When she first transmigrates, she's married off to a famously sickly man.
Her sickly husband keeps showing her little acts of kindness. His faint smile is like a warm sun, so how could she let him die?
She's a medical-school graduate with a wealth of medical knowledge, yet she can't cure his illness?
She can't take pulses, has no clinical experience, and has no advanced equipment. Is she just useless in the ancient world?
No. If she can't take pulses, she'll learn. If she has no experience, she'll gain it. As for advanced equipment, um... she can't make that.
She studies hard along the way and heads to the military camp to save lives and heal the wounded.
She's an expert at suturing and stopping bleeding.
Unexpectedly, she's pursued by men in black, falls into the sea, and has a strange adventure that feels like a dream. Could she really diagnose illnesses by taking someone's pulse?
A battered medical book turns out to be the Golden Needle of the Jade Maiden, a sacred art for healing the world.
With a golden needle in one hand, she saves countless lives; with a small knife in the other, she cuts open the bellies of thousands. But there is no such thing as a free lunch. Her ability to diagnose illnesses by pulse is a trap that leads her into an abyss, until she becomes a monster.
Her sickly husband can only watch as a crowd pushes her toward the pyre...
A raging fire, a divorce letter, and an ending that lasts until death. What a wretched fate.
The big frame is good, the details need to be fleshed out, but it's a bit abrupt, and the final result is hard to understand.
It's not bad, but sometimes the name is a bit messy.
The content of the story is readable, but there are too many error areas and typos throughout.
There are so many typos, and sometimes the plot doesn't connect and it feels like it's all messed up.