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

"Ms. Liu, you should think twice."

Even Liu Ying began to hesitate. Although her grandfather's condition had indeed improved, what these people said was not without reason. What if it really was some harmful drug...

"Mr. Zhou, how about..." Liu Ying started tentatively.

Zhou Qing glanced at her, feeling somewhat disappointed. He turned around and prepared to return to his room: "Since you all don't believe it, there's nothing more to say."

"Wait!" the Chinese medicine dealer insisted. "I've already hired a professional pharmacist. Mr. Zhou, why don't you write out a prescription and have it prepared right here on the spot so we can all see what this miracle drug is."

As he spoke, he waved towards the door. Soon, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked in, carrying a medicine box in his hand.

"This is Pharmacist Li, very famous in our area."

Pharmacist Li pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Zhou, since everyone has concerns, why not prepare a pair right here and now? That will put people at ease."

Zhou Qing stopped and looked back at everyone: "I'll say it again, I can't show my recipe to anyone."

"That means you're guilty!"

"There must be something wrong!"

"Miss Liu, you have to be careful."

As the voices of doubt continued to rise, Liu Ying's expression grew increasingly grim. She looked at Zhou Qing, then at the others, unsure who to trust.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, everyone!"

An old but powerful voice came from outside the crowd. Everyone turned around and saw a gray-haired old man walking quickly towards them with an anxious look on his face.

"It's Doctor Wang!" Someone recognized the person.

Wang Dingguo trotted over to Zhou Qing and knelt down without saying a word: "Master! I'm late!"

Everyone present was stunned by this kneeling.

Wang Dingguo's status in the local medical community was well known to everyone. He was a skilled doctor with a high moral character, and even officials had to show him respect. How could such a person actually kneel down and call Zhou Qing "Master"?

"Doctor Wang, what are you doing..." Liu Ying asked stutteringly.

Wang Dingguo stood up, his expression serious: "Miss Liu, what nonsense are these people talking about?"

The man who was doing the Chinese medicine business was a little panicked: "Doctor Wang, we just think there is something wrong with Zhou Qing's medicine and want to test it..."

"Test?" Wang Dingguo sneered, "What qualifications do you have to test my master's medicine?"

"Master?" Pharmacist Li pushed up his glasses. "Doctor Wang, are you sure you're not mistaken? Isn't this Zhou Qing the son-in-law of the Wang family?"

Wang Dingguo's face darkened. "Nonsense! My master's medical skills are extraordinary. How can you, a frog in a well, understand?"

Then he turned to Liu Ying and said, "Miss Liu, how is your grandfather's condition?"

"Much better, my mental state is much stronger than before." Liu Ying answered truthfully.

"That's right." Wang Dingguo nodded. "My master will take action and the medicine will naturally cure the disease."

Despite Wang Dingguo's words, the suspicion on everyone's faces had not completely dissipated. After all, Zhou Qing's previous reputation was too bad, and it was hard to believe that he had suddenly become a miracle doctor.

"Doctor Wang, even though you said that, we're still a little worried." The woman murmured softly, "After all, it concerns Mr. Liu's health..."

Wang Dingguo was about to lose his temper, but Zhou Qing waved his hand and said, "Forget it, they can believe it or not."

As he said this, he turned to leave, but was stopped by a voice.

"Wait a minute."

Everyone turned around and saw a wheelchair slowly approaching. In the wheelchair sat a pale old man. Although he looked frail, his eyes were unusually sharp.

"Mr. Lin?" Liu Ying exclaimed in surprise.

The visitor was none other than Lin Tianhua, the CEO of the Lin Group. He held a high position in the local business community, standing on equal footing with the Liu family. However, the old man had been in poor health and had not appeared in public for many years.

Lin Tianhua's wheelchair stopped in front of Zhou Qing. He looked at the young man carefully and asked, "Are you Zhou Qing?"

Zhou Qing nodded: "Exactly."

"I heard that you are a good doctor?" Lin Tianhua's voice was a little hoarse.

"Average." Zhou Qing responded indifferently.

Lin Tianhua suddenly laughed: "Interesting. Divine Doctor Wang calls you Master, and you still say it's just average?"

Zhou Qing looked at Lin Tianhua, a strange look flashing in his eyes: "There is still some poison in Mr. Lin's body that has not been cleared, so his condition has been up and down over the years."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Lin Tianhua's expression changed instantly: "What did you say?"

"Didn't Mr. Lin suffer from food poisoning three years ago?" Zhou Qing continued. "Although he received prompt treatment, the toxins weren't completely eliminated and remained in his body, causing his condition to deteriorate."

Lin Tianhua's eyes widened: "How...how did you know?"

Very few people knew about this matter, and even many people in the Lin family were unclear about the specifics. How could Zhou Qing, with just one glance at him, be so accurate?

"I can tell." Zhou Qing answered simply.

"Impossible!" Pharmacist Li exclaimed excitedly, "How could such an accurate diagnosis be made just by looking with the naked eye?"

"That's right, this is too mysterious."

"I must have inquired about it in advance."

Doubts rang out again, but Lin Tianhua fell into deep thought. The poisoning three years ago was indeed the turning point in his declining health. Although he was old, he was still quite strong before, but since that incident, he began to fall ill frequently, and each time it was very serious.

I've been to every major hospital, and tried both Chinese and Western medicine, but they can only alleviate the symptoms, not cure it. If what Zhou Qing said is right, then his medical skills...

"If it's really as you say," Lin Tianhua said slowly, "then do you have a way to cure it?"

Zhou Qing looked at him, then at the questioning faces around him: "Does Mr. Lin really want to treat it?"

"Of course!" Lin Tianhua answered without hesitation.

"Okay then." Zhou Qing took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a black pill. "Take this medicine, and the poison will be cleared in three days."

Lin Tianhua took the pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

"Mr. Lin!" Everyone around exclaimed, "How could you take his medicine so casually?"

“What if there’s a problem?”

"Too risky!"

Lin Tianhua waved his hand: "Wealth and honor are sought in danger. If he is really capable, I will make a profit. If not..." He looked at Zhou Qing, "Then I will accept it."

Zhou Qing nodded: "We'll see the result in three days."

After saying that, he turned and went back to his room, leaving the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Three days is neither long nor short.

For three days, the entire city was buzzing about Zhou Qing and Lin Tianhua's "bet." Some said Zhou Qing was a charlatan and that Old Master Lin was doomed. Others said that since even Dr. Wang acknowledged him as his disciple, he must have some extraordinary talent.

Liu Ying had been feeling uneasy for the past three days. On the one hand, she had witnessed Zhou Qing's miraculous treatment of her grandfather; on the other, she was also worried by the public's doubts. What if Zhou Qing really was a fraud? What would happen to her grandfather's health?