The sixteen-year-old imperial physician Shen An firmly believed in the benevolence of doctors. The family was destroyed overnight.
My father was ordered to investigate the drug case of the border army and died suddenly for no reason. On his deathbed, he only left a suspicious prescription and a last word - "I was ordered to do it. I couldn't help myself."
Shen An was promoted to the Imperial Medical Office by the prince, with a deadline of three months to thoroughly investigate the drug case.
He soon discovered that his father's traditional analgesic prescription had been tampered with and turned into a deadly medicine that killed border soldiers. And the chronic aconite poison was also hidden in the daily decoction of the dignified prince of the East Palace.
The same prescription and the same hands poisoned the capital and the border thousands of miles away at the same time.
There are three marks on the soles of palace maid Poria's shoes, which are the acupuncture techniques taught only by her mother. Her mother drowned in a well five years ago, but the record of recovering the body was missing a page. And someone sewed the same stitches on the collar in the morgue.
Someone put a note under her pillow: "She is still alive. I have seen her."
Shen An held his father's prescription close to his chest.
Doctors do not heal themselves. But this time, the doctor wants to cure the poison in the court.
Intention: The most poisonous thing in the world is not the medicine or the sharp knife, but the human heart that is influenced by power and greed. When the dignitaries in the court regard human lives as trivial and regard all living beings as chess pieces, in the muddy chess game, there are still small people at the bottom who embrace their sincerity and refuse to join in the wrongdoing.