A husband found in the village? I bought a regent for a penny!

Mr. Zhao muttered to himself, very seriously, oblivious to everyone else.

Gu Xixi stood beside him, not wanting to disturb him, so she could only wait.

Mr. Zhao flipped the sheep's eyelids and then pulled out its tongue to look at it.

Then, looking displeased, he shook his hand and stood up, saying, "I'm not sick."

The cook and Meng Chengping repeated in unison, "Not sick?"

Mr. Zhao said impatiently, "Yes, it's not sheep plague."

Seeing that he was about to leave while he was talking, Meng Chengping quickly grabbed him and asked, "So what exactly do you think is the reason for these sheep's behavior?"

Mr. Zhao stopped and said, "Poisoning, but the toxicity is very weak. To be more precise, I ate something bad."

"However, I don't know exactly what caused these symptoms."

Upon hearing that the cause of the illness had been found, Meng Chengping exclaimed with delight, "Just as Boss Gu predicted."

He looked at Mr. Zhao expectantly, "Then why don't you hurry up and prescribe some medicine for these sheep?"

Mr. Zhao stared at Meng Chengping, breathless. "I already told you I don't know exactly what they eat to become like this."

"Besides, they don't eat any medicinal herbs, so how can I prescribe medicine?"

"I'm a doctor, a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner! Not a veterinarian!"

"Tell your general that killing the sheep as soon as possible won't affect our meat consumption!"

Meng Chengping was stunned by Mr. Zhao's shout and had no power to retaliate.

Mr. Zhao stormed off with his medicine kit on his back.

Meng Chengping noticed the smile lines that the cook hadn't yet disappeared from his lips, and his eyebrows shot up. "Laughing, laughing, is it funny?"

"You're a sheep farmer, don't you know that people and sheep are different?"

The cook almost couldn't hold it in again.

His lips trembled, and his face contorted as he struggled to suppress laughter.

"General Meng used to be a sheep farmer, but I didn't hear you mention that earlier..."

Gu Xixi and Mu Nanzhao both glanced at Meng Chengping, their minds filled with amusement.

It turns out that General Meng, who was highly valued and trusted, had a past as a shepherd boy.

Meng Chengping blushed inexplicably, and raised his foot as if to kick the group of soldiers, "Get out of here, or your boss will deal with you!"

The cook covered his mouth and ran out of the sheepfold, only bursting into unrestrained laughter once he was far away.

Meng Chengping was a little embarrassed. "Brother Mu, Boss Gu, you both know about this."

Gu Xixi was already squatting in the spot where Mr. Zhao had been, examining the sheep.

But that didn't stop her from speaking, "Okay, I understand."

"General Meng has risen from a sheep-raising cook to his current position, which shows that he has been through a lot of training over the years. His future is limitless."

Meng Chengping was taken aback, and then became shy. "Really?"

"The general said I still have a long way to go."

Meng Chengping was too embarrassed to tell people that when he first joined the army, he was assigned to the cook battalion.

Since he was a newcomer at the time, the tasks of feeding, caring for, and preparing fodder for the sheep naturally fell to him.

In fact, the general later said that he initially chose Meng Chengping because he was a rich young master from the county town, had a carefree personality, and was eager to go to the battlefield to make military achievements.

Such reckless and unstable actions are unacceptable in the military.

So even though the general could see Meng Chengping's strength at a glance, he still sent him to the cook camp.

As we all know, the final result was as we saw.

Meng Chengping truly lived up to expectations, seizing opportunities step by step and earning military merits to climb up from the cookhouse.

After looking at one sheep, Gu Xixi went to look at several more sheep that were about to collapse, as well as those that hadn't yet collapsed.

Seeing her stand up, Mu Nanzhao said knowingly, "You figured out the reason?"

Gu Xixi didn't answer directly, but said to Meng Chengping, "Let's go take a look at the place where the grass is being cut."

Meng Chengping secretly gave Mu Nanzhao a sympathetic look and quickly led the way.

There is a large patch of overgrown weeds just outside the east side of the military camp.

Meng Chengping said, "This is the place. I used to feed sheep here and cut grass here."

Gu Xixi has stopped talking.

She walked towards the grass, bent down to observe, and could still see the neat stubble left from cutting the grass nearby.

Meng Chengping, being sensible, stopped bothering him.

After a while, Gu Xixi said calmly, "Found it, epilepsy."

Meng Chengping rushed over to look at the small blade of grass that Gu Xixi was holding in her hand.

The grass grows very inconspicuously, with thin stems and tender opposite leaves; if you don't look closely, it even looks a bit like shepherd's purse.

"Epilepsy? Isn't that a human disease? We have a relative who has it."

Gu Xixi smiled and said, "This epilepsy is a real epilepsy."

"As the name suggests, if a sheep eats it, its limbs will become paralyzed, and then it will become weak and convulsed."

Meng Chengping asked in confusion, "But don't these livestock know how to distinguish what they can eat and what they can't eat?"

Gu Xixi said, "This herb isn't actually poisonous. It doesn't smell like any poisonous plants, and it tastes quite good. General Meng, would you like to try it?"

Meng Chengping said with a bitter face, "I'll pass."

Mu Nanzhao had been deep in thought since earlier.

He suddenly asked Gu Xixi, "The master said this thing isn't poisonous, so why are there still these serious symptoms?"

Gu Xixi said, "It only paralyzes the peripheral nerves throughout the body. As long as you don't eat too much at once, you won't die."

Meng Chengping nodded. "Mr. Zhao also said it was a mild poison and there was no way to detoxify it."

Mu Nanzhao pondered for a moment and said, "There is no way to detoxify it, which means that conventional methods of poison testing cannot detect it."

"Plus, sheep can eat a lot..."

Gu Xixi blurted out, "Warhorses can only eat!"

The two looked at each other simultaneously, a calculating smile playing on their lips, both seeing the same excitement in each other's eyes.

Meng Chengping stared blankly at this and that, then suddenly realized, "Oh! I know! It's not for our warhorses, but for..."

He jumped for joy, "Great! Perhaps there's a way to resolve our army's crisis!"

"You two take your time, I'll go find the General first!"

Watching Meng Chengping disappear into the distance, Mu Nanzhao murmured, "That kid knows how to steal credit."

Gu Xixi shook her head and sighed, "Isn't he going to save those sheep? How heartless!"

Half an hour later, Gu Xixi stood outside the sheepfold, watching the soldiers feed the sheep soapberry water.

Soldiers often use dried soap pods for washing clothes and bathing; they can be found in any tent.

The poor sheep had no idea what was happening. They were held down by people, their mouths were pried open and soapberry water was poured in. After a while, they started to gag and spit bubbles.

Once they have vomited everything out of their stomachs, withhold food for two days and only give them water. They will gradually recover.

As they left the sheepfold, Mu Nanzhao asked, "Didn't you say you didn't know anything about medicine or veterinary medicine? How do you know about this method?"

Gu Xixi smiled gently, "I just happened to have met you once, it's just experience."

In her past life, she was collecting wild herbs, and there were epilepsy-inducing plants growing nearby. Occasionally, sheep would collapse and become unable to get up in the village where she was temporarily staying. The villagers had seen this many times and were very skilled at handling it.

It is said that eventually, the sheep in the village evolved and learned to avoid epilepsy.

A soldier jogged up to the two men, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "The General invites our distinguished guests into the tent for a meeting!"