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

Inside the banquet hall, everyone saw Mr. Lin slowly stand up, and they all stood up with respect on their faces. Mr. Lin's status in this city was very important, and someone who could make him stand up and pay his respects was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Everyone, it is our blessing to have the opportunity to meet a true miracle doctor today." Old Master Lin said loudly, looking at Ye Fan.

There was a murmur among the crowd, and many people cast curious glances. Ye Fan simply nodded calmly and said nothing more.

At this moment, a burly middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd with a disdainful smile on his face. His name was Wang Decai. He had been in the medicinal herbs business in this city for many years and controlled many channels for rare medicinal herbs.

"Mr. Lin, you said this guy is a miracle doctor?" Wang Decai deliberately raised his voice. "I'm very curious. If he's a miracle doctor, I wonder if he can cure Mr. Liu's illness?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to an old man sitting in the corner. Mr. Liu was in his seventies and a famous local collector, but his health had always been poor. His face was sallow and he coughed frequently.

Liu Ying frowned slightly when she heard this. She knew that Wang Decai was deliberately provoking trouble and wanted to embarrass Ye Fan.

Ye Fan glanced at Wang Decai and said lightly: "I can indeed cure Mr. Liu's illness."

"Oh?" A hint of pride flashed in Wang Decai's eyes. "That's great. However, Mr. Liu has been ill for several years and has seen no fewer than ten famous doctors, all of whom have said there is nothing they can do. If you can cure him, you'd be a true miracle doctor reincarnated."

Ye Fan walked to Mr. Liu, carefully observed his complexion and breath, and had already made a judgment in his mind.

"Mr. Liu has been poisoned, and the toxin has penetrated deep into his internal organs. It requires special methods to remove it." Ye Fan said.

"Poisoned?" Old Master Liu was a little surprised. "But I usually pay attention to my diet, how could I be poisoned?"

"This poison is not food poisoning, but chronic heavy metal poisoning. Do you often come into contact with antique calligraphy and paintings?" Ye Fan asked.

Mr. Liu suddenly realized: "Yes, I do often appreciate antiques, especially some ancient bronzes."

"That's right. Ancient bronzes contain large amounts of lead and mercury. Long-term exposure can lead to chronic poisoning." Ye Fan explained.

Wang Decai was a little unhappy when he saw Ye Fan's diagnosis was very clear. He sneered and said, "You sound quite right, but it's just empty talk. Since you said you can cure it, then show it to everyone."

"However," Wang Decai changed the subject, "Mr. Liu's illness requires a thousand-year-old ginseng to cure, right? I happen to have a thousand-year-old wild ginseng in my hand, which is worth tens of millions. If you can cure Mr. Liu's illness, I will give it to you for free. But, if you can't..."

"What if it can't be cured?" Ye Fan asked.

"If I can't cure it, you'll pay with your life!" Wang Decai said fiercely.

The banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Ye Fan, waiting for his answer.

Liu Ying pulled Ye Fan's sleeve with some worry and whispered, "Ye Fan, don't agree to him. This person has bad intentions."

Ye Fan patted her hands, motioning her to rest assured, then looked at Wang Decai: "Okay, I promise you."

A hint of pride flashed in Wang Decai's eyes, and he immediately sent for the thousand-year-old ginseng. Within ten minutes, an exquisite wooden box was brought up. When it was opened, a perfectly formed thousand-year-old wild ginseng appeared before everyone.

"This is the thousand-year-old wild ginseng that I have collected for many years. Its market value is at least tens of millions." Wang Decai said proudly.

Ye Fan looked at the ginseng and nodded: "It is indeed a good thing."

Then, under everyone's expectant gaze, Ye Fan did not touch the ginseng, but took out a set of silver needles from his bag.

"Huh? You don't need ginseng?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"There is no need for ginseng to treat this disease." Ye Fan said lightly.

Wang Decai's face changed. "What do you mean? Are you teasing us on purpose?"

Ye Fan ignored him and said to Mr. Liu: "Old man, lie down and I will treat you."

Although Mr. Liu was a little confused, he still lay down on the makeshift bed as Ye Fan requested.

The silver needles in Ye Fan's hands flew, and in an instant he inserted more than a dozen needles into Old Man Liu's body, each needle accurately hitting a specific acupuncture point.

"What kind of acupuncture method is this?" Old Master Lin couldn't help but ask.

"The Nine-Turn Soul-Restoring Needle is specially used to detoxify." Ye Fan said while giving the acupuncture.

After the acupuncture, Ye Fan took out a few specially made moxa sticks and performed fire therapy on Mr. Liu's back. As the moxa sticks burned, streams of heat penetrated into Mr. Liu's body.

About ten minutes later, Mr. Liu suddenly started coughing violently and spat out several mouthfuls of black blood. Everyone was a little worried when they saw this.

"Don't be nervous, this is detoxification." Ye Fan said calmly.

Sure enough, as the black blood was spit out, Mr. Liu's complexion began to improve. His originally sallow complexion gradually returned to a rosy hue, and his breathing became smoother.

"I...I feel a lot lighter!" Old Man Liu said in surprise. "The heaviness I've felt for so many years is finally gone!"

He tried to sit up and found that his movements were much more flexible than before, and even his voice became louder.

Warm applause instantly broke out in the banquet hall, and everyone was shocked by this magical scene.

“He’s truly a miracle doctor!”

"It's amazing! Just a few needles cured the disease!"

“This is real Chinese medicine!”

Everyone was talking about it and looking at Ye Fan with admiration.

Wang Decai's face turned extremely ugly. He wanted to laugh at Ye Fan, but he didn't expect that the other party really cured the disease, and he didn't use his thousand-year-old ginseng at all.

"This...how is this possible?" Wang Decai stuttered.

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Fan put away the silver needle. "The essence of Chinese medicine lies in treating the disease based on the syndrome differentiation. Not all diseases require expensive herbs. Sometimes, the simplest method is the most effective."

Old Master Liu excitedly shook Ye Fan's hand: "Divine Doctor, your great kindness will never be forgotten!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning."

At this time, many people began to step forward and hand over their business cards, hoping to make friends with Ye Fan.

"Doctor Ye, this is my business card. If you need any help in the future, just let me know."

"Doctor Ye, I'm in the real estate business. If you need a house, I'll give you the best price."

"Doctor Ye, I have an elderly person at home who is in poor health. I wonder if you have time..."

Faced with everyone's enthusiasm, Ye Fan just nodded politely, but did not accept anyone's business card.