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

Ye Fan handed the processed ginseng to Mr. Lin: "Mr. Lin, please take this ginseng. But chew it slowly, don't rush."

Mr. Lin took the ginseng, put it in his mouth without hesitation and began to chew it slowly.

Time passed minute by minute, everyone held their breath and looked at Mr. Lin nervously.

About ten minutes later, Mr. Lin's complexion began to change. His originally pale face gradually became rosy, and his cloudy eyes became clear.

"I...I feel much better." Old Master Lin said pleasantly, "My body seems to be much more relaxed, and I'm not dizzy anymore."

As he said this, he actually tried to stand up from the wheelchair.

"Mr. Lin!" The nurse pushing the wheelchair hurried forward to support him.

“No, no!” Old Master Lin waved his hand and actually stood firm. “I feel like I’ve become ten years younger!”

The whole audience was in an uproar, and no one could believe their eyes.

Ma Tengfei's face turned pale. He never thought that Ye Fan could really cure Mr. Lin's illness. Now, the thousand-year-old ginseng was gone, and he also offended a miracle doctor.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" he cried hysterically. "It must be a coincidence! It must be a coincidence!"

Ye Fan glanced at him coldly: "I'm willing to accept the loss. Boss Ma, you won't want to default on your debt, right?"

Ma Tengfei opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. With so many people watching, he couldn't deny his debt even if he wanted to.

"Great! Great!" Old Master Lin clapped his hands excitedly, "A miracle doctor! A true miracle doctor!"

He walked up to Ye Fan and bowed deeply: "Doctor Ye, I will never forget your great kindness!"

Liu Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Fan with pride and love in her eyes.

And those who had questioned Ye Fan before now lowered their heads in shame.

Wang Dingguo was even more moved: "Master, your medical skills really make me admire you wholeheartedly."

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "It's a small matter, not worth mentioning."

His eyes swept across the room and finally landed on Ma Tengfei: "Boss Ma, do you have anything to say now?" Chapter 16: The Name of the Miracle Doctor

The thousand-year-old ginseng was carefully brought to the table, and everyone present held their breath. This ginseng king was crystal clear, with intact roots and a faint medicinal fragrance. Just looking at it was refreshing.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think of this thousand-year-old ginseng?" the auction house staff asked respectfully.

Ye Chen just glanced at it lightly and pushed the ginseng aside: "Put it away, you don't need it."

There was an uproar.

"What? No thousand-year-old ginseng?"

"This is a treasure worth tens of millions!"

"Is he going to give up treatment?"

The discussion continued, and even Liu Ying couldn't help but pull Ye Chen's sleeve: "Ye Chen, are you sure you don't want it? This is..."

"Believe me." Ye Chen's voice was very soft, but Liu Ying inexplicably became quiet.

Ye Chen took out a set of silver needles from his small bag. The needles gleamed in the light. He walked over to the old man and tapped several acupuncture points on his body.

"Old man, it may be a little painful, bear with it."

The old man nodded weakly.

Ye Chen's hand raised the needle and dropped it, and thirteen silver needles were accurately inserted into the various important acupoints on the old man's body. As the last needle fell, the old man's body trembled slightly.

"What are they doing?" someone whispered.

"I know acupuncture, but this technique..." A middle-aged doctor nearby squinted his eyes and observed, "I've never seen it before."

Ye Chen ignored the surrounding discussions and took out a small lighter to light the end of the silver needle. The orange flame danced at the end of the needle, and the silver needle began to heat up, and the heat was conducted along the needle into the old man's body.

"Fire therapy?" Liu Ying covered her mouth in surprise.

As the temperature of the silver needles grew higher, the old man's complexion began to change. His originally sallow complexion gradually turned red, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Suddenly, the old man screamed "Wow" and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Grandpa!" The old man's grandson wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Ye Chen.

"Don't move, it's not over yet."

The second mouthful, the third mouthful... several mouthfuls of black blood were spat out in succession, each mouthful lighter in color than the previous one. When the last mouthful of blood was spat out, it was close to the normal bright red color.

Ye Chen then began to remove the needle, his movements still clean and neat.

Something magic happened.

As the needles were removed one by one, the old man's complexion improved visibly. His sallow complexion disappeared, replaced by a healthy rosy glow. His cloudy eyes also became brighter.

"I... I feel much more relaxed." The old man sat up, his voice full of energy, completely unlike the dying patient just now.

There was silence.

A few seconds later, thunderous applause and exclamations broke out.

"Oh my god! What kind of magical skill is this!"

"A few silver needles saved the life?"

"This is more effective than any thousand-year-old ginseng!"

The old man's grandson was so moved that tears came out: "Mr. Ye, you are truly our family's savior! We will never forget this kindness!"

"It's just a piece of cake." Ye Chen put away the silver needle with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, the crowd began to stir. One after another, they rushed to take out their business cards and wanted to hand them to Ye Chen.

"Mr. Ye, I am the chairman of Huakang Pharmaceutical. This is my business card..."

"Mr. Ye, I am the director of the Municipal Hospital. I hope to have an in-depth discussion with you..."

"Mr. Ye, our group is looking for a medical consultant..."

Various noises came one after another, and Ye Chen was surrounded.

"Sorry, I'm busy and have things to do." Ye Chen politely but firmly rejected everyone's invitation, turned to Liu Ying and said, "Let's go back to the room."

Liu Ying nodded and followed Ye Chen through the crowd.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving together, the discussion at the scene became more heated.

"What's the relationship between these two people?"

"Looks very intimate..."

"Could they be boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"But I heard that Miss Liu has a boyfriend..."

These rumors quickly spread, and the more they spread, the more outrageous they became. Some people said they saw Ye Chen and Liu Ying holding hands, some said they saw them hugging, and some said they saw them kissing...

News spreads much faster than imagined.

After returning to the room, Liu Ying was still immersed in the shock of what had just happened.

"Ye Chen, your medical skills just now... are truly amazing." She sat on the sofa, her eyes full of admiration, "That was a disease that even the city hospital was helpless to treat, and you solved it with just a few silver needles."

"It's just traditional acupuncture, nothing special." Ye Chen poured two cups of tea and handed one to Liu Ying.

"What do you mean nothing special?" Liu Ying took the teacup. "I've seen so many doctors since I was a child, but I've never seen anyone like you. Who are you?"

Ye Chen was about to answer when the door was suddenly and roughly opened.