The tall, thin companion's expression instantly became extremely conflicted. He hesitated several times before finally correcting him, "The Eleventh Lord isn't using a sword..."

"Shut up!" The guard with dark circles under his eyes was so angry that he wanted to fight him on the spot. At this moment, a guard next to him asked curiously, "But I heard that a Grandmaster appeared on the assassin's side later. Does Eleventh Lord have the ability to deal with even a Grandmaster?"

The guard with dark circles under his eyes hurriedly explained, "The Eleventh Lord is naturally no match for a Grandmaster, but even a Grandmaster's full-force flying sword strike could not harm the Eleventh Lord in the slightest. Everyone in the Eastern Palace saw the terror of that sword strike. Don't laugh at me, but I was so scared that I almost peed my pants from a distance."

"Even a ninth-rank expert might not be able to withstand a full-force attack from a Grandmaster." The surrounding guards looked at the tall, thin, argumentative man beside them, somewhat incredulous.

This time, instead of arguing, he echoed, "Lord Eleven did indeed dodge that sword strike and was unharmed."

"Hiss~" The guards in the palace were all experts, so they naturally knew what this meant. A group of people were immediately filled with admiration for the mysterious Eleventh Master.

At this moment, Zuan deliberately coughed and said, "Actually, I wasn't completely unharmed. The Grandmaster's sword strike caused me considerable internal injuries, which is why I came here specifically to find medicine."

He was just worried about not finding a good reason to get the medicine when the guard unexpectedly gave him one.

Upon hearing his voice, the group of people over there all turned around and looked over.

The guards with dark circles under their eyes and the tall, thin guards immediately recognized him and excitedly ran over: "Eleventh Lord!"

The other guards looked him over. Was this the mysterious Eleventh Gold Medalist? Indeed, he was dressed as a Gold Medalist Embroidered Robe Envoy.

Seeing that both guards were still wrapped in thick bandages, clearly indicating that they were seriously injured, he quickly helped them up, saying, "What are you doing? Please get up quickly."

The two guards said excitedly, "If it weren't for Lord Eleven's intervention, we brothers would probably be dead today. How could we ever forget your life-saving grace?"

Zu An didn't actually remember them either. The Eastern Palace was in chaos at the time, and he happened to save some guards. He didn't expect them to be two of them: "You two are too kind. May I ask how I should address you?"

He also had another identity as a retainer of the Crown Prince, and it was very important for him to maintain good relations with the guards of the Eastern Palace.

"No, no, my name is Pu Duandiao," the guard with dark circles under his eyes said with a smile.

"My name is Jiao Sigun." The tall, thin guard forced a smile, but it looked worse than a grimace.

Zuan looked at him strangely: "The person who named these two is truly talented."

Pu Duandiao and Jiao Sigun nodded hurriedly: "Hehe, we think so too."

The guards surrounded him, asking about the details of the battle, and looking at him with admiration.

Zu An felt a little smug. "The Imperial Hospital is truly my lucky place. The people here are so nice, and they speak so pleasantly."

However, he did not forget his purpose and deliberately coughed a few times: "I am injured, so I'll go get some medicine first."

Pu Duandiao and Jiao Sigun volunteered: "Eleventh Lord, we will take you to see the head of the Imperial Medical Academy."

As guards, they often come here injured, so they are quite familiar with this place.

The head of the Imperial Medical Academy is the Academy Director, but many specific affairs are managed by the Left and Right Court Judges under the Academy Director. Today, the Left Court Judge is Lord Ma An.

"Thank you both." Zu An cupped his hands in thanks.

"You're too kind, Eleventh Lord." Pu Duandiao and Jiao Sigun were secretly delighted. This Eleventh Lord wasn't as aloof as the other Gold Medal Envoys. It wouldn't hurt to get closer to him and show him some concern. Maybe they could even curry favor with him in the future.

They quickly found the court judge and explained their purpose. The court judge was an old man with a goatee. He looked Zu An up and down and asked, "Where are you injured, sir?"

Zuan said, "After receiving a sword strike from that Grandmaster, I've felt somewhat out of sorts ever since. Even the slightest thought gives me a splitting headache."

"Oh, you've damaged your soul. Let me think of some medicines that can treat it." The court judge stroked his goatee and began to frown in thought. He rarely encountered this kind of illness, so he was not sure what to do.

Zu'an tentatively asked, "Do you have the Five Elements Secret Mushroom?"

The judge's eyes lit up: "Indeed, this thing can nourish the soul. A few days ago, the western barbarians presented two of them as tribute."

Zu An was overjoyed. Before they came out, Yun Jianyue had roughly analyzed the situation with him. There were several kinds of medicines that were too precious to be found even by the Imperial Hospital. So she specially selected a few with a high probability of success and asked him to ask. He didn't expect to get it right on his first try.

But then the chief judge frowned and said, "However, this item is extremely precious. According to custom, it is prepared for concubines and princes. I'm afraid it cannot be given to you, Your Excellency..."

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The minor characters Pu Duandiao and Jiao Sigun in this chapter were provided by reader Mo Zixun. It seems these two minor characters will appear in the plot from time to time later on; this reader really hit the jackpot!