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

Lin Feng was sorting herbs in the yard when he heard the sound of a car engine outside. A moment later, Wang Hao hurried in, followed by a strange middle-aged man.

The man was dressed in a designer suit, and behind his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked at the simple surroundings of the yard, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had smelled something unpleasant.

"Lin Feng, let me introduce you. This is my friend Zhao Mingxuan in the provincial capital. His family owns several large hospitals in the provincial capital." Wang Hao introduced.

Zhao Mingxuan nodded, his tone rather contemptuous: "I heard from Wang Hao that you practice medicine here, do you have any skills?"

Lin Feng continued to sort the herbs in his hand without looking up: "I know a little bit."

"A little knowledge?" Zhao Mingxuan sneered. "Our hospital's equipment alone is worth tens of millions, and we employ renowned experts in the province. What kind of illness can a small workshop like yours treat?"

Wang Hao pulled Zhao Mingxuan's sleeve awkwardly: "Mingxuan, don't say that. Lin Feng's medical skills are really amazing."

"Amazing!" Zhao Mingxuan looked around. "There's not even any decent diagnostic equipment. What kind of illness can be cured in this shabby house? I think it's just some minor ailments that happened to be cured by chance."

Lin Feng finally raised his head and looked at Zhao Mingxuan calmly: "Mr. Zhao, you have come from afar, so you shouldn't come here just to belittle me, right?"

Zhao Mingxuan was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Feng to be so direct. He wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but when he saw Lin Feng's clear eyes, he felt a little guilty.

"Since Mr. Zhao thinks this is a small workshop, please go back so as not to dirty your eyes." Lin Feng lowered his head again to organize the medicinal materials.

Wang Hao was anxious: "Lin Feng, don't be angry. Mingxuan just speaks bluntly, actually..."

"Forget it." Zhao Mingxuan waved his hands, his face a little grim. "Wang Hao, I think your friend is a liar. Let's go."

Lin Feng said calmly, "Goodbye."

Zhao Mingxuan's face turned pale with anger, and he turned to leave. But after a few steps, he stopped and looked back at Lin Feng: "Are you so calm? Don't you want to know why I came to you?"

"I don't want to." Lin Feng answered simply.

Zhao Mingxuan was completely enraged, yet also completely convinced. He took a deep breath and softened his tone, "Okay, I admit it. I was testing you on purpose."

Wang Hao looked puzzled. "Probing? Probing what?"

Zhao Mingxuan said somewhat awkwardly, "My hospital has had some problems lately, and they're quite tricky, so I wanted to see how capable your friend is."

Lin Feng then stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhao Mingxuan with interest: "What's the problem?"

"It's a long story." Zhao Mingxuan sighed. "In the past month, our hospital has seen a number of patients with various illnesses. With our hospital's equipment and expert team, treating these illnesses shouldn't be a problem."

"But?" Lin Feng asked.

"But after these patients were hospitalized, not only did their conditions not improve, but they all developed strange symptoms." Zhao Mingxuan's tone became heavy. "They began to hallucinate, saying they saw things that didn't exist, and their behavior became extremely strange."

Wang Hao was horrified when he heard this: "Isn't this too weird?"

"It's more than just weird." Zhao Mingxuan smiled bitterly. "Now there are rumors everywhere that our hospital is haunted and that wronged spirits are haunting it. People who go to our hospital for treatment have become neurotic."

Lin Feng thought thoughtfully: "When did the rumor start?"

"About two weeks ago," Zhao Mingxuan replied. "At first, it was just a few patients' families discussing it, but then the rumors got more and more outrageous, and now even the news media are paying attention."

“Has the hospital’s business been affected?”

"It's more than just an impact." Zhao Mingxuan's face was grim. "Now the daily outpatient volume has dropped by 80%, and the inpatient department is almost empty. If this continues, the hospital will close."

Lin Feng nodded: "So you came to me because you want me to go and take a look?"

"Yes." Zhao Mingxuan said sincerely, "I heard from Wang Hao that you are very skilled in medicine, and... and you also have experience in some special cases."

Wang Hao added, "Mingxuan, don't underestimate Lin Feng. He's encountered similar situations before, and he handled them very well."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment: "This matter is indeed a bit strange. But let me be frank, if I really go, I will only be responsible for finding out the truth and treating the disease. I will not be responsible for anything else."

"Of course, of course." Zhao Mingxuan nodded quickly, "As long as you can solve this problem, the fee is negotiable."

"It's not about the cost." Lin Feng shook his head. "I mean, if there are human factors behind this, you should be mentally prepared."

Zhao Mingxuan was stunned: "Human factors? You mean..."

"It's too early to tell now." Lin Feng stood up. "When do we leave?"

"The sooner the better." Zhao Mingxuan said anxiously, "My car is outside. We can leave now."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll pack my things."

Half an hour later, Lin Feng, carrying his medicine box, got into Zhao Mingxuan's luxury car. The car drove out of the village and headed towards the provincial capital.

On the way, Zhao Mingxuan gave a detailed introduction to the hospital. It was a fairly large private hospital, well-known in the provincial capital. There were more than a dozen patients with problems, each with varying symptoms, but all with one thing in common: hallucinations and unusual behavior.

"What do other doctors in the hospital say?" Lin Feng asked.

"There are all sorts of theories," Zhao Mingxuan shook his head helplessly. "Some say it's mass hysteria, some say it's environmental factors, and some say it's psychological suggestion. But we've tried all kinds of treatments, and none of them have worked."

“What was the family’s reaction?”

"At first, they were quite cooperative with the treatment, but as their conditions worsened, they now demanded to be transferred to another hospital," Zhao Mingxuan sighed. "Some family members even threatened to sue us for medical malpractice."

Wang Hao comforted him, "Don't worry, Lin Feng will definitely find a way."

Lin Feng didn't respond, but continued to ask: "Do these patients have anything in common? For example, age, gender, disease type, etc."

Zhao Mingxuan thought for a moment. "They range in age from their twenties to their sixties, both men and women, with a wide variety of illnesses. If I had to point to a commonality, it's that they were all hospitalized within the past month."

"Is there anything special about the hospital stay?"

"Nothing special...wait." Zhao Mingxuan suddenly thought of something, "They are all staying in newly renovated wards."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up: "Newly renovated? When was it renovated?"

"It was completed about two months ago," Zhao Mingxuan replied. "To upgrade the hospital's quality, we hired a well-known renovation company, and all the materials used were imported."

"Have you checked the source of the decoration materials?"

"I've checked, and they all have formal purchasing channels and quality inspection reports."

Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more questions. The car sped along the highway, and gradually, the outline of the provincial capital appeared in the distance.