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

"Acupuncture to treat poisoning? That's pure fantasy!" the neurologist sneered. "Do you think this is a martial arts novel?"

Lin Yu did not argue, but looked at Zhang Jianguo: "Dean Zhang, can you let me try?"

Zhang Jianguo hesitated for a moment. The hospital was at its wit's end, so it might as well try something else: "Okay, you give it a try."

"Wait!" the psychology professor stood up. "Who's responsible if a medical malpractice occurs? Does this young man have a medical license?"

Zhang Haoran quickly said: "Of course Doctor Lin has the qualifications, and his medical skills are very advanced."

"Brilliant?" the Feng Shui master scoffed. "I think this guy just wants to be in the spotlight. The real problem lies with the hospital's Feng Shui layout. Just adjust it as I say, and I guarantee the ailment will be cured."

Lin Yu glanced at everyone present. These so-called experts could only talk big but could not come up with any practical solutions.

"Everyone, instead of arguing here, let the facts speak for themselves." Lin Yu's tone remained calm. "I will go treat the patient now, and we will see the result in an hour."

After saying that, he walked directly out of the meeting room and headed towards the ward.

Zhang Jianguo and his son Zhang Haoran hurriedly caught up, and other experts also followed curiously, wanting to see what this young man was up to.

In the ward, the middle-aged man who saw the black shadow was tossing and turning on the bed, muttering something.

"Sir, I need to give you a few injections. It may be a little painful, but it will get better soon." Lin Yu said gently.

"Doctor, can you really drive away those dark shadows?" The man asked with hope in his eyes.

"Trust me." Lin Yu began to disinfect the silver needle.

The experts watching stretched their necks, wanting to see what Lin Yu was going to do.

Lin Yu chose several special acupuncture points: Baihui, Shenting, Yintang, and Taiyang. These acupuncture points are all related to the brain's nervous system. The moment the silver needle pierced, the man's body trembled slightly.

"What's the point of this? Can the disease be cured by just giving a few injections?" the neurologist muttered.

Lin Yu ignored the outside world's doubts and focused on adjusting the depth and angle of the needle. He used the "clearing the mind and refreshing the brain acupuncture method" recorded in ancient medical books, which was specifically used to treat various symptoms of unconsciousness.

Ten minutes later, the man's breathing gradually stabilized, and his originally frightened eyes became clearer.

"How do you feel?" Lin Yu asked.

The man blinked and looked around. "Those...those shadows seem to have faded a lot. They're not as clear as before."

Everyone present was stunned. How could it be effective so quickly?

"It might be psychological suggestion," the psychology professor forced an explanation. "The patient believes the treatment is effective, so the symptoms are temporarily relieved."

Lin Yu did not refute, but walked towards the next patient. This was an old lady who kept talking to herself and was originally hospitalized for high blood pressure.

Same acupuncture technique, same acupoints. Twenty minutes later, the old lady stopped talking to herself. Although she still seemed a little confused, she was obviously much more awake than before.

The third patient, the fourth patient...

An hour later, the symptoms of all five patients had improved significantly. Although they had not yet fully returned to normal, their hallucinations had been significantly reduced and their behavior was no longer as abnormal.

There was silence in the conference room.

"This...how is this possible?" The neurologist was stunned.

The Feng Shui master's expression turned grim. "This is only temporary, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. The real problem is Feng Shui."

"Really?" Lin Yu smiled. "Then may I ask, Master, if it is a Feng Shui problem, why can I relieve the symptoms with acupuncture? Can silver needles also change Feng Shui?"

The Feng Shui master was speechless after being asked this question.

Zhang Jianguo excitedly shook Lin Yu's hand: "Doctor Lin, you are amazing! What is going on?"

"As I said before, this is poisoning," Lin Yu explained. "This toxin mainly affects the brain's neurotransmitters, causing hallucinations and abnormal behavior. I use acupuncture to stimulate the relevant acupoints, which can temporarily regulate the nervous system and relieve symptoms."

"Then why didn't our blood tests find any abnormalities?" asked the attending physician puzzledly.

"Because the concentration of this toxin in the blood is very low and it is metabolized very quickly, it is difficult to detect it using ordinary examination methods." Lin Yu paused, "More importantly, this toxin was artificially introduced."

"Humanly released?" Zhang Jianguo's face changed drastically. "You mean... someone deliberately poisoned it?"

"That's right." Lin Yu's expression became serious. "This poisonous mushroom extract is a means of revenge used by some ethnic minorities. Dean Zhang, have you offended anyone recently?"

Zhang Jianguo and Zhang Haoran, father and son, looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

"This...how is this possible? Who would do this?" Zhang Jianguo's voice trembled slightly.

"Think carefully, have there been any conflicts recently, or have you offended anyone?" Lin Yu asked.

Zhang Haoran suddenly remembered something: "Dad, could it be that patient from Yunnan?"

"What patient?"

"It was the guy from last month who said our hospital killed his father and asked us for compensation. We later kicked him out," Zhang Haoran recalled.

Zhang Jianguo suddenly realized: "Yes! That person said he was from an ethnic minority in Yunnan and said he would make us pay a price. I thought he was just talking."

Lin Yu nodded: "It seems that the source has been found. This form of revenge is indeed a tradition of some ethnic minorities. They will add this toxin to food or medicine to make their enemies suffer from hallucinations."

"What should we do now?" Zhang Jianguo asked anxiously.

"First, we need to find this person and stop him from poisoning us. Secondly, we need to prepare an antidote to completely remove the toxins from the patient's body." Lin Yu said, "However, the preparation of the antidote requires some special medicinal materials, which may take some time."

Zhang Jianguo said without hesitation, "Whatever is needed, we will fully cooperate. Doctor Lin, if you can solve this problem, in addition to the promised compensation, I am willing to give you 10% of the hospital's shares."

A 10% stake? This hospital, while currently facing difficulties, would generate at least tens of millions in annual revenue if it operated normally. A 10% stake would mean millions in dividends annually.

"Okay, I accept this condition." Lin Yu nodded in agreement, "But we have to hurry up. If we don't solve it quickly, more patients may be poisoned."

That evening, Zhang Jianguo retrieved the hospital's surveillance footage from the past month and, after careful screening, discovered a suspicious figure.

"That's him!" Zhang Haoran pointed at a middle-aged man in the surveillance footage. "This guy has been appearing near the hospital in recent days, and he's always acting suspiciously."

The man in the picture is about forty years old, with dark skin and simple clothes. He really looks like he is from the mountainous area of ​​Yunnan.