I transmigrated into the role of a prince’s prized prisoner. He treated me like a plaything, never knowing my scalpel could perform autopsies as easily as it could kill.
Everyone thought I had perished in the flames, but I had already taken on a new identity. With peerless medical skills, I made a name for myself and built a thriving life.
Meanwhile, the arrogant prince went mad clutching my memorial tablet, swearing he would search every corner of the realm until he found me.
Too late. In this life, I’ll save the people, not a madman.
