I am an heir to the Yi medical tradition, raised in seclusion for eighteen years. I have suffered from illness since childhood, and survival became my only desire. He is the son of a wealthy family in a metropolis: cold and domineering, wielding great power, yet forbidden from possessing more than a thousand yuan. He is fated to lack wealth, while my path through life is full of hardships and illness.
After an expert calculated our birth charts, our families arranged an engagement for us when we were children.
Eighteen years later.
If he does not marry, his future will be fraught with hardship, and he may end up homeless.
If I do not marry, illness will remain my companion, and I will eventually grow old alone.
On our wedding day, he said coldly, "Luo Shu, even if you exhaust every scheme, don't dream of making me feel the slightest affection for you!" I replied, "That's fine. As long as I can marry you, that's enough."
