lay inside. The ginseng was full and the roots were intact. A faint medicinal fragrance filled the air.

"This is the thousand-year-old ginseng I've treasured for years!" the fat boss said proudly. "Everyone, take a look. It's absolutely a genuine treasure!"

The onlookers nodded in praise, saying it was indeed a rare treasure.

Wang Dingguo walked to Ye Tian and whispered, "Master, do you want me to take Mr. Lin's pulse first?"

Ye Tian shook his head: "No need."

He walked up to Mr. Lin, carefully observed the old man's complexion and mental state, and then said, "Old man, do you often feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, weakness in your limbs, and these symptoms are sometimes better and sometimes worse?"

Mr. Lin nodded. "That's right. I've seen many doctors, and they all said it was due to old age and declining physical functions."

"It's not decline." Ye Tian said affirmatively, "There is poison in your body."

As soon as these words came out, there was discussion again.

"Poison? What kind of poison?"

"How could Mr. Lin be poisoned?"

"Is this kid talking nonsense?"

Mr. Lin also showed a puzzled expression: "Poisoned? How is this possible?"

Ye Tian said calmly, "It should have been more than 20 years ago. You were poisoned by a chronic poison. Although you were treated at the time and saved your life, the toxin was not completely eliminated and has been lurking in your body, corroding your body."

Mr. Lin's expression changed drastically, and he asked in a trembling voice, "How...how do you know this?"

"I can see it." Ye Tian pointed at the old man's eyes, "The whites of your eyes are slightly blue, and there are dark purple spots on your tongue. These are all signs of poison in your body. And judging from your complexion, this poison has penetrated into your bone marrow. If it is not removed, I am afraid..."

He didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.