Faced with a nightmare from the start, Jiang Mu declares: “With my medical skills, the world is mine!”
- Bandits attack? A few silver needles drop them, and she even rescues the villain trapped in a prisoner cart.
- An epidemic breaks out? She puts modern disease-control measures into action, until even the escort officer falls to his knees and calls her a “miracle doctor.”
- Xie Zhao’s old injury flares up? She grips a gold needle and sneers, “Lie still. I’m a professional when it comes to treating legs.”
Xie Zhao once believed there was no one left in this world he could trust.
Until the pampered eldest daughter of the Jiang family lifted his trouser leg on a stormy night and pressed her warm fingertips against his ugly scar. “It can be treated. But if you ever give up on yourself again, I’ll hit your tear point with a needle.”
Later
On a snowy night in Hanzhou, assassins sent by the Third Prince surround a dilapidated house.
Xie Zhao, who should have been crippled, stands with sword in hand, shielding Jiang Mu firmly behind him.
She angrily flings down her medicine case. “Your leg isn’t healed yet. Why are you playing the hero?”
He glances back and smiles. “With a wife whose medical skills are second to none, I have to… be worthy of you.”
