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

Zhang Jun nodded and turned to leave.

"Doctor Zhang, wait a minute." Liu Hong stopped him, "I have a request."

"You say."

"I wanted to tell some old friends about your cure of my illness. They're not feeling well either, and would like you to see them. Of course, the consultation fee is whatever you like."

Zhang Jun shook his head: "I'm not short of money, but I can take a look. But I have a condition."

"You say."

"Don't advertise my identity. I don't like trouble."

"I understand." Liu Hong nodded quickly.

However, truth cannot be hidden. News of Liu Hong's recovery quickly spread throughout the local business community. Even the city's experts were baffled by Liu Hong's condition, yet he was cured by a young man. This was nothing short of a miracle.

That afternoon, someone came to visit.

"Brother Liu, I heard that your illness has been cured?" The man who came was Mr. Ma, a local tea merchant, who was in his fifties and had a smiling face.

"TOEFL, TOEFL, and I met a miracle doctor." Liu Hong's face was beaming.

"Miracle doctor? Where is he? I want to see him too." Boss Ma's eyes lit up.

"This..." Liu Hong was a little embarrassed. Zhang Jun didn't like to be disturbed.

"Brother Liu, you know that I have been suffering from stomach problems for more than ten years. Please introduce me to someone else." Boss Ma said with a bitter face.

As he was speaking, several more people arrived. They were all business friends who had heard the news and had come rushing over. They all had various chronic ailments and wanted to seek medical treatment.

Liu Ming looked at the people sitting in the living room and felt overwhelmed. "Everyone, this miracle doctor has a rather strange temper and may not be willing to see patients."

"Mr. Liu, please help me. My back hurts so much that I can't even stand up straight."

"Yeah, my insomnia is driving me crazy."

"I heard that the miracle doctor is very young. Is that true?"

Everyone was talking about it, so Liu Ming had to go to Zhang Jun to discuss it.

Zhang Jun was basking in the sun in the yard, and Wang Dingguo stood respectfully beside him, asking some medical questions from time to time.

"Master, I still don't quite understand what you just said about harmonizing qi and blood..." Wang Dingguo humbly asked for advice.

Zhang Jun said lazily, "Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes a holistic approach. We can't just treat the symptoms. We need to fundamentally regulate the body's functions."

"Thank you for your advice." Wang Dingguo took notes seriously.

Liu Ming came over and said, "Doctor Zhang, a few friends would like to see you. What do you think..."

Zhang Jun frowned: "I said I don't like being disturbed."

"I know, but they are all old friends of my father, and I can't refuse them. Besides, they are not bad people, they just have some minor health problems." Liu Ming smiled.

Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said, "No more than three people at a time. Don't make too much noise."

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange it right away." Liu Mingru felt pardoned.

Soon, three patients were brought to the yard: Boss Ma, Mr. Li who was in the building materials business, and Sister Wang who ran a restaurant.

Zhang Jun took their pulses one by one and then prescribed some medicine.

"Boss Ma's stomach problems are caused by long-term irregular diet and emotional stress. Take this prescription for half a month and adjust your diet to improve your condition."

"Mr. Li's back pain is caused by kidney deficiency and prolonged sitting. In addition to taking medicine, he also needs to increase exercise."

"Sister Wang's insomnia is caused by disharmony between the heart and kidneys. These herbs can calm the mind and help with sleep."

The three of them were overjoyed to receive the prescription and wanted to pay for the consultation.

"No need." Zhang Jun waved his hand.

"How can that be? Doctor, you are such a great doctor, how can we treat you for free?" Boss Ma insisted on paying.

"If I say no, then no." Zhang Jun said with some impatience.

Seeing this, the three of them didn't dare to insist any longer and left with many thanks.

The news spread even faster, and Zhang Jun's reputation exploded in the local business community. A young, miracle doctor in his early twenties, with superb medical skills and no consultation fees, was a living bodhisattva.

The next day, more people came to seek medical treatment. A long line formed in front of Liu's door, and Liu Ming was busy all day long.

"Doctor Zhang, this isn't a solution." Liu Ming said with a bitter face, "More than 20 people came today and are all waiting outside."

Zhang Jun had a headache: "I don't run a clinic."

"Why don't you set some rules? Like only seeing a few people every day?" Liu Ying suggested.

Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said, "I see three patients every morning and no patients in the afternoon. Those who want to see a doctor must register first and come in order."

"Good idea!" Liu Ming's eyes lit up, "I'll arrange it right away."

In this way, Zhang Jun began his "medical career" in the Liu family. Every morning he would appear in the yard on time and see three patients, never more than one.

Gradually, his reputation spread further and further, and even people from other places came to visit him.

**Chapter 15: The Kind Heart of a Doctor**

One morning a week later, Zhang Jun was taking the pulse of a patient with hypertension when he suddenly heard a quarrel outside the door.

"Please, let us in! My son is dying!" a woman cried.

"Today's quota is full. Please come back to register tomorrow." Liu Ming explained at the door.

"Tomorrow? My son can't wait until tomorrow!" The woman's voice became more and more desperate.

Zhang Jun frowned and said to the patient in front of him, "Your blood pressure is not a big problem. Take the medicine according to my prescription, stay up late less, and exercise more."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.

I saw a rural woman in her thirties holding a child of seven or eight years old. The child's face was pale and he was dying.

"What's going on?" Zhang Jun asked.

When the woman saw Zhang Jun, hope ignited in her eyes: "You are Dr. Zhang, right? Please save my son!"

Zhang Jun looked at the child, his face grim. The child was clearly suffering from acute poisoning and was in a very dangerous condition.

"What did the child eat?"

"I was picking mushrooms in the mountains yesterday and might have eaten poisonous ones. The village doctor said... there's no hope and asked us to prepare for my funeral." The woman burst into tears.

The onlookers talked a lot:

"Mushroom poisoning is not easy to treat."

"The child is like this, I'm afraid..."

"Oh, poor child."

Zhang Jun didn't hesitate: "Bring the child in."

"Doctor Zhang, your spot today..." Liu Ming reminded.

"Saving people is the most important thing." Zhang Jun walked into the yard without looking back.

The woman hurried to catch up, and other waiting patients also consciously made way.

Zhang Jun had the woman place the child on a rattan chair and carefully examined him. The child's pupils were dilated, his breathing was weak, and his pulse was almost undetectable.

"The situation is very serious," Zhang Jun told the woman. "I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee I can save her."

"As long as there's a glimmer of hope, I won't give up!" the woman knelt on the ground. "Please save my son, he's only eight years old!"

Zhang Jun took out the silver needles and acupunctured several key acupoints on the child. This time he used a different acupuncture method - Huiyang Jiuni acupuncture, which was specifically used to rescue critically ill patients.

Wang Dingguo watched intently from the sidelines. This was another lost set of skills. How many other miraculous medical techniques did the master possess?

While giving the acupuncture, Zhang Jun took out a few pills, crushed them, dissolved them in warm water, and fed them into the child's mouth little by little.

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone held their breath.