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

Half an hour later, the child's face began to turn red and his breathing became smoother.

"It works!" Wang Dingguo said excitedly.

Another ten minutes passed, and the child slowly opened his eyes: "Mom..."

"Son!" The woman rushed over, tears streaming down her face.

The onlookers were stunned. This was simply a resurrection from the dead!

"A miracle doctor! He really is a miracle doctor!"

"It's amazing! He can even save someone from mushroom poisoning!"

"The child is saved now!"

Zhang Jun put away the silver needle and wrote a prescription for detoxification: "Go back and get the medicine according to this prescription. Take it for three days. Eat a light diet and drink plenty of water during these days."

The woman took the prescription and thanked him profusely: "Miraculous doctor, your kindness will never be forgotten! This is the only money we have..."

She took out a cloth bag from her bosom, which contained a few crumpled bills, less than two hundred yuan in total.

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "Put it away and buy nutritional supplements for the child."

"Miracle doctor, how can this be possible? You saved my son's life..."

"I said no, so I don't want it." Zhang Jun said firmly.

The woman held her child in her arms, her eyes filled with gratitude. Everyone around her was moved. Such a miracle doctor truly had a compassionate heart.

Just then, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Get out of the way! Young Master Zhou is coming!"

Several bodyguards in suits cleared the way, and a young man in his twenties walked in. He was good-looking, but his eyes were frivolous, and he looked like a playboy.

It was Zhou Xuewei’s cousin, Zhou Mingxuan.

"Who is Divine Doctor Zhang?" Zhou Mingxuan looked around and his eyes fell on Zhang Jun. "Is it you?"

Zhang Jun looked at him calmly: "What's the matter?"

"I heard you're a good doctor. My dad wants to meet you." Zhou Mingxuan said arrogantly, "Come with me."

"No." Zhang Jun refused flatly.

Zhou Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting anyone to dare to refuse him: "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"I'm from the Zhou family! You've heard of the Zhou Group, right?" Zhou Mingxuan raised his voice. "My father is the chairman of the Zhou Group, worth billions! He wants to meet you because he's giving you face!"

The onlookers all gasped. The Zhou Group was one of the largest companies in the local area, but they didn't expect that even people from the Zhou family would come to seek medical treatment.

Zhang Jun remained unmoved: "So what if he's worth billions? I won't go."

Zhou Mingxuan's face was grim: "Don't be shameless! My father's illness is not something that ordinary doctors can cure. If you can cure it, you will definitely get the benefits!"

"I'm not short of money."

"Then what do you want? A house? A car? Or something else?" Zhou Mingxuan thought Zhang Jun was asking for a price.

Zhang Jun shook his head: "I don't want anything, I just don't want to go."

Zhou Mingxuan was completely furious: "What's your attitude? Do you believe I can make sure you can't stay here?"

As soon as the words fell, a crisp voice rang out: "Cousin, what are you doing?"

Zhou Xuewei walked in from outside and saw the situation in front of her, her face looked a little unhappy. **Chapter 19: Doubt Storm**

The morning light streamed into the room through the window lattice. The male protagonist got up early and tiptoed to Mr. Liu's room. The old man had already woken up, and his complexion was much better than yesterday, and there was a spark in his eyes.

"Young man, you're here." Although Mr. Liu's voice was still a little weak, it was much clearer than before.

The man walked to the bedside, put his hand on the old man's pulse, and carefully felt the changes in the pulse. After a moment, he nodded slightly: "Old man, your pulse is much more stable than yesterday, and the blood circulation is much smoother."

"Really? I do feel a lot more relaxed, and I slept very soundly last night." Old Master Liu tried to sit up, and his movements were much more agile than before.

The man took out a few herbs from his medicine bag and made a new prescription: "Old man, starting today, your medication needs to be adjusted. The dosage of these herbs needs to be reduced, and these two herbs for replenishing qi need to be added."

As he prepared the medicine, he explained, "Most of the cold and dampness in your body has dissipated now. The next step is to regulate your qi and blood, and strengthen your body."

Old Master Liu took the newly prepared medicine and examined it carefully. "Young man, your medical skills are truly amazing. I'm an old man, and many famous doctors have been helpless. I didn't expect it to work so quickly in your hands."

"Thank you for your compliment, old man. I'm just treating the symptoms." The male protagonist smiled faintly, "But you still need to pay attention to your diet. Eat light food and eat small meals frequently these days."

As he was speaking, a noisy sound came from outside the door. Liu Ying hurriedly pushed the door open, her face showing excitement and a hint of worry. "Grandpa, there are a lot of people outside. They all came here because they heard that you are getting better."

"Oh? Who are they?" asked Mr. Liu.

"Several merchants who have business dealings with our family, as well as some doctors from hospitals, have expressed their desire to meet this young miracle doctor." Liu Ying glanced at the male protagonist. "They are all waiting in the living room now."

The male protagonist frowned and said: "I am not a miracle doctor, I just know a little about medicine. Now that the old man is getting better, I should say goodbye."

"Don't be in a hurry to leave." Old Master Liu held the male protagonist's hand, "Since everyone is here, go and meet them. Maybe you can help others."

At Mr. Liu's insistence, the male protagonist had no choice but to follow Liu Ying to the living room. There were more than a dozen people sitting in the living room, including middle-aged men who looked like businessmen, doctors in white coats, and a few people who looked like herbal medicine merchants.

When the male protagonist appeared, everyone's eyes focused on him. Some whispered, while others showed surprised expressions.

"Is it him? So young?" a fat businessman muttered in a low voice.

"Why do I feel that this person looks familiar?" another person thought with a frown.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "I remember now! Isn't this the Wang family's son-in-law? I heard he was kicked out by the Wang family a few days ago!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the living room exploded.

"What? The son-in-law of the Wang family?"

"Is that the useless gigolo?"

"How is that possible? He knows medical skills?"

Doubts arose one after another, and everyone's gazes towards the hero changed. Some were disdainful, some were suspicious, and some were just watching the fun and gloating.

The male protagonist remained calm, turning a deaf ear to the discussions. He had seen so many such scenes that he was used to them.

At this time, Liu Ying stood up, her voice a little excited: "Everyone, please be quiet! No matter who he was before, it was indeed him who cured my grandfather's illness! Last night, my grandfather was too sick to get out of bed, but this morning he was able to walk!"

"Little girl, don't be fooled." A businessman dealing in traditional Chinese medicine stood up and pointed at the male protagonist. "I've been in this business for over 20 years. I've seen all sorts of scammers. These so-called 'miracle doctors' are most likely using some kind of hormone-based drug to make the patient feel better in a short period of time, creating the illusion of improvement."