Surgical Expert: Mr. Hou's Stand-In Wife Quits the Job

The scalpel can save people, but it can also cut open this cannibalistic world. Top surgeon Su Qingyuan died when the operating table leaked electricity. When she opened her eyes again, she turned out to be the stand-in wife who cut her wrists on the wedding night of the Anping Marquis Mansion. The red candle swayed, and the man named Chu Lingfeng held her chin, and his voice was icy: "Remember, you are just Wan'er's shadow." The original owner was forcibly married, humiliated, and forced to commit suicide. Su Qingyuan, who had traveled through time, just wiped away the blood on his wrist calmly and looked at the set of bronze scalpels that appeared inexplicably in the makeup box - the pattern on the handle was exactly the same as the emblem of a modern operating room. While everyone was waiting to see the miserable life of the substitute, she tore up the script with her backhand. Plague in the mansion? She set up an isolation area, purified and disinfected the liquor, and rescued the Marquis's confidants in three days. At the palace banquet? Bai Yueguang appeared, and she stood up in front of everyone: "Master Marquis, do you need me to give up your seat?" Everyone was in an uproar. The emperor's sudden death crisis? She performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation and compressions to snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell, and was awarded the title of "Made with Wonderful Hands" by the emperor. Everyone said she was a fake, but she used her medical skills to live a more dazzling life than the genuine article. Open medical clinics, treat terminal illnesses, create medical schools, and save people from plagues. The powerful people who once abandoned her like worn-out shoes now kneel down and beg her for a life-saving needle. But the Marquis of Anping, who coldly warned her not to cross the line, silently held a lamp and stood guard at the alley when she was visiting the doctor late at night; when she was surrounded by political enemies, he protected her with military power. Until one day, a man walked out of the enemy's formation in the north - a white coat, gold-rimmed glasses, holding a simple penicillin. He smiled: "Dr. Su, the rules of the game in this world should be determined by us time travellers.