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

As soon as Liu Ying finished speaking, Liu Hong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly changed his expression, his lips turned purple, and his whole body began to twitch violently.

"Grandpa!" Liu Ying screamed and rushed to the bed.

Liu Ming was also panicked and shouted quickly: "Quick, call Doctor Wang!"

Wang Dingguo hurried forward and frantically felt Liu Hong's pulse, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. "How...how did it suddenly get worse?"

He quickly took out the silver needles and inserted them into several acupuncture points on Liu Hong's chest, but there was no effect. Liu Hong's breathing became weaker and weaker, and he was about to die.

"Doctor Wang, please think of a solution!" Liu Ming was extremely anxious.

Wang Dingguo's hands were shaking: "I... I have tried my best, old man, this is..."

"What do you mean by trying your best?" Liu Ying's eyes welled up with tears. "Didn't you say you were sure?"

The room was in a state of panic and filled with cries. At this moment, someone remembered Zhang Jun, who had been standing in the corner watching coldly.

"Master Zhang!" Liu Ming suddenly turned around and knelt down with a plop. "Please save my father!"

Liu Ying also knelt down and said, "Master Zhang, I was blind to my true potential just now. Please forgive my mistakes and save my grandfather!"

Even Zhou Xuewei said, "Zhang Jun, please lend a hand."

Zhang Jun looked at Liu Hong, who was barely breathing on the bed, then at the Liu family members kneeling on the ground, and said calmly, "Why should I save him?"

"We are willing to give up all our family property!" Liu Ming gritted his teeth.

"Money is just something outside of my body." Zhang Jun shook his head.

"Then what do you want?" Liu Ying asked anxiously.

Zhang Jun was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Well, considering your sincerity, I'll give it a try."

He walked to the bedside, carefully observing Liu Hong's complexion, then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. After a moment, he took out a white pill from his pocket.

"Help him up and feed him."

Liu Ying quickly did as she was told. The pill melted in her mouth, and Liu Hong's complexion improved slightly, but he remained unconscious.

Zhang Jun took out another set of silver needles from his sleeve. This set of needles was much more exquisite than Wang Dingguo's and sparkled under the light.

"This is..." Wang Dingguo widened his eyes.

Zhang Jun ignored him and concentrated on finding acupuncture points on Liu Hong's body. His technique was extremely precise, and he inserted seven silver needles into the seven key acupoints on the top of his head: Baihui, Yintang, Renzhong, Tanzhong, Shenque, Qihai, and Yongquan.

Every time an injection is made, the silver needle will tremble slightly, as if it has life.

"This... this is the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Needle!" Wang Dingguo cried out, "This acupuncture technique has long been lost!"

As the last needle was injected, Liu Hong's breathing gradually stabilized and his face regained its rosy complexion.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Liu Hong slowly opened his eyes: "What...what's wrong with me?"

"Grandpa!" Liu Ying cried with joy, "You're awake!"

"Dad, how do you feel?" Liu Ming was also very excited.

Liu Hong struggled to sit up, but Zhang Jun held him down: "Don't move yet, the needles haven't been collected yet."

Another half hour passed before Zhang Jun put away the needles one by one. Liu Hong was now able to sit up and speak. Although he was still a little weak, he was obviously out of danger.

"Thank you, little miracle doctor, for saving my life!" Liu Hong struggled to get out of bed and kowtowed.

"That's not necessary." Zhang Jun put away the silver needle and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Wang Dingguo suddenly rushed in front of Zhang Jun and knelt down with a plop. "Please accept me as your disciple!"

This kneeling shocked everyone. Wang Dingguo was a well-known local doctor, usually quite prestigious, but he didn't expect that he would kneel before a young man who looked more than ten years younger than him.

"Doctor Wang, what are you doing..." Liu Ming was stunned.

"You don't understand!" Wang Dingguo said excitedly, "That set of Seven-Star Life-Sustaining Needles just now is a legendary peerless medical technique! Anyone who can master this acupuncture technique must be a master of medicine!"

He turned to Zhang Jun, his eyes full of desire: "Please accept me as your disciple, even if it's just a nominal disciple!"

Zhang Jun frowned: "Get up, I don't accept disciples."

"Please!" Wang Dingguo refused to get up. "I'm willing to give up everything I have, just to learn even a little bit of your skills!"

Zhou Xuewei couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward to persuade him, "Zhang Jun, Doctor Wang is so sincere, you should just..."

"You have no right to speak here." Zhang Jun glanced at her coldly.

Zhou Xuewei was so choked that she couldn't speak and could only step aside.

Zhang Jun looked at Wang Dingguo, who was kneeling on the ground, and pondered for a long time before saying, "I can accept you as a registered disciple, but I have to make it clear in advance that whether you can become a formal disciple depends on your character."

"Yes! I understand, disciple!" Wang Dingguo was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

Seeing this, the Liu family's attitude towards Zhang Jun completely changed.

"Dr. Zhang, you must stay with us for a few more days!" Liu Ming said earnestly, "My father's health still needs your care."

"Yes," Liu Ying also said, "Grandpa has just gotten better, and he still needs you to continue treating him."

Zhang Jun thought about it and realized that he really had nowhere else to go, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll stay for a few days."

The Liu family was overjoyed when they heard this and quickly arranged the best guest room for Zhang Jun to stay in.

That night, Liu Ying specially arranged for Zhang Jun to stay in the guest room next to her bedroom. This room was originally the Liu family's study, and was temporarily cleaned out for Zhang Jun to stay in.

"Doctor Zhang, if you need anything, just let me know." Liu Ying said standing at the door, with a bit of shyness on her face.

Zhang Jun nodded: "Thank you."

Liu Ying wanted to say something, but when she saw that Zhang Jun had already closed the door, she had to leave in disappointment.

Late at night, Zhang Jun was meditating and regulating his breathing when he suddenly heard a noise next door. At first, he thought it was Liu Ying walking around the room, but gradually, the footsteps got closer and closer, and they were actually outside his door.

"Click."

The door was gently pushed open.

Zhang Jun opened his eyes and saw a figure slowly walking in by the moonlight. It was Liu Ying, but her eyes were dull and her steps were strange, as if she was sleepwalking.

She was wearing a white midriff-baring dress, her hair was disheveled, and she walked barefoot to the bed and actually lay down on it.

"This room... was originally mine..." she muttered softly.

Zhang Jun then remembered that Liu Ying had said this room was originally her study, but later it was converted into a guest room. It seemed she had returned here out of habit.

A sleepwalker cannot be awakened forcibly, otherwise he might be frightened. Zhang Jun thought for a moment, took out a silver needle, and gently tapped Liu Ying's temple.

Liu Ying trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw the situation clearly, she was stunned. She was lying on Zhang Jun's bed, and Zhang Jun was sitting beside the bed looking at her.

"what!"

Liu Ying screamed and jumped out of bed, her face as red as a ripe apple.

"I...how could I..." She stammered and couldn't speak.