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

"Let's go to the Liu family." Wang Yun stood up, "Just say we're going to visit Mr. Liu."

Several tribesmen looked at each other and could see that Wang Yun was unhappy.

At the Liu family manor, Liu Hong was pruning flowers in the garden at this time, and he looked much more energetic than before.

Seeing Wang Yun and his group arrive, Liu Hong was a little surprised, "Master Wang, how come you have time to come to my place?"

"I heard that Uncle Liu was feeling unwell, so I came to visit him." Wang Yun said politely, but his eyes were carefully observing Liu Hong's condition.

Liu Hong was indeed much more energetic than before, with a rosy complexion and agile movements.

"Haha, thank you for your concern, Master Wang. I'm in good health." Liu Hong said with a smile, "I did feel a little unwell a few days ago, but I'm completely fine now."

"Oh? Which miracle doctor came to help?" Wang Yun asked tentatively.

Liu Hong was about to answer when he suddenly saw Zhou Qing and Liu Ying walking out of the manor. They were talking and laughing, and looked very close.

"Dad, let's go out for a while." Liu Ying greeted her father.

Zhou Qing also nodded politely to Liu Hong, "Uncle Liu, we'll leave first."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Liu Hong looked at the two people kindly as they left.

Wang Yun witnessed this scene, and a surge of jealousy suddenly surged in his heart. How could that loser who had been kicked out of the Wang family be so close to the Liu family's daughter?

Only after Zhou Qing and Liu Ying disappeared did Wang Yun retract his gaze, his expression looking somewhat ugly.

"Who was that young man just now?" Wang Yun asked knowingly.

"He's Ying'er's friend and my benefactor." Liu Hong mentioned Zhou Qing, his face full of gratitude. "If it weren't for him, I'd probably be dead."

"Did he treat your illness?" Wang Yun felt a chill in his heart.

"That's right, Xiao Zhou's medical skills are truly amazing." Liu Hong praised him highly. "I've been suffering from my illness for so long, and he cured it with just a few prescriptions."

Wang Yun was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, “Uncle Liu, how much do you know about this young man?”

"What's wrong?" Liu Hong was a little confused.

"Why do I feel like he looks familiar?" Wang Yun pretended to think, "Oh, I remember now, is his last name Zhou?"

"Yes, his name is Zhou Qing."

"That's right." Wang Yun sighed. "Uncle Liu, you might not know this. As soon as Chen Mo returned to the Liu family, he saw Wang Zihao sneaking up on him. After looking around to make sure no one was around, he lowered his voice and said, 'Brother Chen, I went to the hospital for a checkup yesterday. The doctor said he's recovered very well. It's simply a miracle.'"

"That little problem of yours is nothing." Chen Mo said calmly, "But I have to tell you a piece of news. Fang Shuwen has found another expert to deal with you."

Wang Zihao's expression changed: "What master?"

"I heard that it was the Muay Thai champion from Silla." Chen Mo's tone was calm as if he was saying that the weather was nice today.

"A Muay Thai champion? He can kill people with one punch!" Wang Zihao panicked, "Brother Chen, why don't you hide first?"

Chen Mo sneered: "No matter who comes, the result will be the same, only death."

He said it lightly, but Wang Zihao shuddered at the thought. This was Chen Mo's style, always so calm, as if the sky falling had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Chen, you're amazing!" Wang Zihao's eyes were full of admiration. "But that Muay Thai champion is really dangerous. Do you want me to find someone to help?"

"You'd better take care of yourself." Chen Mo suddenly turned around and stared at Wang Zihao sharply. "I'm warning you, you must curb your lustful thoughts, otherwise you won't live past 30."

Wang Zihao felt uneasy at the look and nodded quickly: "I will immediately turn over a new leaf and become a new man! I will never touch a woman again!"

"It's not that I won't touch you, but I have to know when to touch you." Chen Mo waved his hand, "Go away, don't be an eyesore here."

Wang Zihao ran away as if he had been pardoned.

Chen Mo came to Mr. Liu's room. The old man was drinking tea. When he saw Chen Mo come in, he quickly stood up and said, "Doctor Chen, you are here."

"Sit down, I'll take your pulse." Chen Mo gestured for the old man to sit down and put his fingers on the old man's wrist.

After a moment, Chen Mo frowned: "Have you taken your medicine on time these days?"

"I take it on time every day." Mr. Liu answered truthfully.

"The medicine isn't effective enough." Chen Mo let go of his hand. "I'll prescribe you a new medicine."

He picked up a pen and paper, quickly wrote a new prescription and handed it to Liu Hong: "Go get the medicine. This time, the dosage must be sufficient."

Liu Hong took the prescription, looked at it, and nodded, "I'll send someone to get it right away."

Two hours later, the servant brought back the herbs. Chen Mo picked up one of them and smelled it, his face suddenly darkened.

"These are all farmed." He put down the herbs. "The efficacy is too weak. It can't achieve any therapeutic effect at all."

Liu Hong was a little embarrassed: "Doctor Chen, most of the medicinal herbs on the market now are artificially cultivated, and it is difficult to find wild ones."

"Then let's find wild ones." Chen Mo said firmly.

"This..." Liu Hong thought for a moment, "There's a Chinese herbal medicine market not far from here. I should be able to find some wild medicinal herbs there."

"Then let's go there." Chen Mo nodded.

Liu Ying was listening nearby and took the initiative to say, "Let me go with Chen Mo. I'm more familiar with that place."

Liu Hong looked at his daughter, then at Chen Mo, and finally nodded in agreement.

The next morning, Chen Mo and Liu Ying drove to the Chinese Herbal Medicine Market, a large market located on the outskirts of the city, with stalls selling a variety of medicinal herbs.

"The quality of the medicinal materials here varies, so you have to choose carefully." Liu Ying introduced as they walked.

Chen Mo nodded, his eyes sweeping across the stalls. Suddenly, he stopped in front of a stall and picked up a ginseng to examine it carefully.

"Boss, how much is this ginseng?" The stall owner was a middle-aged man who looked very shrewd.

"You really know your stuff. This is authentic wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain, a full fifty years old. The asking price is not high, only eighty thousand yuan."

Chen Mo sneered: "Fifty years? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"How could it be fake? The goods here are all authentic." The stall owner was a little anxious.

"The fibrous roots of this ginseng were obviously grafted later, and the ginseng itself also shows signs of artificial modification." Chen Mo put the ginseng down. "It's only been cultivated for three years at most, and you dare say it's fifty years old?"

When the people around heard this, they gathered around. The stall owner's face flushed red, and he wanted to refute but couldn't find the words to say.

"Young man, you really know your stuff," an elderly man watching nodded approvingly. "There aren't many young people like you these days who can tell the difference between real and fake."

Chen Mo ignored the discussions around him and continued walking forward with Liu Ying.

"Are you right?" Liu Ying asked curiously.

"Of course, it's obviously a fake." Chen Mo replied.