[A cool, sharp-tongued miracle doctor × a hot-tempered, feral soldier king] While everyone else fights to survive, he’s updating medical charts. He not only heals a broken world, but also tames its wildest mad dog.
“Look at this S-rank Corpse King, folks. Bloodshot eyes, biting everyone it sees. Traditional Chinese medicine says that’s ‘heart fire from toxic heat.’ A couple of acupuncture needles should cool it down.”
After the spiritual qi revival, S-rank disasters sweep the globe. While all of humanity struggles to survive in terrifying games, Su Ye wears a white coat and carries a selfie stick, calmly crossing the security line and turning a forbidden danger zone into a massive free clinic.
At first, Qin Lie, the Special Investigations Bureau’s ace fighter, sees him as a burden. “The battlefield isn’t a stage. Get out of here!” It isn’t until everyone is watching that Su Ye plants a foot on Qin Lie’s raging chest and uses a three-inch gold needle to forcefully seal the ancient ferocious beast running wild inside him.
Su Ye pushes up his glasses and looks down at him coldly. “Captain Qin, too much liver fire can lead to kidney deficiency. I suggest you make an appointment. Don’t keep me from treating patients.” Qin Lie: “...”
From then on, everything goes off the rails. A thousand-year-old ghost bride has “stagnant liver qi” and needs Xiao Yao San. Western vampires suffer from “deficient qi and blood” and need red dates. The deep-sea Cthulhu has “too much dampness” and needs cupping!
And behind Su Ye, the Asura war god, feared by gods and demons alike, now trudges along with a huge medicine chest on his back, his face dark with anger. Qin Lie: “Su Ye, I’m a soldier king, not your nurse!” Su Ye turns around, a silver needle swaying between his fingers. “The medicine guide should know its place. Come here. Time for your needles.”
