After the Divorce, I Could No Longer Hide My Identity as a Good-for-Nothing Son-in-Law

For three years of marriage, I willingly worked as a neighborhood security guard, becoming the useless live-in son-in-law everyone mocked.

My mother-in-law made my life miserable every day, my wife treated me with cold indifference, and a divorce agreement demanded that I leave with nothing.

The instant I was about to sign, a phone that had been silent for three years suddenly rang.

The richest man in the provincial capital had suffered a sudden medical emergency. Famous doctors were helpless, and his life hung in the balance.

Three silver needles, and I brought him back from the brink of death on the spot!

The worthless man everyone once trampled on became a remarkable physician courted by business magnates and powerful military officials alike.

I thought I had merely finished keeping a low profile and reclaimed my identity, but then I received terrible news:

The master who taught me medicine had been imprisoned by his enemies for years.

My heart has been tempered by the mortal world. From now on, I will no longer yield.

With needles in hand, I'll practice medicine, overcome every obstacle, rescue my master, and make everyone who looked down on me gaze up at the summit!