Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 138 - 137: Waist Card

Zhu Yu nodded to him after listening and turned to Yan Daoxin.

Yan Daoxin was no longer deep in thought. He held a brush and was diligently writing down a list of medicinal herbs on paper.

After finishing, he handed the paper to the rune by his side: "Go and fetch these herbs for me, brew them directly, boil five bowls of water into one, then bring it to me."

The rune took the prescription, tucked it into his robe, and quickly left.

Yan Daoxin retrieved a small porcelain bottle from his robe, poured out a brown pill, and approached Miao Dashuan at the bed: "Take this medicine first. When my prescription is ready, it needs this as a base to be effective."

Miao Dashuan hurriedly attempted to sit up and take the medicine, but Yan Daoxin signaled him to stay still, so he obediently opened his mouth to let the pill be placed into it.

Zhu Yu was still curious about the effect of this pill when he saw Miao Dashuan’s head tilt, falling into stillness.

"He..." Zhu Yu was slightly stunned, then noticed Miao Dashuan’s chest still rising and falling slowly, understanding, "How long will this medicine keep him asleep? Will he wake up like Pang Centurion did last night, in no time?"

"Don’t worry, we learn from our mistakes. I’m not that forgetful!" Yan Daoxin waved his hand, "What I gave him is something good, it’s called the Winter Hibernation Pill.

As the name implies, when a normal person takes one, the flow of their blood slows, their breathing becomes shallow, and they can sleep like a black bear, without eating or drinking, for an entire winter.

That Black Jade Button can cause liver and spleen enlargement, blood vessels to burst, leading to exhaustion and death easily, even without the other two dangerous ingredients.

So I let him take the Winter Hibernation Pill to slow down, extending the time before the poison takes full effect, giving us a chance to find the right antidote."

Lu Qing couldn’t speak for some time before, so he said nothing. Now, after listening for a while, he asked Yan Daoxin, "So the medicine you sent for might not be useful?"

"I’ve never encountered such a sinister combination of three poisons before, so I’m not sure what will work. We have to try every method I can think of. Eventually, one of them will work."

Yan Daoxin wore a mask, so his expression was hidden, but his tone suggested he was feeling unusually heavy-hearted.

Remembering Pang Centurion’s tragic death the other day, he clenched his fist: "If I can’t find a cure in five days, no, three days, I’ll return to seek guidance from my master!

I refuse to believe that so many innocent imperial guard soldiers can be continuously harmed by those lurking in the shadows!"

"Very well, in that case, stay here and watch over this squad leader," Lu Qing nodded to him and then turned to the Fu Lu, "You stay alert and inform me immediately of any abnormalities."

"Yes, sir!" Fu Lu responded with a cupped fist salute.

"Come with me." Lu Qing glanced at Zhu Yu and left the room with her, returning to his own quarters.

Once they entered, they locked the door.

Lu Qing went to the desk and picked up the brush and paper, while Zhu Yu poured some tea from the teapot into the inkstone, picked up the ink, and began to grind it slowly.

"Waist card?" Lu Qing asked as he held his brush, looking at Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu nodded, "Waist card."

Lu Qing dipped his brush in ink, swiftly writing two lines of small characters on the paper, then blew it dry, folded it, and placed it into an embroidered pouch. He went to the window, took out the Jade Whistle, and blew it.

Zhu Yu was intrigued as she remembered he only summoned the Chifu Guard at night, curious how they’d appear in broad daylight.

No figures appeared outside the window, but Zhu Yu heard a faint sound of tiles rubbing against each other overhead.

Lu Qing heard it too, and standing by the window, he said at a normal volume, "Send this to Commander Situ, and ensure no one else sees it."

Then he hung the pouch on a protruding part of the window frame and closed the window.

A shadow quickly flashed outside, and by the time Zhu Yu curiously opened the window to check again, the pouch Lu Qing had hung was already gone.

Zhu Yu gained a deeper understanding of the name "Chifu Guard."

The name includes "Chifu," truly like birds and shadows, appearing and disappearing without a trace, silent and swift.

"We disturbed others today." She closed the window and sat at the table, seeing Lu Qing had removed his hat and only then felt comfortable taking off her own mask, "That Deputy Capital Commander is quite suspicious.

Not to mention, the sudden death of the Old Capital Commander benefits him greatly.

Earlier in the camp, as the ’Divine Doctor,’ you blocked his attempt to invite someone to perform rituals."

"No worries," Lu Qing thought about the actions and words of the Deputy Commander Zhou Kang today, and looked at Zhu Yu, hinting at something, "If he really wants to perform rituals, give him the opportunity to arrange it.

Situ Jing clearly sees it as an illness requiring a doctor.

If Zhou is truly determined, he’ll try to prove that unless an immortal intervenes, no doctor can solve it."

As he said this, Lu Qing seemed to have remembered something. He got up and went to the cabinet, shortly returning with a package.

"Later, put on this piece of golden silk armor under your robe," he handed the package to Zhu Yu, reminding her, "Among the five of us, you are the only one without self-defense skills.

Though we four can protect you, having an extra layer of defense is always better when things get chaotic."

Zhu Yu understood he was convinced there would soon be turmoil in the imperial guard camp, and saw in his eyes a sparkle of excitement and anticipation.

"What plan are you scheming?" Zhu Yu thought for a while, but couldn’t figure out Lu Qing’s intentions this time.

"The Li State camp needs to be stable, but it also needs to be chaotic," Lu Qing cryptically said to Zhu Yu, "When the Li State imperial guard is in chaos, perhaps the world can finally be at peace."

His words left Zhu Yu more confused, unsure of his meaning.

Lu Qing took a piece of paper, writing "Jing" at one end and "Chao" at the other.

He didn’t speak, simply folding the paper, bringing the two distant words on each end together.