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

The atmosphere in the Liu family compound was tense.

The leader's face was livid, and behind him, more than twenty thugs were watching him intently. The rich second-generation tycoon huddled on the ground, his rash growing worse, his entire body as red as a boiled lobster.

"Kid, do you really think you're some miracle doctor?" The dragon head boss sneered and approached, "If you don't cure my brother today, you won't be able to walk out of here alive."

However, faced with all this, the male protagonist just smiled faintly.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"It's me. There's a little trouble here at the Liu family."

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "How big of a trouble?"

"The leader is causing trouble here with his men."

"I see."

After just a few words, the male protagonist hung up the phone.

Seeing this, the leader of the dragon head became even more furious: "You are playing tricks! Even if the king of heaven came today, he couldn't save you!"

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of a car engine was heard outside the Liu family's gate.

A black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the yard, the door opened, and an old man in his sixties got out.

The old man was not tall, but he had a strong aura. He was dressed in a gray Tang suit, and his graying hair was meticulously combed. The most striking thing was his eyes, deep as an ancient well, as if he could see through people's hearts.

When the leader saw the person coming, his face turned pale instantly.

"Godfather?"

This old man is none other than the local legend – Godfather Chen.

Twenty years ago, Godfather Chen was a powerful figure in the underworld, a figure no one dared to mess with. Later, he retired from the underworld, handing over all his territory to the leader. Outsiders believed he had retired from the underworld, but in reality, he was the real mastermind behind the scenes.

"Kneel down." Godfather Chen's voice was not loud, but it was as shocking as thunder.

The leader knelt on the ground without a word. The twenty or so thugs behind him knelt down one after another after seeing the leader kneel down.

"Godfather, I didn't know you were here. If I knew, I would never dare to..."

"Shut up." Godfather Chen walked up to the male protagonist and bowed respectfully. "Sir, I'm sorry to have frightened you."

This scene left everyone present dumbfounded.

Even Godfather Chen has to treat him with respect. Who is this male protagonist?

"It's okay." The male protagonist said calmly, "Young people are full of energy, which is understandable."

Godfather Chen turned and looked at the leader, a murderous look flashing in his eyes: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Godfather, I...I really don't know the identity of this gentleman..."

"Don't know?" Godfather Chen sneered, "Then let me tell you, this gentleman is not someone you can afford to offend. Not only you, but even I have to be respectful to him."

The leader's forehead was covered in sweat. "Godfather, what should I do?"

"Get out of here, take your people and get away from here. If I find out that you provoke this gentleman again..." Godfather Chen didn't finish his words, but the threat was obvious.

The leader, as if granted amnesty, quickly got up and said, "Yes, yes, I'll leave right away."

He hurriedly called his men to leave, and when he reached the door, the male protagonist suddenly spoke:

"Take care of yourself, your time is short."

The leader was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of this sentence, but he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he hurried away with his men.

Godfather Chen bowed to the hero again and said, "Sir, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Yeah." The male protagonist nodded.

After Godfather Chen left, the Liu family compound returned to peace.

Liu Hong looked at the male protagonist with eyes full of awe. What kind of important person must be someone who could be treated with respect by Godfather Chen?

After the leader left, the rich second generation collapsed on the ground. The rash on his body became more and more severe, and he was so itchy that he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

"Divine doctor, please save me!" The rich second generation crawled to the male protagonist's feet, "I will give you whatever you want!"

The male protagonist looked down at him and said, "Give me everything?"

"Yes, as long as you can cure me, I will give you anything you want!"

"Okay." The male protagonist nodded, "I just want one thing."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of the rich second generation: "Just tell me, don't just say one, I'll give you all ten!"

"Da Qi Tong Bao."

Hearing these four words, the rich second generation's face instantly turned ugly.

The Da Qi Tong Bao is his family heirloom, worth hundreds of millions, and is their family's most precious collection.

"Divine doctor, can this... this be replaced with something else?" the rich second generation asked tentatively.

The male protagonist turned around and prepared to leave: "Since you think your life is not worth an ancient coin, then forget it."

"No! Don't go!" The rich second generation hurriedly stopped him, "I'll give it to you, isn't it okay if I give it to you?"

He took out his cell phone and made a call: "Dad, bring the big Qi Tong Bao from home... Yes, that one... It's okay, I'll explain it to you later."

Half an hour later, a middle-aged man hurried over with an exquisite wooden box in his hand.

The second-generation rich man took the wooden box and handed it to the male protagonist distressedly: "Divine doctor, this is the Da Qi Tong Bao."

The male protagonist opened the wooden box, and inside lay an antique bronze coin with the words "Da Qi Tong Bao" engraved on it.

He took one look at it and then closed the box.

“It’s a replica.”

The rich second generation's face changed: "Impossible! This is our family's ancestral inheritance..."

"If you want to live, you'd better be honest." The male protagonist's voice became cold.

The rich second generation's forehead was covered in sweat. He knew he couldn't hide it any longer. This miracle doctor's eyesight was too sharp.

"I...I'll have someone bring the real thing right away."

After another busy period, the real Da Qi Tong Bao was finally delivered to the Liu family.

This time, the male protagonist nodded with satisfaction. Most people couldn't tell the difference between the real thing and the imitation, but he could see it clearly.

"Can the disease be cured now?" the rich second generation asked cautiously.

The male protagonist took out a pen and paper and wrote a prescription: "Get the medicine according to this prescription, boil water with the medicine, and wash three times a day."

The rich second generation took the recipe and felt like he had found a treasure.

"Also," the male protagonist continued, "you cannot have sex for three months. If you violate this, you will die."

"Yes, yes, I will strictly follow your requirements." The rich second generation nodded repeatedly.

"Go."

The rich second generation left with the prescription in tears of gratitude, and before leaving, he did not forget to express his attitude: "Divine doctor, from now on, I will be your little brother for the rest of my life!"

Liu Hong was stunned watching from the side. An ancient coin worth hundreds of millions was obtained so easily?

Moreover, that arrogant rich second generation has now become so humble, he is completely a different person.

After the rich second generation left, the male protagonist prepared to leave the Liu family.

Liu Ying offered to see him off, and the two walked out of the Liu family's gate together.

Just then, a black Mercedes stopped in front of the Liu family's door.

The person sitting in the car was Wang Yun.

He originally came to visit Mr. Liu, but unexpectedly he saw the male protagonist and Liu Ying going out together.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and their relationship seemed very close.

Wang Yun was burning with jealousy.