Yan Ruyu, a 21st-century forensic doctor, transmigrates and inexplicably becomes a single mother. With a scalpel, she can heal the living and dissect the dead, and even sketch suspects with a piece of charcoal.
Son: “Mother, does my drawing look like the suspect?”
Yan Ruyu rubs her temples. “Son, could you stop drawing everyone to look like Doraemon?”
Son: “Mother, isn't the poison I made great?”
Yan Ruyu rubs her temples again. “Son, when you make poison, could you also make the antidote while you're at it? I don't want to detoxify him again.”
The man who just won't leave them alone grabs Bao'er by the collar. “You little brat, get your mother to marry me, and I'll accept you as my own son!”
