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

"Wait!" Chen Jianhua stopped him, "Won't it make people more suspicious if you leave like this?"

"Just doubt it, what does it have to do with me?" Lin Bei said without even turning his head.

"Master!" Wang Dingguo hurriedly chased after him, "Don't go, I believe in you!"

Lin Bei stopped and looked at Wang Dingguo: "If even they don't believe it, what's the point of you believing it alone?"

"Master, I know your medical skills best, there will definitely be no problem!" Wang Dingguo said firmly.

"Since you trust your master so much, then let him prove it." He Zhiqiang provoked, "It's not a difficult task."

Wang Dingguo glared at He Zhiqiang: "Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers at my master?"

"Doctor Wang, please calm down," Chen Jianhua said, smoothing things over. "We're also concerned about the patient's safety. Medicine is a rigorous science and we can't tolerate any chance of success."

"What rigorous science?" Wang Dingguo sneered. "You Western doctors can't even understand my master's prescriptions, and you still dare to point fingers here?"

"Doctor Wang, you're wrong." Chen Jianhua's face turned grim. "Modern medicine has a complete theoretical system and testing standards. How can some metaphysical theory compare to that?"

"Metaphysics?" Wang Dingguo trembled with anger. "Traditional Chinese Medicine has been passed down for thousands of years and has saved countless lives, and you actually call it metaphysics?"

"I am not denying traditional Chinese medicine, but it must also be scientific and cannot be mysterious," said Chen Jianhua.

"Master, please say something!" Wang Dingguo turned to Lin Bei, "Let these people see what real medical skills are!"

Lin Bei looked at the people present. Most of them had suspicious eyes. Only Liu Ying and Wang Dingguo still believed him.

"Do you really want to see my medical skills?" Lin Bei asked indifferently.

"Of course!" He Zhiqiang said excitedly.

"Okay then." Lin Bei pointed at Chen Jianhua, "Didn't you say modern medicine is amazing? Let me give you a question."

"What's the topic?" Chen Jianhua frowned.

"Your hospital must have some difficult and complicated diseases that can't be cured. Pick the most serious one and I'll treat it," Lin Bei said. "If I can cure it, you are not allowed to question me again. If I can't, I will apologize publicly and admit that I am a liar."

Chen Jianhua was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Bei to take the initiative to propose such a challenge.

"This..." He hesitated.

"Why, you don't dare?" Lin Bei sneered, "Weren't you very confident just now?"

"It's not that I don't dare, it's... it's against regulations," Chen Jianhua said, making an excuse. "We can't treat patients' treatment as a joke."

"Then why didn't you say it was a joke when you questioned me just now?" Lin Bei asked back.

Chen Jianhua was speechless after being asked this question.

"I think we can give it a try." Lin Tianhua suddenly said, "If there really is a patient who needs help, why not give it a try?"

"Grandpa Lin, this is too risky," Dr. Li advised.

"Taking a risk?" Lin Bei sneered, "Those patients already had terminal illnesses. If you can't even cure them, what do you have to lose?"

This made the doctors present very embarrassed.

"In that case, I agree." Chen Jianhua gritted his teeth and said, "But I have one condition. I must obtain the consent of the patient and his family."

"Of course." Lin Bei nodded.

"Well, let's go to the ICU." Chen Jianhua said, "There is a patient there who has been in a coma for three months.

As everyone was discussing, the sound of a wheelchair rolling could be heard outside the hall. Everyone looked towards the door at the same time, only to see an elderly man with white hair and beard sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed slowly into the hall.

"Mr. Lin!"

Everyone present stood up, even those who had just been sneering at the male protagonist put away the scorn on their faces and saluted the old man respectfully.

The Lin Group is a local family on par with the Liu family, and Mr. Lin is a legendary figure in the business world. However, his health has been declining over the years, and he rarely appears in public.

"Everyone, please don't be so polite." Mr. Lin waved his hand. Although his voice was not loud, it still revealed the majesty of his former business dominance. His eyes swept through the crowd and finally landed on the male protagonist.

The hero took one look and frowned. Mr. Lin's complexion was sallow, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy, and his pulse was weak with a hint of an unusual heat. Clearly, he had residual toxins in his system, which was causing his fluctuating health.

"Why is Mr. Lin here too?" Mr. Liu was a little surprised.

"I heard that there is a miracle doctor here, and I want to come and see him." Old Master Lin smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile.

The middle-aged man who was doing the medicinal materials business rolled his eyes and suddenly said loudly, "Since Mr. Lin is here, that's perfect!" He pointed at the male protagonist and said, "This young man just said he's a miracle doctor. Why don't we let him check on Mr. Lin? Everyone knows that even the experts in the provincial capital are helpless against Mr. Lin's illness. If he can really cure him..."

"What if it can't be cured?" someone asked.

"If he can't cure it, then that proves he's a liar!" The middle-aged man sneered. "I, Wang, have been working in the medicinal materials industry for thirty years, and what I hate most is people who swindle and cheat!"

The male protagonist was about to return to his room, but he stopped when he heard this. He turned around and glanced at Mr. Wang and said calmly, "You want me to treat you?"

"Of course!" Wang said proudly, "Didn't you say you're a miracle doctor? Then prove it to everyone!"

"I can cure it." The male protagonist nodded, "But it requires a thousand-year-old ginseng."

Everyone present was stunned when these words were spoken. Thousand-year-old ginseng? That was a priceless treasure, and even if one had money, they wouldn't necessarily be able to buy it.

Mr. Wang's face changed. He did have a thousand-year-old ginseng, but it was the treasure of his store and was worth tens of millions.

"What? Can't you take it out?" The male protagonist looked at him with a smile.

"Who said I can't get it out!" Wang gritted his teeth and said, "I, Wang, do have a thousand-year-old ginseng in my hand, but..." A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, "If you can't cure Mr. Lin's illness, I will pay with my life!"

Everyone gasped. The stakes were high. On one side was a thousand-year-old ginseng worth tens of millions, and on the other was a human life.

"Interesting." The male protagonist nodded, "I agree."

"Little brother, don't be impulsive!" Old Master Liu quickly dissuaded him, "Even the experts in the provincial capital can't treat Old Master Lin's illness, you..."

"Don't worry, Old Liu." Old Master Lin waved his hand. "If this young man can really cure my illness, I'd be willing to give him ten thousand-year-old ginsengs, not to mention one." He looked at the male protagonist. "But are you sure you want to take this risk, young man?"

"Why not?" The male protagonist chuckled.

Wang was secretly delighted when the male protagonist agreed. He had examined Mr. Lin's condition, and even the experts in the provincial capital said he was hopeless. What right did this young man have to do this? If he couldn't be cured, not only would he be able to get rid of this thorn in his side, but he would also be able to prove his judgment to everyone.