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

"Director Zhao, the expert group has arrived." The head nurse stepped forward to greet them.

"This is Director Li from the Provincial People's Hospital, and there are several experts in neurology and psychiatry." Zhao Jianguo quickly introduced.

Director Li glanced at Lin Fan and frowned slightly: "Who is this?"

"This is the Chinese medicine expert we invited." Zhao Zhiqiang said with some lack of confidence.

"Traditional Chinese Medicine?" A young doctor scoffed. "This is clearly a mental illness. What use can Traditional Chinese Medicine be for?"

"Xiao Li, don't talk like that." Although Director Li stopped the young doctor, his tone was obviously disapproving.

The expert team began to examine the patient and the discussion became heated. Some said it was mass hysteria, some said it was an allergic reaction to the medicine, and some said it was poisoning symptoms caused by environmental pollution.

"I think a more detailed neurological examination should be done."

"No, this is more like a symptom of poisoning. The heavy metal content should be checked."

"It could also be a viral infection, and a virological test is needed."

Experts debated endlessly, each with their own theories, but none could produce conclusive evidence.

Just then, an old man in Tang suit walked in, followed by two young men.

"This is Chen Xuanji, a famous Feng Shui master in the provincial capital. We also invited him to come and take a look." Zhao Jianguo introduced.

As soon as Chen Xuanji entered the ward, he took out a compass, turned it around in the ward, and muttered to himself.

"As expected!" Chen Xuanji suddenly stopped. "There's something wrong with the feng shui here. The layout of the ward is a big mistake. Plus, the hospital itself is a place with heavy yin energy, which is why evil spirits have invaded."

"Master Chen, what should we do?" Zhao Jianguo asked anxiously.

"We need to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirits. It will take at least 49 days to completely resolve the problem." Chen Xuanji stroked his beard. "The cost isn't much, just 880,000."

Hearing this number, Zhao Jianguo's face turned a little ugly.

Lin Fan quietly observed all this from the side, a faint smile on his face. These people's behavior was like a farce.

"What are you laughing at?" The young doctor noticed Lin Fan's expression. "Do you think it's funny?"

"It's really funny." Lin Fan said bluntly.

"What do you mean?" Director Li frowned.

"A group of blind men groping in the dark, yet they think they've discovered the truth." Lin Fan walked towards the bed. "Let me take these patients' pulses."

"What can Chinese medicine detect by taking the pulse?" the young doctor said disdainfully. "Modern medical examination methods are much more reliable than your metaphysical methods."

Lin Fan ignored his sarcasm and placed his hand on the first patient's pulse.

The pulse was weak and chaotic, with an indescribable sense of strangeness. Lin Fan closed his eyes and carefully felt the beating of his pulse.

After a moment, he checked the pulse of several other patients and his brows gradually relaxed.

"Have you checked everything?" Zhao Jianguo asked. "Have you found anything?"

Lin Fan stood up and looked at everyone present. "These patients aren't suffering from mental illnesses, nor are they being invaded by evil spirits. They're just poisoned."

"Poisoned?" Director Li was stunned. "We did a toxicology test and found no poison."

"That's because you're checking in the wrong direction," Lin Fan said. "This is a very special plant toxin, originating from a certain poisonous mushroom."

"Poisonous mushrooms?" Zhao Zhiqiang asked doubtfully, "The hospital cafeteria can't possibly use poisonous mushrooms in their dishes."

"It's not ingested, but enters the body through other pathways," Lin Fan explained. "This toxin affects the nervous system, causing hallucinations and abnormal behavior."

Chen Xuanji sneered, "What nonsense! I think there's something wrong with the feng shui here. What do you, a young boy, know?"

"We'll know if it's nonsense or not by trying it." Lin Fan took out a silver needle from the medicine box.

"What are you doing?" Director Li stopped him. "The patient's condition is very unstable. We can't do anything rash."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Lin Fan had already started looking for acupuncture points on the patient.

The silver needles gleamed in Lin Fan's hands, his movements smooth and precise. The first needle was placed on the patient's temple, the second on the Ren Zhong point, and the third on the Bai Hui point.

"Stop!" the young doctor shouted. "You're playing with the patient's life!"

Lin Fan ignored him and continued his acupuncture treatment. As the needles penetrated the bed, the man gradually stopped mumbling to himself, and his eyes became clearer.

"This..." The doctors present were stunned.

Ten minutes later, Lin Fan removed the needle. The patient slowly opened his eyes and looked blankly at the people around him.

"Where am I?" The patient's voice was weak but completely normal.

"Mr. Wang, do you still remember your name?" the nurse asked excitedly.

"My name is Wang Jianhua, I'm 43 years old, and I'm here for gallstone surgery," the patient answered clearly. "What's wrong with me? It feels like I've had a very long nightmare."

The ward was completely silent as everyone watched in shock. The patient who had just been talking nonsense had now completely returned to normal.

"That's impossible!" the young doctor couldn't believe it. "How can a mental illness be cured so easily?"

"Because this isn't a mental illness." Lin Fan put away the silver needle. "I'll treat a few other patients, and you'll understand."

For the next half hour, Lin Fan performed acupuncture treatment on the other patients one by one. Each patient regained consciousness after the treatment. Although they were still a little weak physically, their mental state was completely normal.

Chen Xuanji's face turned ugly. He put away the compass and prepared to leave in dejection.

"Master Chen, didn't you say you wanted to perform a ritual?" Zhao Zhiqiang asked deliberately.

"Ahem, it seems the evil spirit here has dissipated. There's no need to perform rituals." Chen Xuanji left in a hurry, not even daring to mention the fee of 880,000.

Director Li and other experts looked at each other in surprise. The problem that they had tried every possible means with modern medicine but still couldn't solve was actually solved easily by a young Chinese medicine practitioner.

"Doctor Lin, are you sure this is mushroom poisoning?" Director Li asked humbly.

"I'm sure." Lin Fan nodded. "And I know what kind of mushroom it is. This kind of mushroom is called 'magic mushroom' in our area. It contains a special alkaloid that can affect the brain's neurotransmitters and cause hallucinations and delusions."

"But our toxicology tests..."

"Routine toxicology tests can't detect it; specialized equipment and reagents are required," Lin Fan explained. "Plus, this toxin metabolizes very quickly in the body. If it's not detected in the early stages of poisoning, it's difficult to detect."