Yu Country, the third year of Zaiqian, Jiangnan Road, Yizhou City.
Li Ang wakes up in a daze, finding some new fragments of memory in his mind which are about the life of a modern doctor who has the same name with him.
He begins his journey in this ancient era, equipped with knowledge of modern medicine. Where would life lead him?
"Without any income, just eating through our savings, forty-one strings of coins will only last for about half a year."
"Young Master, um, actually..." Chai Cuiqiao fidgeted with the hem of her Maid Uniform, hesitating for a long time before whispering softly, "I have some private savings."
"What are you thinking?" Li Ang smiled helplessly and reached out to flick her forehead lightly. "Keep that money for yourself. I'm not going to live off a maid."
"I plan to reopen the clinic."

"Sewn up and bandaged." Li Ang used the gauze and bandage from his medicine chest to wrap Jiao Cheng's injured leg. He then put away the silver hook and silver thread and, with a piece of white cloth from his medicine chest, wiped his palms and the bloodstains off the surgical tools. Jiao Cheng seemed immune to the pain. He pinched his right leg, which had been tightly wrapped several times with the bandage, and with the support of Di Wu and the middle-aged Sword Cultivator, he got out of the carriage.


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