Shen Mo, a master of forensic medicine, became the lowest-level coworker in the Liang Dynasty - an autopsy examiner.
He had no salary, was disliked, and even the dogs in the yamen walked around him.
Supervisor: "You can't understand even if you examine a corpse, get out!"
Shen Mo silently took out the scalpel and cut it in——
"There was arsenic in the stomach contents of the deceased. The time of death was about six hours. The murderer held the murder weapon in his left hand. He was five feet three, about the same height as you, sir."
The county magistrate's legs went weak: "You, you say it again?"
From then on, Shen Mo became the most terrifying crime-solving artifact in the Liang Dynasty.
Use anatomy to slap quacks in the face, toxicology to expose conspiracies, and psychology to scare the powerful.
Colleague: He is not a coward. He is sent by the Lord of Hell to recruit people, right?
Princess: "Shen Mo, will you marry me?"
Shen Mo: "I can only dissect corpses, but I can't fall in love."
Princess: "It's okay, I'll teach you."
This is a hilarious story about a forensic doctor who relied on autopsies to become a god in ancient times, but was chased by a princess.
There is no system, only knowledge; there is no golden finger, only a scalpel.
Every corpse could speak, and he was the only one who could understand.
