"When I was young, I wanted to learn veterinary medicine. Unlike today, there were no specialized schools, so you learned by following a master..."
Old Mu said dispassionately as he pulled out his tools one by one.
"The first skill my master taught me was drugging. You must get the dosage right, not too little and not too much. The dosage needed for animals of different sizes shouldn't be confused, or they'll be poisoned to death outright. Drugging people is the first time for me. Over the past few days, I've tested it on myself repeatedly to master the dosage..."
"Is Xiaofeng okay? My son is okay, right? Uncle Mu, I'm begging you, spare the child..." Zhou Guicheng's wife stammered in panic, tears streaming down her face.
"Don't worry, he's just asleep. The dose in the food is not enough to kill him."
It turned out that Old Mu not only drugged the wine but also the food, especially the chicken dish, which had the most.
