Lin Yuanzhou is a medical student who hasn’t graduated yet. His biggest worry is tomorrow morning’s final exam. Then he transmigrates.
Not to the past, not to the future, but to a parallel world called Blue Star. The history of Huaxia has been fractured here: Shennong, Bian Que, and Hua Tuo have all been forgotten, and the sick can only rely on spirit mediums and talisman water. A five-year-old girl has had a high fever for three days, and it’s only getting worse. The villagers are helpless.
Lin Yuanzhou crouches down, touches her forehead, and says, “I’ll help.”
He uses wild leek juice to cure the whole village’s mercury poisoning, brings down the girl’s fever with acupuncture, and spends three sleepless days and nights producing a serum to fight a plague. He thinks he’s just an ordinary doctor who can’t stand to see people die.
Then he learns that this world’s fate rests on an arena where nations summon gods to battle. The victors claim the losers’ national fortune, while the defeated surrender their territory. With no gods to summon, Huaxia has ranked last for three hundred years. Its land has been carved up, its people trapped, and its medical arts forgotten.
Lin Yuanzhou steps into the arena. He has no sword or spear, only a fragment of a divine contract and thirty gigabytes of medical textbooks in his head. When another nation’s god of medicine releases a vast cloud of poison, he recites the Shennong Materia Medica. When the arena is shrouded in poison, he grows a forest of medicinal herbs. And when the gods of twelve nations join forces to attack, the figures of Shennong, Bian Que, and Hua Tuo appear behind him.
The entire audience falls to its knees.
