Du Yong pressed the thumb of his right hand on He Muye's pulse, and clenched his left fist tightly to maintain a defensive posture.

Everyone was very curious and didn't understand what Du Yong was doing. It was neither like taking the pulse nor using true qi to explore He Muye's meridians.

However, since Du Yong could calm He Muye down just now, everyone did not disturb him, but waited silently.

After about half a quarter of an hour, Du Yong withdrew his thumb and came to Pei Ming's side, with a complicated expression.

Pei Ming quickly asked, "Old Du, what's the matter?"

"How to say it!"

Du Yong circled his hands and said it was difficult to explain. He paused and asked back, "Your Highness, you must have heard of me being assassinated by Meng Ji's killer, right?"

Pei Ming was puzzled, but nodded: "Of course I heard that you seemed to have been in a coma for three days, and in the end, Dr. Liu woke you up. This matter spread throughout the west and north of the city."

Du Yong explained: "At that time, my head was severely damaged. Except for the people who were close to me, it was very difficult for others to recognize. Later, I read a lot of medical books and explored a set of strange qi therapy methods by myself. I didn't expect it to get better slowly, so I had a good understanding of brain injury."

Yang Jin was amused. Du Yong's words were clearly said randomly. The purpose was to lay the groundwork and rationalize the next treatment so that Pei Ming and others would not explore it later.

Pei Ming suddenly realized: "So that's the case...so do you know what's going on with He Muye?"

Du Yong nodded and shook his head: "He Muye's condition is different from mine, but his head is also damaged. After diagnosis, I have already had a rough conclusion and treatment direction."

Pei Ming suppressed his joy and tentatively said: "Old Du, do you mean, is there hope?"

Du Yong said seriously: "I think there is hope."

Several imperial doctors and poison masters almost covered their faces and fled in shame. They studied for so long but could not cure He Muye. They could not even suppress the madness slightly. Du Yong, a wild way to debut by reading medical books, actually had a conclusion and even had a treatment plan.

An old imperial doctor was really curious: "Young Master Du, how did you diagnose it just now?"

Du Yong did not hide it: "Use true energy!"

Everyone was stunned.

How can I use true qi like this?

Just press it with your thumb?

In fact, this is the method of diagnosing pulse in the "Light Classic". Using your thumb to condense true qi and then input it into the patient's body to check. Compared with the ordinary pulse diagnosis method, it does seem strange.

"Personal habit."

Du Yong could only explain roughly, and then immediately changed the topic: "Zombies are made by the Holy Pill Sect and controlled by the Soul Destroying Sect. I believe everyone has no doubts about these two points, right?"

Everyone nodded, that's exactly what it was.

"Let me guess some details!"

Du Yong leaned on the pillar and talked freely: "Before the Holy Pill Sect feeds the experimental subject zombie medicine, the first thing to do is to destroy his will, which is also the matter of the Soul-Destroying Sect. In addition to destroying human will, in addition to fighting spirit, is often accompanied by the pain of flesh and blood. For example, He Muye's will is very strong, and he must have suffered a lot of torture and pain until he completely collapses. Then feeding the zombie medicine can achieve twice the result with half the effort. And the zombie medicine will make the body invulnerable and the head will become dull. In addition... Have you ever heard of a herb called Devil Flower, also known as the Forgetful Flower?"

An old imperial doctor raised his hand: "It is produced in Youmang Mountain, which has a hallucination effect. We found the residual toxins of Wangyouhua in the skin and sweat of the three zombies, which shows that this is the key medicine for the Soul-Destroying Sect to control zombies."

Du Yong snapped his fingers and said, "That's it. So the solution is this. First, we must clear the Wangyouhua, and then... we should clear all the toxins of the Wangyouhua first."

A poison expert frowned: "It is very difficult to remove the toxins of Wangyouhua. We cannot eradicate all kinds of methods, and there will always be residues."

The old imperial doctor continued: "So we developed a special antidote to specifically restrain the toxicity of Wangyouhua. After taking the ordinary zombie in Dali Temple, it improved significantly, but it did not have any effect on He Muye."

Du Yong asked, "What is the so-called improvement of the ordinary zombie in Dali Temple?"

The old imperial physician immediately replied: "The frequency of madness is greatly reduced, and I start to pick on things when eating. Unlike what I gave me before, even mice can chew on them. Besides, they occasionally talk, but they just don't say it clearly, as if they are Alzheimer's disease."

"You feed the zombie in Dali Temple to eat rats? Whose idea is this? Does it have any special meaning?"

Du Yong frowned, not because of sympathy, but because of curiosity. If feeding mice is to find a way to cure zombies, it is a bit speechless if it is purely fun.

Pei Ming quickly explained: "It was not specially fed, he caught it in the cell himself."

Du Yong said lightly and returned to the topic: "The antidote is useful to ordinary zombies, but it is useless to He Muye. Maybe it is because He Muye is stronger. Has the dose been increased?"

The old imperial doctor sighed: "The antidote has a special formula and is extremely powerful. If the dose is increased, it may kill people."

Du Yong thought for a while and snapped his fingers: "Then let it be. I will use Qi therapy first, then feed the appropriate amount of antidotes, and take a two-pronged approach to see how the effect is, and then decide whether to proceed next."

Several imperial doctors and poison-using experts thought it was safer and looked at Pei Ming.

Pei Ming had no other good idea, so he could only try Du Yong's method, so he nodded and agreed.

Under Du Yong's instructions, Pei Ming's guards found more iron ropes, tied He Muye several times, and fixed them on the iron pillar. The process went smoothly, and He Muye did not make trouble.

"A few more pots of blood!" Du Yong continued to order.

"ah?"

Everyone was stunned, only Yang Jin laughed secretly in his heart.

Du Yong looked mysterious and said in a deep voice: "The old saying goes, dog blood can destroy evil."

Pei Ming looked puzzled: "Zombies should be in the category of poisoning, right? Why are they involved in evil magic?"

Du Yong shook his head and said seriously: "Your Highness, hallucination is an evil technique for the head. If we want to awaken the zombie's head, in addition to normal qi therapy and medicine, we must also use special means to pour blood on it."

Someone immediately patted his thighs: "There is blood and evil. There is indeed such a statement. Why didn't we expect it before?"

Du Yong immediately followed up: "When I woke up, I also used bloody guards. If I don't believe me, I'll ask me about it."

When Yang Jin saw everyone looking at him, he quickly whispered: "That's right, the young master washed his face in the first place. After washing it several times, he became much more energetic."

As soon as this said, everyone was amazed.

It would rather be believed that Pei Ming ordered his men to speed up and get blood.

Du Yong felt like a charlatan. There was no way, he had to do something else to weaken the effect of Qi therapy.

With a sudden breath of true energy, Du Yong pressed his right palm on He Muye's shoulder, and mixed the true energy continuously invaded He Muye's meridians to carry out comprehensive cleaning work.

After more than ten days, some brown juice was overflowing from the corners of He Muye's mouth, ears, and nostrils, which was extremely fishy.

"Get cloth to wipe!"

Du Yong waved his hand and reminded: "This is the residue of the Forgetful Flower. Everyone should try to hold their breath and be careful to enter the hallucination."

The old imperial doctor covered his nose and took a cotton cloth to help He Muye wipe the juice.

The others held their breath and were shocked.

Although everyone was surprised by Du Yong's methods, they could accept them. After all, Du Yong's recent achievements must be of some strength.

Du Yong's Qi therapy was indeed powerful and had immediate results.

After about a quarter of an hour, He Muye's red eyes slowly turned black and white and bright, returning to his original spirit. Brown juice was still overflowing from the corners of his mouth. The color was much lighter than before and the smell became much lighter.

Pei Ming was overjoyed and was about to ask questions, Du Yong shouted: "Why hasn't the blood yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two guards came over with blood and caused them to be brought from the slaughterhouse.

"ah!"

Du Yong suddenly shouted angrily and increased the input of his true energy. He Muye's head tilted and fainted.

Pei Ming was shocked: "What's going on?"

"Normal phenomenon!"

Du Yong stopped his work, took a few steps back, and ordered: "Splash water with water, splash every place except the face. This step is the most critical. Whether you can be sober depends on whether the blood is splashed well, and the splash is not evenly splashed."

Pei Ming quickly raised his hand: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and splash!"

The two guards were ordered and poured water on their faces. They were very careful, afraid of splashing on their faces.

As the blood slowly poured on, He Muye's breathing rhythm became better and better.

Du Yong stood with his hands behind his back, occasionally giving some advice, and he was full of charlatan style, but in the eyes of others, it was unfathomable.

The reason why He Muye's breathing rhythm improved was because the toxin in the body was slowly removed, not because of blood. However, others did not know the subtleties of it, and they all thought it was bloody and made great contributions. They were surprised: "It's amazing!"

The old imperial doctor took paper and pen to record, and learned magical medicines such as bloodshed should be used in the future.

Yang Jin couldn't help it, so he turned around and rubbed his cheeks and lower abdomen. When he turned around, he returned to his serious appearance.

After He Muye's whole body was covered in blood, the whole room was filled with fishy smell, which was disgusting.

"stop!"

Du Yong raised his hand and ordered: "Now untie him, let him lie flat on the floor, wait for a quarter of an hour to help him clean his body, and then proceed to the next stage."

Pei Ming's guards did as he did, and several poison masters also helped him, and quickly untied the chain and carefully laid He Muye flattened.

Du Yong squatted beside He Muye and took another pulse with his thumb.

At this time, everyone was already impressed by Du Yong. Although they had a lot of questions, they did not disturb Du Yong.

"According to my diagnosis, the toxins of Wangyouhua have been much less. Now I can feed the antidote. I don't know what the antidote is. I need several imperial doctors to grasp it."

Du Yong stood up and looked at the old imperial doctor.

The old imperial doctor nodded, took out a few black pills from the medicine box, and fed them all to He Muye.

"Ahem!"

Not long after taking the medicine, He Muye woke up and looked around everyone blankly, his eyes full of confusion: "Who are you? Where is this?"

After saying that, he coughed a few more times, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, then his head tilted and he fell into a coma.
To be continued...