Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Zeng Yuanqing didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Wang Mingqian, and replied respectfully: "General, it seems that Cui Shaoqing was poisoned by two kinds of poison. One is just a drug commonly used by people in the martial arts world. It is slightly toxic and can cause paralysis and coma. The drug has now been cured."

"If he's been freed, why hasn't he woken up yet?" Zhao Shan's eyes were red from crying, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a snot bubble burst out of his nostrils, looking extremely funny.

Zeng Yuanqing sighed and shook his head. "I suspect that the reason Cui Shaoqing hasn't woken up yet is probably because he's been poisoned by another type of poison... Forgive my incompetence. I've been practicing medicine for decades, but I've never seen such a poison before."

Wang Mingqian turned his gaze to Zhou Buzhi who was standing beside him.

Zhou Buzhi, noticing the gaze falling on him, quickly took over the conversation: "My thoughts differ slightly from Dr. Zeng's. I believe that what happened to Cui Shaoqing was not poison, but an evil spirit."

"Evil thing?"

"Yes, General Zhonglang." Although they were all from the Imperial Medical Bureau, the Bureau had four departments: medicine, acupuncture, massage, and incantations. They were united externally but in competition internally.

"If that's the case, why don't you quickly exorcise the evil spirit from Cui Shaoqing!" Wang Mingqian didn't have the patience to beat around the bush at this moment. He didn't want to hear nonsense and just wanted to know if there was any way to cure Cui Yi quickly!

Zhou Buzhi took a step back and said, "General Zhonglang, I'm not very skilled. I've tried, but this doctor from the Dali Temple and that...coroner~"

He paused, his lips curled downward, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "They both said they had a way to cure Cui Shaoqing. This matter is of great importance, and I dare not make the decision. The General of the Central Army is here, so why not listen to what they have to say?"

"Dr. Zhou is right. We are not well-versed in the art, so the General of the Central Army might as well ask them." Zeng Yuanqing agreed with him in a cold tone. They have always switched very quickly between fighting within the group and fighting outside the group.

If you look down on the Imperial Medical Bureau, fine, just do it yourself.

The five words "dog eyes look down on people" were personified at this moment. Wang Mingqian and Zhao Shan were not fools, of course they could see that the two of them did it on purpose. The former could still hold back his anger, but the latter could not.

Zhao Shan immediately wiped the snot bubbles off his face with his backhand, raised his chin and said coldly: "If you can't treat it, what are you two still doing here? Get someone who can!"

"Zhao Xingcheng!" Wang Mingqian's eyes held a hint of warning. Cui Bianxu hadn't woken up yet, and the best doctors in Chang'an were all in the Imperial Medical Bureau. What good would it do to offend them? Why was he suddenly throwing a tantrum at this moment?

However, Zhao Shan was very stubborn. He snorted coldly at the two of them with an overly straightforward look in his eyes. Zeng Yuanqing and Zhou Buzhi were not the ones who didn't care about face at all. They couldn't afford to offend the Wang family of Taiyuan and the Cui family of Qinghe. Could they really be so servile as to kowtow to a mere child of the Zhao family of Tianshui?

The two looked at each other and left without saying a word.

Ning Yuye felt relieved at first, and his whole body felt extremely comfortable. However, the comfort did not last for more than two seconds. When he met Zhao Shan's sharp gaze, he timidly bent his back again: "Master Zhao... General of the Central Army..."

The people had already been driven away, so Wang Mingqian could only temporarily place his hopes on Ning Yuye and Ding Yuan: "Do you two really have a way to save him?"

It's rare that he doesn't feel confident when asked. If his medical skills were really good, he would have gone to the Imperial Medical Bureau long ago. Why would he still be treating prisoners in the Dali Temple every day at his age?

As for Ding Yuan, there is no need to say more. His profession is not suitable for the job. He is a man who deals with dead bodies. If you ask him to treat a disease, he will dare to do so, but do you dare to let him treat it?

In comparison, Wang Mingqian placed his meager hope on Ning Yuye.

Ning Yuye looked at Ding Yuan. This kid was still looking at his nose, and his eyes were almost cross-eyed!

He understood that he had to be the one to take the lead in this matter. His eyes fell on the dying Cui Bianxu, and he felt his back bend two more inches. Never mind, he was old, and if anything really happened, he would just die.

"When I was young and traveling, I saved a man by chance. This man was doing a low-class business. According to him, these people specialize in the affairs of the underworld. When they walk around, they all claim that they can understand yin and yang, and talk about ghosts and gods. These people all keep some half-dead creatures in their hands, which they call yin beasts." Speaking of his youth, Ning Yuye's eyes were a little distant. Life is like a flash of lightning, and those unrestrained years seem to be just yesterday.

Wang Mingqian lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking: "Are you saying that those black cats are Yin beasts?"

"Yes."

Ning Yuye collected his turbulent thoughts and continued, "The General of the Central Army should know that all creatures in the world are weakest when they are just born or about to die. But this Yin Beast must start from birth. Its first bite must be dead human flesh. It takes at least a year to fully develop. If it eats anything else during this period, the Yin Beast will be useless. And after becoming an adult, Yin Beasts are so used to eating dead human flesh that they won't even touch anything else. During this period, out of ten wild animals, no more than one can grow into a Yin Beast."

At first, Wang Leisheng felt like he was listening to a storyteller. He thought what Old Man Ning said was too bizarre. But when he heard the end, he suddenly understood. No wonder only one out of ten survived. How could a newborn animal not die if it ate dead human flesh instead of milk?

"Once a Yin Beast is raised, it becomes incredibly agile and at least twice the size of a normal one. It's said that if it's raised for a long time, it can grow to ten times that size. However, that person also said that he had never seen such a Yin Beast before, and that it was just a rumor within the industry. Once raised, Yin Beasts are completely obedient to their masters, and won't hesitate even if told to die. A Yin Beast's claws, fangs, and even its fur are all filled with venom. I suspect that this was the venom that struck Cui Shaoqing."

Although what he said was mysterious, it seemed to have substance. Wang Mingqian and Zhao Shan nodded from time to time as they listened. "Then what is the solution to this sinister evil?"

After talking for a long time, they finally got to the point, but Ning Yuye hesitated and looked embarrassed to speak. In the end, Zhao Shan shouted it out to him.

"That's right, they're going to remove the owner's heart, burn it with human oil... and then use the smoke to smoke the wound..."

As soon as these words were spoken, except for Ding Yuan who had already known about it, the expressions of the other three people changed. Wang Mingqian felt that everything from last night until now was too bizarre and far from the sage books he had read since he was a child.

Zhao Shan, who had read more than him, revealed a new side of himself. He jumped out of bed and rushed out impatiently: "Where's that thief Cui Yi killed? Go, rip out his heart and refine his fat into human oil. What are you still standing there for? Quick!"