A divine healer, a general, a young marquis! Who can rival them!

The more thoroughly Yang Hu investigated, the more restless the hand hidden in the central command tent became.

First, it leaked military equipment, poisoned arrows, confiscated cotton clothing, poisoned wells, and lured wolves to burn grain—all of which Yang Hu resolved and uncovered one by one. Now, under the pretext of treating Deputy General Li Chong, Yang Hu stepped into the central command tent, seemingly about to uncover its true nature by following the central command clerk who delivered the military report.

The hand hidden in the shadows finally panicked.

Having operated within the central military command for many years, it should have been as secure as a rock. But this young medical officer, who appeared out of nowhere, was like a thorn in its throat, relentlessly pushing closer to its deepest secrets. It could no longer tolerate Yang Hu's investigation any further.

It wanted to strike first and eradicate this major threat before Yang Hu investigated it.

On this day, a group of military officers from the central army suddenly arrived at the western camp, barging into the wounded soldiers' camp with a menacing air.

Leading the group was the military clerk who had been repeatedly humiliated by Yang and Hu.

He was followed by a dozen or so law enforcement officers with their swords drawn, exuding a murderous aura, clearly indicating that they had come prepared.

"Yang Hu!" This time, he stood ramrod straight, a smug grin spreading across his face. "Someone has accused you of harboring malicious intentions as a medical officer, using the pretext of treating patients to poison the medicine of high-ranking military officers, intending to harm the central army commanders and disrupt morale! Guards, seize him!"

This accusation of "treason and collusion with the enemy" is both cruel and vicious.

These words caused an uproar throughout the camp.

"Nonsense! Dr. Yang has saved countless brothers' lives, how could he harm anyone!"

"This is slander!"

The brothers in the wounded soldiers' camp, regardless of the severity of their injuries, struggled to their feet. Filled with righteous indignation, they stood in front of Yang Hu, using their own bodies to protect the benefactor who had saved their lives.

The military officer in charge of law enforcement wanted to step forward to arrest the person, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

Yang Hu remained surprisingly calm, without even frowning.

He raised his hand and pressed down on the agitated brothers in front of him, signaling them to calm down.

He had long anticipated that the other party would retaliate when cornered. He just hadn't expected it to use such a clumsy yet vicious method to falsely accuse him of poisoning a high-ranking officer. This accusation of "treason and collusion" was a capital offense; if he couldn't clear his name, it would mean the confiscation of his property and the extermination of his entire family.

"First accusation?" Yang Hu met the gaze of the military clerk and spoke calmly, "May I ask, which officer was poisoned? Where was the poison found? And what evidence do you have to claim that I administered the poison?"

The military clerk was taken aback. He hadn't expected the man to remain calm in the face of disaster. Instead, the man's question made him feel uneasy.

He forced himself to remain calm, his tone sharp but his voice weak: "Evidence? Hmph, the Central Army will decide! It's none of your business to make noise here! You just need to come with me!"

He dared not elaborate, because this "first complaint" was fabricated out of thin air, and there was no concrete evidence to back it up.

"You want to arrest people without any evidence?" Yang Hu sneered, taking a step forward. His voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the entire wounded soldiers' camp. "Fine, since you say I poisoned the medicine, then who saved the lives of all these brothers in the camp?"

He pointed to the wounded soldiers he had just pulled back from the brink of death.

"That Zhou boy, stabbed in the chest and nearly suffocated, was saved by me with a single needle! That brother burned beyond recognition, I slowly warmed him back to life! That entire battalion of brothers suffering from severe diarrhea, I saved them by sealing the well and boiling water! And those wounded soldiers carried down from the barbarian incursions, weren't they all snatched from the jaws of death by me?"

"If I truly wanted to harm people, why would I go to such lengths to save the lives of all these brothers in the camp?"

These words, each one uttered with heartfelt emotion, resonated deeply.

All the brothers in the camp who had been treated by him were deeply moved. Their eyes were red as they recalled the kindness of the young medical officer who had saved their lives. Their gazes toward the military clerk gradually changed from anger to piercing contempt.

"You clerk, how dare you slander us and frame our Dr. Yang!"

"If you want to take down Doctor Yang today, you'll have to get over us first!"

He earned the support of the entire camp of soldiers with his own hands and skills, smuggling them out of piles of corpses.

Now, the united voices of the entire camp have become his strongest armor, and no matter how eloquent the clerk in the central army is, he cannot be shaken in the slightest.

"What a silver tongue you have!" The military clerk, his face flushed with embarrassment and anger, retorted, "Soliciting nonsense! I see you won't learn your lesson until you're faced with the truth! Guards, seize him!"

"Wait a minute."

A steady voice suddenly came from outside the camp.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Li Chong, the deputy general, the important general of the central army who had been saved from choking by Yang Hu, striding in.

"Lord Li!" The military clerk's expression changed drastically.

He had clearly heard about the commotion and came here specifically for that purpose.

"I'd like to ask," Li Chonghu's eyes widened, an aura of seasoned battlefield power emanating from him, making the military clerk appear half a head shorter than him, "was I the first general in this army to be poisoned? Who saved my life when I was perfectly fine?"

The military clerk was speechless, unable to utter a word.

"My life was snatched back from that deadly piece of flesh by Physician Yang," Li Chong said, his voice booming as he enunciated each word. "If he wanted to harm me, why did he save me that day? I'm very interested in investigating who's behind this baseless accusation and framing of a meritorious official!"

Li Chong was one of the most powerful generals in the central army, so his words carried considerable weight.

The phrase "investigate" struck the clerk like a heavy hammer. The force behind him wanted to eliminate Yang Hu quietly, and what he feared most was this commotion that would draw attention and lead to an investigation. If a powerful officer like Li Chong took it seriously and followed the clues, the carefully constructed scheme would be exposed.

He never expected that his meticulously crafted trap would be so easily and effortlessly dismantled by Yang Hu's skill in saving lives and the unwavering support of his entire camp. Not only did he fail to capture Yang Hu, he also brought the hand hidden behind the scenes into the open.

He glanced furtively at Li Chong, whose face was ashen, and then at the hostile gazes filling the entire camp. He knew he had bitten off more than he could chew. If he continued to cause trouble, he would only implicate the person behind him.

"This... there must be some misunderstanding... I, I will go back and find out..." The clerk was sweating profusely and dared not act rashly again. He left with a vague statement and the team of law enforcement officers, looking dejected.

The military officers brought by the clerk had been menacing, but seeing the soldiers' anger and Li Chong's public challenge, they lost their nerve and retreated dejectedly with the clerk.

A deadly disaster was averted by Yang Hu's skill in saving lives and his warm heart, turning a seemingly insurmountable obstacle into an averted one.

Yang Hu, however, did not breathe a sigh of relief.

That hand had become so desperate that it resorted to any means necessary.

This means that he is getting closer and closer to that deepest secret.

A cornered beast will fight back, a cornered dog will jump over a wall. Next time, that hand's counterattack will only be more ruthless and merciless.

Yang Hu clenched his fist, a chilling glint in his eyes. This game had reached its most dangerous juncture.