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

While everyone was panicking, Zhang Jun stood calmly in the corner, observing everything in front of him calmly. His gaze lingered on Liu Hong's pale face for a moment, and a thoughtful glint flashed in his eyes.

"Zhang Jun!" Liu Ying suddenly remembered something and turned around with a final hope in her eyes, "Please, save my grandpa!"

Liu Ming also reacted and hurriedly walked up to Zhang Jun, almost begging, "Zhang Jun, I know I was wrong just now, but this is really a matter of life and death. Please help me!"

"Yes, Zhang Jun, we can discuss the previous things slowly. The most important thing now is to save people." Zhou Xuewei also echoed.

Zhang Jun looked at the old man lying on the bed, who was breathing weakly, and then looked at Liu Ying, who was anxious. He was silent for a moment before speaking: "I can try, but I have a condition."

"Just tell me what the conditions are!" Liu Ming answered without hesitation.

"Don't put on airs in front of me in the future. I won't buy it." Zhang Jun's tone remained calm.

"Okay, okay, I promise you!" Liu Ming nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Jun walked to the bedside, took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured out a black pill. The pill exuded a faint herbal fragrance and looked inconspicuous, but everyone present stared at it nervously.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Wang Dingguo asked curiously.

"It's life-saving." Zhang Jun answered concisely, then carefully put the pill into Liu Hong's mouth.

Zhang Jun then pulled a set of silver needles from his bag. They gleamed coldly under the light, appearing exceptionally delicate. His technique was deft and steady, beginning with a gentle needle on Liu Hong's crown. He then placed precise needles on his forehead, temples, heart, wrists, ankles, and other areas.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, without the slightest hesitation. With each injection, Liu Hong's complexion changed slightly, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Wang Dingguo was stunned as he watched from the side. He recognized the origin of this acupuncture technique: "This is... This is the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Needle?"

"You have some knowledge." Zhang Jun answered without raising his head.

"Oh my god, this is a unique skill that has been lost for hundreds of years!" Wang Dingguo's voice was shaking with excitement. "Legend has it that only a medical immortal can master this acupuncture technique!"

As the last needle was injected, Liu Hong's complexion improved noticeably, and his breathing became even and strong. After about a quarter of an hour, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

"Grandpa!" Liu Ying cried with joy and held the old man's hand tightly.

"What...what's wrong with me?" Liu Hong's voice was still weak, but he was conscious.

"Your condition worsened just now and you fell into a coma." Liu Ming said excitedly, "It was Zhang Jun who saved you!"

Liu Hong turned his head with difficulty and looked at Zhang Jun with eyes full of gratitude: "Young man, thank you."

"It's a piece of cake." Zhang Jun began to pack up the needles. "But your body is still very weak and needs to be taken care of."

Just as Zhang Jun was about to leave, Wang Dingguo suddenly fell to his knees with a thump, startling everyone present.

"Doctor Wang, what are you doing?" Liu Ming hurried forward to help him.

Wang Dingguo pushed Liu Ming's hand away, clasped his hands together, and said to Zhang Jun sincerely, "Master Doctor Zhang, please accept me as your disciple!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. A renowned doctor with a high reputation in the medical field actually wanted to become a disciple of a young man who looked to be in his early twenties?

"Doctor Wang, did you make a mistake?" Zhou Xuewei asked in disbelief.

"That's right." Wang Dingguo's expression was extremely serious. "The Seven Star Life-Sustaining Needle that Divine Doctor Zhang just used is a long-lost secret technique in our medical field. Anyone who can master this acupuncture technique is definitely more skilled than me."

"But..." Zhou Xuewei wanted to say something.

"Don't say anymore." Zhang Jun interrupted her directly, "I don't accept disciples."

"Master Doctor Zhang, please!" Wang Dingguo remained kneeling on the ground, showing no intention of rising. "I've been practicing medicine for decades, and I've never seen such exquisite acupuncture techniques. If I can't learn this unique skill, I won't be able to rest in peace!"

This famous doctor, who usually looks very dignified, has completely lost his usual airs at this moment and is just like an ordinary student.

"Doctor Wang, please get up quickly. Let's talk it over." Liu Ying couldn't bear it and wanted to help Wang Dingguo up.

"No, I won't get up." Wang Dingguo shook his head. "If Dr. Zhang doesn't agree, I'll just keep kneeling."

Everyone looked at each other, none of them expected Wang Dingguo to be so persistent.

"Zhang Jun, Doctor Wang is in this condition now, you should just accept him." Zhou Xuewei advised from the side.

Zhang Jun gave her a cold look and said, "You have no right to talk here."

Zhou Xuewei was choked by these words and was speechless. Her face looked a little ugly and she had to step aside.

"Dr. Zhang, I know you don't think highly of my medical skills, but I really want to learn." Wang Dingguo's voice was filled with pleading, "Even if you can only teach me the basics."

Zhang Jun was silent for a long time, looking at Wang Dingguo kneeling on the ground, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Do you really want to learn?"

"Absolutely true!" Wang Dingguo nodded repeatedly.

"Well, I can accept you as a registered disciple," Zhang Jun finally said, "but I have to be frank. Whether you can become a regular disciple depends on your performance."

"Thank you, Master!" Wang Dingguo was so excited that his eyes turned red and he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Get up, stop knocking your head." Zhang Jun felt a little uncomfortable. "Remember, a doctor's heart is compassionate. If I find you doing anything inappropriate, I will immediately expel you from my school."

"Yes! I will remember it!" Wang Dingguo then stood up and straightened his clothes.

Liu Ming was stunned watching from the side. He never imagined that the son-in-law whom he looked down upon actually had such superb medical skills that even Wang Dingguo wanted to worship him as his teacher.

"Zhang Jun, I was wrong just now." Liu Ming took the initiative to apologize, "I apologize for my previous attitude."

"Forget it, what's done is done." Zhang Jun waved his hand, "I'm leaving now."

"No!" Liu Ying hurriedly stopped him, "My grandfather's condition hasn't stabilized yet, you can't leave."

"Yes, Zhang Jun, you just stay here for a few days and help take care of the old man." Liu Ming said sincerely.

Zhang Jun looked at Liu Hong lying on the bed. Although the old man had woken up, his face was still pale and he obviously needed some treatment.

"Then I'll stay here for a few days." Zhang Jun nodded.

"Great!" Liu Ying clapped her hands happily, "I'll go arrange a room for you right away."

Liu Ying deliberately arranged for Zhang Jun to stay next to her bedroom. This room was originally her study and was rarely visited. After cleaning the room, she also specifically instructed the servants to prepare the best bedding and toiletries.