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

"What's his name?" Lin Yu asked.

Zhang Jianguo checked the medical records: "Abulimi Zhaxi, from Nujiang Prefecture, Yunnan. His father died of a heart attack in our hospital a month ago."

"What was the situation like?"

"His father was already in the late stages of myocardial infarction when he was brought in. We tried our best to save him, but we couldn't save him," Zhang Jianguo sighed. "This situation is very common in hospitals, and we handled it according to normal procedures."

"Then why does he want revenge?" Lin Yu frowned.

Zhang Haoran said a little embarrassedly, "At that time...I might not have been very polite at that time. He asked us for compensation and said that we should handle the funeral according to his ethnic customs. I thought he was being unreasonable, so...I had the security kick him out."

Lin Yu shook his head. This way of handling things is indeed likely to intensify the conflict.

"It's no use talking about this now. The key is to find him." Lin Yu looked at the surveillance footage. "Judging from his movements, he should live near the hospital."

Zhang Jianguo immediately arranged for people to search the hotels and guesthouses around the hospital. Their efforts paid off, and they soon found Abulimi Zhaxi in a small hotel.

"Boss, is this person still staying here?" Zhang Haoran asked the hotel owner holding the photo.

"Yes, in room 302. But this guy is quite weird. He cooks some weird things every day, and the whole corridor is filled with strange smells." The hotel owner complained.

Lin Yu and Zhang Haoran looked at each other, they should be refining the toxin.

"Are we going up now?" Zhang Haoran asked.

"Wait." Lin Yu stopped him. "It's better to call the police for this kind of thing. Besides, we need to make sure the toxin in his hands doesn't spread."

Soon, the police arrived at the scene. At Lin Yu's suggestion, they first evacuated the other guests of the hotel and then surrounded Room 302.

"Abulimi Zhaxi, we are the police. Please open the door and cooperate with the investigation."

There was a flurry of noise in the room, followed by the sound of breaking glass.

"He tried to escape by jumping out the window!"

The police immediately broke into the room and saw Abulimi Zhaxi preparing to jump out of the window with a glass bottle in his hand.

"Don't move! Put down what you're holding!"

Abulimi Zhaxi turned around and looked at Zhang Haoran, who had followed the police, with resentment in his eyes: "You guys killed my father. I'm going to make you all feel the pain!"

As he spoke, he raised the glass bottle in his hand, as if he wanted to smash it.

Lin Yu was quick-witted and rushed forward, accurately hitting the acupuncture point on Abulimi Zhaxi's wrist. The man's hand went numb, and the glass bottle fell to the ground, but did not break.

"That was a close call." Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. If this bottle of poison evaporated in the room, everyone present might be poisoned.

The police quickly took Abulimi Zhaxi under control and carefully collected various evidence in the room.

"What are these?" the policeman asked, pointing to a pile of plant debris on the table.

Lin Yu checked: "These are extracts of poisonous mushrooms, and some other poisonous plants. It seems that he is indeed making toxins here."

As Abulimi Zhaxi was being taken away, he was still cursing loudly: "You people have no conscience! My father died in such pain, and you didn't even say an apology!"

Zhang Jianguo felt a little guilty after hearing this. Although the hospital was not at fault during the treatment process, it did not do a good job in handling the emotions of the patient's family.

"Doctor Lin, now that the person has been caught, when will those patients be able to fully recover?" Zhang Jianguo asked.

"The source of the poison has been cut off, but to completely eliminate the toxins in the body, an antidote must be prepared." Lin Yu said, "I need some special herbs: white peony root, licorice, coptis root, honeysuckle, and the most important seven-leaf lily."

"Does the hospital have these medicinal herbs?"

"All the previous ones are available, but the seven-leafed lily is relatively rare, and it must be wild to be effective enough." Lin Yu explained, "I need to go back and look up the ancient books to determine the specific formula ratio."

Zhang Jianguo nodded repeatedly: "Just tell me what you need, money is not a problem."

The next day, Lin Yu returned to the clinic and began to read ancient medical books such as Qianjin Yaofang and Compendium of Materia Medica. After a night of research, he finally found the corresponding detoxification method.

This toxin, known in ancient times as "Mihunsan," is primarily composed of alkaloids from a certain poisonous mushroom. The key to detoxification lies in using the rhizome of the seven-leaf lily of the valley, combined with other heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs, to neutralize the toxin and restore normal nervous system function.

"Master, I found the seven-leafed flower you wanted." Xiaoya pushed the door open and came in with a small package in her hand.

"Where did you find it?" Lin Yu was a little surprised. This kind of medicinal material is indeed difficult to find.

"I asked my cousin for help. He works in the mountains and is quite familiar with these wild herbs," Xiaoya explained. "But he said they're very precious and most people wouldn't use them."

Lin Yu opened the package and found several rhizomes as thick as thumbs with special textures on the surface. He carefully examined them and confirmed that they were genuine seven-leaf aconite flowers.

"Okay, now we can prepare the antidote." Lin Yu began to mix the herbs according to the proportions of the ancient recipe.

Two days later, the antidote was prepared. Lin Yu came to Zhang's Hospital again. This time he brought not only the antidote, but also a complete treatment plan.

"Dear patients, this is a decoction specially prepared for you. Take it three times a day for seven consecutive days and you will be fully recovered." Lin Yu distributed the medicine to each patient.

"Doctor Lin, does this medicine really work?" asked the middle-aged man who had seen the black shadow before.

"Believe me, you will be completely back to normal in a week." Lin Yu said gently.

Sure enough, after three days of taking the medication, the patients' symptoms improved significantly. Their hallucinations disappeared, and their behavior returned to normal. A week later, all of them had fully recovered and were discharged from the hospital.

The "haunted" incident at Zhang's Hospital was completely resolved, and the hospital's reputation gradually recovered. More importantly, this incident made Zhang Jianguo and his son reflect deeply on their shortcomings in handling doctor-patient relationships.

"Dr. Lin, thank you so much." Zhang Jianguo solemnly handed over a contract. "This is the transfer agreement for 10% of the hospital's shares, and also includes your remuneration."

Lin Yu looked at the contract. Everything was in accordance with the previous agreement. From now on, he was not only a doctor, but also a shareholder of Zhang's Hospital.

"President Zhang, I have a suggestion." Lin Yu put away the contract. "In the future, when dealing with similar medical disputes, we must pay more attention to humanistic care. Many times, the patient's family does not want money, but understanding and respect."

Zhang Jianguo nodded in agreement: "You are right, we will definitely pay attention to this issue in the future."

Before leaving, Zhang Haoran said a little embarrassedly: "Doctor Lin, I was a little disrespectful to you before. I am really sorry."