Top-notch Little Horseman

"Captain, could it be... could it be that you know what's going on?"

Upon hearing this, the monkey looked at Ye Chen with a surprised expression and asked.

"Now is not the time to talk about this! Let's go and see first. Maybe I'll actually have a solution!" Ye Chen said with a light smile.

"Really?" Smoker asked Ye Chen with a hint of skepticism, "Captain, how come I didn't know you could handle horses?"

"Enough talk. Let's go!" Ye Chen strode towards the door. If something happened to the five hundred horses, the trouble would be immense.

He walked to the door, stopped, turned around, and looked at Qin Mengyao, saying, "Yaoyao, wait for me at home, don't go anywhere."

"Don't worry, Liang Kun can't take care of us right now. I'll handle this as soon as possible. Don't worry!"

Qin Mengyao's eyes were full of worry, but she still nodded sensibly.

"Brother Chen, please be careful!"

Ye Chen nodded slightly, then turned and walked out without lingering.

The horse farm is not far from where Ye Chen lives, only about ten kilometers away. It would take several tens of minutes to walk there.

The horse ranch was very large. When Ye Chen arrived at the entrance, it was surrounded by people, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was hard to breathe.

Liang Kun stood on the steps, his face ashen, his hands behind his back, occasionally shouting at the horsemen beside him, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

The horses in the stable were all sickly and could barely stand. If the border troops found out, all the horse herders in the entire stable would be punished, and Liang Kun would likely be executed.

Such a big thing happened here, and it will soon reach the border army camp.

Time is running out for Liang Kun!

Liang Kun was so anxious that he jumped up and down on the steps. His eyes swept across the room and landed on Ye Chen who was walking over.

If the border troops send someone, then he will...

"Ye Chen, you're quick on your feet!" Liang Kun said coldly. "Since you're here, don't just stand around!"

"You all need to think of a solution right now! If anything happens to these horses, I'll make sure you all die with them!"

After speaking, he snorted coldly and hurriedly turned to find the deputy shepherd, Hong Chengye, to discuss countermeasures.

If something goes wrong with these horses, Hung Sing-yip will be implicated, and the entire horse camp will be affected.

At this moment, Liang Kun was in a state of confusion. With the horses in trouble, he couldn't care less about investigating Ye Chen and Qin Mengyao's matter.

Ye Chen ignored Liang Kun and led Smoker and Monkey toward the stable.

There are five large stables, each with 100 horses, and each stable has 10 smaller stables, each with 10 horses.

Ye Chen arrived at one of the small stables. As soon as he entered, a smell mixed with horse manure, sweat, and a faint, sickly odor hit him.

One of the old men was checking on the horses back and forth in the stable, his anxiety evident on his face.

He was the veterinarian of the horse camp, a horse doctor with an official position just like Liang Kun.

If anything happens to these horses, they will be the first to be beheaded.

Ignoring the pungent smell, Ye Chen walked toward the nearest sick horse, his sharp gaze quickly sweeping over the ten warhorses in the stable.

The once mighty warhorses were now all on the verge of death.

The horses all had their heads drooping, ears drooping, eyes cloudy, and white foam at the corners of their mouths.

Some lay on the ground, their limbs curled up, occasionally emitting low hisses.

Some people kept sneezing, with watery nasal discharge coming out of their nostrils and their nostrils flaring rapidly.

A herdsman fed them hay, but they didn't touch it, clearly they had fallen seriously ill.

"Captain, this is the condition of these horses. Uncle Lao Gen doesn't have a good solution either. Do you have any ideas?" Monkey stepped forward, looked at the sick horse lying on the ground, and asked softly.

The old man the monkey was talking about was none other than Doctor Ma.

Ye Chen didn't speak. Uncle Lao Gen seemed to have heard something, looked up and glanced at Ye Chen with a puzzled expression.

"What are you talking about? How could Ye Chen know anything about horse handling? This is something you can't just do recklessly."

Uncle Lao Gen was in his early forties, his face full of wrinkles, and he was the pillar of this horse camp.

He has extensive experience in raising horses; if even he is helpless, it means these horses are seriously ill.

"Uncle Lao Gen, let's try anything, maybe our captain really has a solution!" Monkey chuckled.

In Ma Ying, Monkey and Uncle Lao Gen had the best relationship; they were even related.

Ye Chen remained silent, squatted down in front of a sick horse, and gently stroked its neck.

He could feel the horse's elevated body temperature with his fingertips, and then he opened the horse's eyelids to look inside; its eyes were bloodshot.

He frowned slightly, reached out and pried open the horse's mouth to check its tongue coating. He saw that the tongue coating was yellow and there was a faint odor in its mouth.

Ye Chen carefully examined the horse's limbs and hooves and found no external injuries or signs of swelling.

"Phew." Ye Chen slowly stood up, having already made up his mind.

These horses didn't have any rare or complicated illness, but rather acute influenza. It's likely that they ate dry hay and had problems with their drinking water, which led to the widespread outbreak.

This disease is quite common in livestock and poultry, and with proper treatment, they will recover quickly.

"Captain, do you have a way to cure him?" Smoker asked as Ye Chen finished his examination.

Ye Chen nodded slightly and said firmly, "It can be cured! These horses have an acute disease, not a terminal illness. As long as we find the right method, they will recover quickly."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Monkey breathed a sigh of relief, while Uncle Lao Gen's eyes showed surprise.

He had managed the warhorses in the stables for many years and had seen them get sick, but he had never encountered a condition like this before.

Ye Chen actually said he had a way to cure it. Was this just boasting, or could he really cure it?

Just as Uncle Lao Gen was about to say something, a contemptuous cold shout came.

"Stop bragging, kid!"

Liang Kun returned at some point, strode into the stable, and the fat on his face twitched violently.

He pointed at Ye Chen, spitting as he spoke.

"These horses are so sick, even Old Man Gen might not be able to do anything about them, and you, a mere stable boy, dare to make such boastful claims?"

"I think you're deliberately trying to harm me!"

Ye Chen met Liang Kun's gaze, looked up at him directly, and spoke in a frighteningly calm tone.

"Chief Shepherd, whether I can do it or not, we'll find out soon enough."

"If you don't believe me, then we'll both wait to be punished, since you're guilty of a serious crime anyway."

"While we'll be implicated and face a difficult future, you'll likely be beheaded!"

"You!" Liang Kun trembled with anger upon hearing this, pointing a finger at Ye Chen, which almost poked his face.

"Liang Muzhang!" Just then, a steady voice rang out from behind.

Hong Chengye, a man in his forties with a thin face, then entered the stable.

He glanced at Ye Chen, then at Liang Kun, and chuckled softly, "If we report this, even if we manage to save the five hundred horses in the end, we'll all be punished."

"Even if we aren't executed, we'll certainly lose our official positions!"

"Since Brother Ye Chen's explanation sounds so reasonable, why not let him give it a try?"