>I died on the top surgical operating table and became the abandoned daughter of the Hou family.
>The shabby woodshed was leaking, and the evil slave kicked the door and shouted: "Unlucky thing, my wife ordered you to marry the consumptive ghost immediately to bring happiness to you!"
>I picked up the rusty hatchet and opened the evil slave's abscess with the knife in my hand: "If you bark again, I will open your Tianling Gai with the next knife."
>That night I opened open the festering chest of the consumptive husband, gouged out the rotten flesh, and sewed up the blood vessels.
>His pale fingertips pinched my chin: "For the grace of saving my life, I will pledge my life to you?"
>A year later, all the noble ladies in the capital watched the cold-faced regent carry my medicine box with his own hands.
>The Queen Mother angrily threw the tea cup: "A medical woman is despicable, how can she deserve the title of phoenix?"
>I showed the golden plaque "The Best Sword in the World" bestowed by the emperor himself, and students from the Imperial Medical Office were kneeling behind me.
>"Mother, have you been suffering from headache for forty years?"
>"Weichen's newly developed craniotomy, do you want to try it?"
