A medical and poison expert’s face-slapping comeback, a powerful partnership, and every secret identity exposed
Modern forensic pathologist Shen Qingci transmigrates into the body of a fake heiress from a marquis’s household who has been thrown out.
Everyone laughs at her for usurping the real heiress’s place and expects her to die destitute.
But she picks up a silver needle and saves a woman suffering a difficult labor in a ruined temple, making a name for herself across the countryside.
Faced with the marquis’s household rejecting her, one poisonous scheme after another, and the relentless pressure of a transmigrated book character,
Shen Qingci calmly stays put in her little Benevolent Hall.
Nobles and royals crowd her doorstep? The fee is ten thousand taels, and she treats patients in order of arrival.
No one can cure a baffling illness? If the King of Hell wants a life, she dares to keep it.
Then the mad Prince of Jing, a battle god who has conquered the realm but is afflicted with a strange poison, strides into her clinic through a pool of blood.
He drops half a military tally capable of commanding the world and fixes his gaze on her:
“Shen Qingci, I’ll keep your secrets, and I’ll avenge your enemies.”
“Cure me, and I’ll share this realm with you.”
