Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Chen Mo packed his things, slung his medicine box over his shoulder, and walked straight out of the Empress's courtyard.

He planned to first return to Earth to obtain some surveillance equipment to monitor the Emperor and see if he could discover any clues about the secret techniques.

Outside the courtyard gate, a young eunuch was already waiting.

Upon seeing him come out, they immediately bent down and went forward.

"Old sir, I'll take you to see the next lady."

"No rush."

Chen Mo waved his hand.

"It seems the ladies' illnesses are all quite similar. I'll go back and prepare the medicine first, and then see them all at once tomorrow, so as not to cause them the trouble of waiting one by one."

The young eunuch dared not utter a word of rebuttal.

This old man is now a favorite of the emperor, and he has a jade token that allows him to freely enter the palace. He even has control over the Imperial Hospital, so how could a lowly eunuch like myself dare to stop him?

He could only put on a smile and see them off before turning back to report.

After leaving the palace, it was almost noon, and the sun was so hot it was almost unbearable. There were hardly any people on the streets.

Chen Mo carried his medicine kit and walked slowly back home.

Those two grandmaster guards should have arrived at the Imperial Hospital by now. If they go back now, they might still catch a good show.

However, just as he turned the corner, he bumped into an acquaintance.

comprehensive.

That morning, Zhou Quan spent the entire time in the gambling den, losing everything.

He was still calculating in his mind, certain that Chen Mo would die if he entered the palace today.

Over the years, none of the doctors who went to the palace for consultations have ever come out alive.

He thought that once the coffin was brought out of the palace at noon, he would go and touch the corpse, take the thousand taels of silver from Chen Mo, and use it to pay off his gambling debts. The remaining amount would be enough for him to live a carefree life for a long time.

When Zhou Quan looked up, he was completely stunned.

Across the street, the old country man who should have been dead was standing there, smiling at him.

"Holy crap...is this some kind of ghost?"

Zhou Quan's eyes widened, his face filled with horror:

"You...you're not dead?!"

He rubbed his eyes and pinched his thigh hard, wincing in pain, before he was sure he wasn't dreaming.

"How did you manage to get out of the palace safely?"

Chen Mo strolled over leisurely, turned around once, and looked completely nonchalant.

"Lord Zhou, take a good look. Am I alive or dead?"

Zhou Quan's throat was dry, and his mind was a jumbled mess.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"It's been over ten years, and all the doctors who went to the palace are dead. How could you possibly have come out alive! You must be a ghost!"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Chen Mo, wanting to confirm whether it was true or not.

Chen Mo dodged to the side.

"I'm perfectly fine."

He swayed the medicine box on his back and spoke calmly.

"But you, Lord Zhou, are about to lose your life."

Zhou Quan laughed out loud as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world:

"I've worked in the Imperial Medical Academy for over a decade; even if you die, it won't matter to me!"

The two walked towards the Imperial Hospital while talking.

Chen Mo didn't bother to hide anything from someone who was about to die.

Anyway, even if the truth is out there, the other party won't believe it.

"I just spoke with His Majesty in the palace."

Chen Mo said softly.

"I said you know his secret, you can't keep a tight lip."

"His Majesty immediately dispatched two Grandmaster-level guards to arrest you and behead you. Judging by the time, they should have arrived at the Imperial Hospital by now."

Zhou Quan laughed so hard he couldn't straighten up:

"Don't brag! A Grandmaster bodyguard? Do you even know what a Grandmaster's strength is? You've probably been scared out of your wits after entering the palace and are now spouting nonsense!"

"Even if it were true, why would His Majesty believe a country bumpkin like you, and not me, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy?"

"Because I can cure Her Majesty's illness."

"There are doctors everywhere!"

Zhou Quan looked disdainful and even made some harsh remarks.

"If you dare to fabricate anything again, I'll remove you from the list, and you'll have to return that thousand taels of silver!"

Zhou Quan walked with his head held high and chest out, exuding arrogance.

In his eyes, he was still the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, while Chen Mo was just an arrogant and nonsensical old man who could be easily manipulated back home.

Chen Mo added another sentence.

"Lord Zhou, don't even think about my thousand taels of silver. You're not lucky enough to have it."

"Pooh!"

Zhou Quan didn't even turn his head, flicked his sleeves fiercely, and strode towards the Imperial Hospital, not taking it seriously at all.

Chen Mo stopped and looked at his hurried, dying figure, then smiled coldly.

They're practically rushing to their deaths.

He followed at a leisurely pace, keeping a distance behind.

As we approached the Imperial Hospital, a strong smell of blood wafted over.

It had a pungent, fishy smell.

Without a doubt, the two guards had already made their move.

Zhou Quan had lost money all morning and was furious. He was also constantly being harassed by Chen Mo, so he was in a terrible mood.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Hospital, they found the courtyard deserted, with no one on duty.

"A bunch of lazybones, just wait and see how I deal with you!"

He cursed, casually pushed open the door, wanting only to go inside, lie down, and have some tea to calm his anger.

Upon entering the lobby, Zhou Quan froze on the spot, his whole body turning ice cold.

Two men sat on the grand chairs in the main hall, exuding a murderous aura.

There were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground, all decapitated, with blood everywhere.

Qian Guangjin was among them, his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes still open, blood still seeping out from the cracks in the floor.

In a corner of the hall, several apprentices and servants knelt on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to even breathe.

Zhou Quan's legs went weak instantly, and his mind went completely blank.

He's just a cunning and opportunistic civil official who has no real skills and nowhere to run.

Before he could react, a dark figure instantly closed in on him.

A flash of light!

Two crisp snapping sounds!

Zhou Quan's legs were severed at the knees!

Before he even fell, a large hand, like an iron clamp, gripped his neck tightly and lifted him up into the air!

"ah……!"

The moment the agonizing scream escaped his lips, a heavy slap landed squarely on his face.

Several teeth flew out, covered in blood.

"Shut up!"

The guard let out a cold shout, his murderous aura overwhelming.

Zhou Quan swallowed all his screams, his whole body trembling like a leaf, completely afraid to make a sound.

Even at this point, he still harbored a glimmer of hope, wondering if he had arrested the wrong person, and even thought about crying out for his innocence and begging for mercy.

His neck was being choked, and his gaze wandered aimlessly until he spotted a figure at the doorway.

Chen Mo was leaning against the door frame, quietly watching inside.

His face showed no smile, no hatred, no emotion whatsoever, as if he were watching a spectacle that had nothing to do with him.

At that moment, Zhou Quan's mind exploded.

Every word Chen Mo said on the way back echoed in my ears.

It's all true!

He was completely dumbfounded.

How could an old, itinerant doctor from the countryside possibly overturn the entire Imperial Medical Academy with just a few words, causing them to bleed profusely?

His throat made muffled sounds as he tried to beg for mercy and ask for clarification, but his neck was being tightly gripped, and he couldn't make a sound.

Endless despair completely enveloped him.

At this moment, the head guard coldly read out the charges:

"Zhou Quan, the Imperial Physician, has been convicted of embezzling funds, withholding reward money, and leaking palace secrets. By imperial decree, he is to be executed immediately!"

After saying that, he released his grip on Zhou Quan's neck and swung his other hand, which was holding a knife.

Zhou Quan felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then slowly lost consciousness.

dong dong...

The body was dismembered!

Zhou Quan's head rolled to one side!

He never understood why he was the one who died and not the old farmer-doctor!