Yan Tingxian spent three years of his life-force cultivating true qi, forcibly pulling his dying fiancée, Su Qinglan, back from the brink of death.
After Su Qinglan recovered, the Su family used an ancient prescription Yan Tingxian had given them to amass a fortune, becoming one of Donghai's newly risen elite families.
Yet at the celebration for the Su Group's stock market debut, Su Qinglan publicly flung a divorce agreement in Yan Tingxian's face.
“I'm now the CEO of a trillion-yuan company, while you're just a country quack with a bit of medical knowledge. We're not even in the same league anymore. Get lost!”
Faced with her betrayal, Yan Tingxian laughed instead of getting angry. He tore up the agreement and walked away.
Su Qinglan thought Yan Tingxian would starve to death on the streets once he left the Su family.
Then, before long, her family's hereditary illness erupted in full force, and no renowned doctor anywhere in the world could help.
She set aside her pride and knelt outside the gates of Yanjing's leading financial dynasty, desperately begging the legendary “Heavenly Doctor Yama,” said to “judge life and death, and command fate itself,” to save her.
The gates opened.
The supreme healer, before whom even military leaders and trillion-yuan tycoons bowed and fawned, was none other than Yan Tingxian, the man she had thrown out!
And Mu Ningqiu, the aloof genius beauty who was the unattainable dream of countless young heirs in Yanjing, clung tightly to Yan Tingxian's arm, blushing as she coquettishly pleaded, “Brother Yan, how about you come to my place tonight and teach me acupuncture one-on-one?”
Su Qinglan completely broke down, pounding her head on the ground in regret.
Yan Tingxian looked down at her, his gaze icy. “If I can grant you fortune, I can take it back just as easily. The King of Hell may say you'll die at the third watch, but I'll make sure you die right now!”
