The road is right under your feet

There were also several bite wounds on his body, and the wounds were visibly festering, as if the air had become much more turbid.

Bai Xing frowned, "The wound is poisonous."

"Poisoned?" Doctor Chang's face changed. "How could it be? I have suspected it, but I have checked it many times and there is no sign of poisoning."

Bai Xing withdrew his spiritual consciousness, his face somewhat solemn, "This is the power of this poison, it is like poison but not poisonous, it has extremely strong corrosiveness, it is hard to guard against, and ordinary methods are useless."

Everyone's faces changed. Doctor Bao retorted, "It's impossible. I did it myself and it was fine. How could it be corroded?"

Doctor Luo also said: "Yes, we have come into contact with such patients and none of them have any symptoms or plague."

"Doctor Yun, did you make a wrong diagnosis?"

Bai Xing smiled and asked instead of answering, "Who are the majority of those who have the plague?"

"Of course it's the soldiers. Besides, almost all the injured will have a strange disease that cannot be cured."

A middle-aged imperial physician said without hesitation.

Bai Xing chuckled, with profound meaning.

Several people looked at each other, and suddenly there was a guess, "Could it be?"

Bai Xing continued to smile, “You have been in contact with two types of patients, but you have no signs of illness. This is the best proof.

This toxin is indeed highly contagious and corrosive, but it can only be transmitted through wounds. Even a small puncture by a needle or a scratch on the skin will not be immune. "

A look of surprise flashed across Doctor Chang's eyes, and suddenly a light of inspiration flashed in his eyes.

Bai Xing lowered his head in thought. Judging from its symptoms, it should be a moth cat, but...how could such a spiritual beast appear here?

The ground moth cat looks like a civet cat. When it grows up, it is as big as a leopard, has long fur, and cries like a baby.

Its reputation is sometimes good and sometimes bad. It is a fighting cat among cats. It has extremely fast reaction speed and is as swift as the wind. Once you are targeted by it, there is almost no chance of escaping.

The book records that the moth cat is a solitary spirit beast with a strong sense of territory. It is sensitive and warlike. It is not easy to tame such a spirit beast and use it as a combat cat.

The Ji Dynasty has made a big move. No, it’s the Feiyun Sect behind it that has made a big move.

In order to bring down the Kingdom of Wu, every possible means was used.

It seems like nothing has been done, yet everything has been done.

The mothcat itself is not very strong, which is proportional to its size. What really makes it a fighting cat among cats is its corrosive and infectious saliva and its ghostly speed.

If it bites you, even if you don't die, the only thing that awaits you is death from body festering.

If a person is bitten by it, not only will the wound fester, but the person will also have a persistent high fever, runny nose and phlegm, and feel limp all over, with even dull pain in the bones.

In short, in one word, life is worse than death.

Ordinary methods are indeed useless. However, if you can get the feces of a moth cat, ferment it, dry it, and then add comfrey to make a powder, it may be feasible.

Although there is a kind of elixir that can cure diseases, they are all ordinary people, and taking such a powerful elixir is tantamount to seeking death.

Bai Xing's eyes gradually turned cold. This was indeed a good trick. In this way, even the bravest and most skilled soldiers would not be able to escape.

Let me ask you, how can an ordinary person be faster than a moth cat?

How is this different from a target?

Furthermore, the soldiers who were bitten could only watch their own and their comrades' bodies fester bit by bit, and they were helpless and could do nothing.

The double torture of mental and physical torture will cause even the most determined soldier to collapse.

It's really a life worse than death.

Bai Xing didn't stay in the tent any longer, but turned and walked out.

Seeing this, several imperial doctors were dumbfounded, "Just... leave?"

"So..." Doctor Chang was heartbroken, his hands were shaking as he pointed at the door, "Such... behavior! It's unworthy of such a great responsibility!"

Bai Xing, who was overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility, checked the patients suffering from the plague, and after confirming them, he turned around and went to Wu Yanjin.

From a distance, I could hear a burst of scolding coming from the tent.

"You, you, tell me about yourself. The ancestor has high hopes for you, so he specially gave you the word 'Hong' and named you Chang Hong.

What about you? You just spend your time drinking and partying, and playing cockfighting and running around with your dogs.

If you were half as diligent as Shuang'er, I wouldn't have..."

"Alas~" Wu Yanjin swung his sleeves, "Go back to your sister. You are grown up now, and I can't teach you anymore. Let your sister teach you a lesson."

Wu Changhong lowered his head and pretended to be dead, but when he heard these words, he immediately turned pale.

He slid down to his knees and hugged Wu Yanjin's thighs, "No, father, I will die. My sister will definitely want me to go to the battlefield. I will really die, father."

"Can you bear to see your son die? My elder and second brothers are gone. If I die, who will be there to show filial piety to you, father?"

Wu Changhong cried so hard that his tears and snot were all wiped on Wu Yanjin's clothes.

Wu Yanjin was so disgusted that he kicked him directly.

"roll!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of here right now." Wu Changhong ran out of the door in a hurry as if he had been pardoned.

Halfway out, he turned back and said, "Father, calm down and take care of yourself."

"Ouch." Wu Changhong accidentally bumped into Bai Xing who had just entered the room.

He caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and subconsciously dodged, but ended up bumping into the door frame.

Wu Yanjin subconsciously turned around and looked, his face full of nervousness, and he swallowed back the worried words that were about to come out of his mouth.

When he turned around, he saw Bai Xing who had just walked in, and Wu Changhong who was standing beside him, covering his nose with tears in his eyes.

Wu Changhong looked at Bai Xing with his eyes widened. "You, you, you, aren't you that quack doctor? Well, you've even come this far to cheat people."

"Someone, get it for me!"

The guard outside the door did not move. Wu Changhong was already angry, and now he became even angrier. He was about to scold him, but was frightened by his father.

"How dare you! How can you speak like that? If you can't speak, kneel down in front of me."

With a plop, Wu Changhong fell to his knees, looking aggrieved.

Bai Xing chuckled, "Your Majesty, the prince has a childlike temperament, which is rare."

Wu Yanjin's face looked ugly. He was already an adult, but he still acted like a child. He deserved it!

Then, he sighed, "It's also my fault. I have been guarding the border for many years and neglected to discipline him, so he developed such a temper."

"I'm sorry to have made Doctor Yun laugh."

Wu Changhong curled his lips and glared at Bai Xing imperceptibly.

Bai Xing just looked at him with a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he looked away.

As he walked to his seat and sat down, he said, "Your Majesty, I came here to report something important."

"Oh?" Wu Yanjin's heart moved, "Doctor Yun, please speak quickly."

"I wonder if there is purple grass in the army?"

Wu Yanjin pondered and said, "Yes, there are, but the quantity is limited. Now it can only be used for soldiers with less serious injuries."

Lithospermum officinale has the therapeutic effect of promoting blood circulation and promoting muscle regeneration, so it is understandable that it is distributed in this way.

"I need a lot of purple grass." Bai Xing said bluntly, "Also, I need a lot of cat feces."

"This..." Wu Yanjin asked doubtfully, "I wonder what you want these things for? And how many do you need?"

"The more, the merrier."

Wu Yanjin pondered, "This cat manure is easy to deal with, but this purple grass is really hard to come by. All the nearby towns have been emptied. If we want a large amount of purple grass, we can only transport it from farther away."

Bai Xing smiled and said, "What I want is the moth cat feces sent by the Ji Dynasty, the more the better."

"Of course, if you find the moth cat somewhere else, that's fine too."

After hearing this, Wu Yanjin fell silent.

"If Doctor Ruoyun is in urgent need, I will write a letter right away to ask for the ancestor's help."

"No need to be so troublesome." Bai Xing smiled and shook his head. "Since it is a fight between mortals, cultivators should not take action. Besides, the senior is about to break through, so it is better not to disturb him."

Wu Yanjin was even more silent. "I'm sorry, I... am afraid I can't do anything about the cat feces you want, but I will find some purple grass for you within half a month... no, within three days, I will deliver it to you."

Bai Xing smiled and nodded, "That's great. I have a plan for the cat feces issue."

"Please speak, Doctor Yun." A gleam appeared in Wu Yanjin's eyes.

"You just need to find some catnip and put it in the trap, and the moth cats will definitely rush into the trap."

"But I want to live, and Your Majesty should know what to do."

Even cats can't resist the temptation of catnip.

Bai Xing was smiling, Wu Yanjin saw it and felt uncomfortable.

He coughed lightly, thinking that he was a veteran who had fought on the battlefield for many years, and it was unbelievable that he would show cowardice in front of a doctor.

After calming down, he asked, "I wonder what this catnip is?"

"Oh~ It's Nepeta."

"It's this kind of plant." Wu Yanjin suddenly realized, "That's right, this kind of plant can be found everywhere in the back mountain."

"Can it be seen everywhere in the back mountain?" Bai Xing lowered his brows and thought to himself.

"Yes, the mountain behind us can be seen almost everywhere." Wu Yanjin replied, not realizing that it was wrong. "If you need it, I will send someone to pick it. You can have as much as you want."