Xiao Yunze turned around and asked, "How is it?"

"It's poisonous!" Guan Shaoxian said sternly, "Your Highness, those people and animals were probably fed poison and then buried underground. The miasma was mixed with this poison, which is why the soldiers fell ill so quickly and violently, and it's difficult to cure."

"The poison gas is so tiny that it blends into the blood and is difficult to detect."

"Feeding poison, burying corpses, creating miasma..." Xiao Yunze stood with his hands behind his back, brows knitted in thought, "The number of corpses is staggering. How did they kill so many people and animals without attracting attention?"

Song Tingwan's pupils dilated slightly.

It turns out that the countless corpses in the huge pit were not dug up from somewhere else and thrown in, but so many people were killed directly?

So bloody and vicious, treating human life as worthless...

Who could it be?

Guan Shaoxian sighed and said, "Regarding this, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I didn't want to talk about it. But this incident is too similar..."

"Brother Guan, please speak." Xiao Yunze's gaze fell on him.

"Your Highness." Guan Shaoxian considered his words and said, "When I was young, I once heard from my master that there was a hermit tribe living deep in the mountains. They have very few members, but all of them are proficient in poison techniques."

"I even know the art of using medicine to cure people."

Xiao Yunze frowned, "What is the art of making medicine?"

After listening to Guan Shaoxian's explanation, Xiao Yunze followed him into the tent to check the rotten meat brought back from the huge pit.

Guan Shaoxian said that the piece of meat had become indescribable and did not recommend Song Tingwan to go in, so she stayed outside.

Song Tingwan stood outside the tent, thinking back to what Guan Shaoxian had just said about the medicine man. He felt that if this evil medicine man technique really existed, it would be too BUG!

If a person who doesn't feel pain or die goes to the battlefield, wouldn't he be invincible?

Kill them randomly...

Song Tingwan was just thinking about it when Xiao Yunze and the others came out.

"How about it?"

Xiao Yunze nodded, "I did see the marks Brother Guan mentioned on the rotten meat."

Guan Shaoxian said that every medicine man would have a mark in the shape of a grass on his body, and that mark was made using a secret technique and would turn red after being soaked in water.

So...

Song Tingwan was a little surprised. "Doesn't that mean that this medicine man technique really exists?"

Xiao Yunze nodded, "Ninety percent possible."

"If I'm not mistaken, these corpses are the products of the failed alchemist."

Guan Shaoxian also confirmed: "It is very likely. If the medicine man succeeds, he will be immortal and indestructible. Unless he is burned or dismembered, he will be able to get up again."

"They must have failed in their refining, so they poisoned it and buried it."

Medicine man, unheard of.

If someone with ulterior motives were to succeed in refining this medicine man, there would be endless troubles.

Xiao Yunze immediately went to the main tent to inform Hou Changfeng of the news. Song Tingwan and Guan Shaoxian gathered all the doctors in the army.

Now that we know how the disease was contracted, it will be much easier to prescribe the right medicine.

Song Tingwan was responsible for teaching them how to remove the miasma, while Guan Shaoxian was responsible for developing an antidote to the poison carried by the miasma.

When Song Tingwan was giving his lecture, several doctors listened attentively.

At first, when talking about cupping and moxibustion, they didn't think there was anything special about them.

Until she took out a box of medicine and took out a capsule.

"This medicine can invigorate blood circulation, remove blood stasis, and dredge meridians. It works quickly. If you give it to them and then combine it with moxibustion or cupping, you can get rid of the miasma more thoroughly."

"Don't stop the medicine you've been giving them these past two days. Those with mild symptoms can stop and just take the medicine I have. Those with more serious symptoms can take it."

A doctor who looked to be around thirty years old spoke excitedly, "Lady Goddess, the medicine you have is truly extraordinary. It really has such miraculous effects!"

"That's the Goddess!" The man next to him nudged him with his elbow. "All the food the army has been transporting these days is donated by the Goddess. Plus, these patients have indeed improved after taking the Goddess's medicine. Do you still doubt the effectiveness of this medicine?"

"No, I was just expressing my shock!"

Song Tingwan laughed.

She could understand the doctor's reaction.

The medicine she gave me before was bottles of Chinese patent medicine, which contained small black pills. Apart from the bottles, there was nothing particularly strange about them.

Today it is a capsule. To them, the shape and color of the capsule are naturally a bit strange, and it is probably difficult for them to associate it with medicine.

Next, Song Tingwan explained to them the dosage of the medicine and left.

I haven't eaten for a whole day and I'm so hungry.

On the way back to the tent, Song Tingwan couldn't help but feel fortunate that the medicines were delivered here in time, otherwise if they were delayed any longer, it would not only be possible to leave sequelae.

A "Hehehaha" sound came from not far away.

Song Tingwan followed the sound and saw a huge simple training ground behind a group of tents.

The soldiers held shields or spears and kept training in formation, with loud voices and full of momentum.

Song Tingwan looked at it for a long time and felt a little relieved.

Despite such a huge difference in military strength, no one in the army, from top to bottom, gave up fighting against the Wei Kingdom.

Even the patients are taking their medicine well to recuperate, hoping to go to the battlefield as soon as possible to contribute to the country.

She felt that such belief and momentum would not be easily defeated.

When Song Tingwan was about to reach his tent, he saw a person standing outside the tent from a distance.

Hou Changfeng?

What is he here for?

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