[Ancient farming + rebirth + miracle doctor + space + little wolf dog + sweet pet + not the Holy Mother]
When he woke up, Xia Yunhe, who was beaten to death by sticks from a gambling shop, returned to the time when he was eleven years old.
My mother is still alive, my brother has not yet been led into gambling, everything is still too late.
The scroll of Longwan Valley where she was buried in her previous life, and the life-threatening scroll, fell into her hands in this life. Only then did she realize how incredible this scroll space was—spiritual spring water that prolongs life, black soil that could be planted with rare medicinal materials, and endless medical books that filled the room.
The dream of hanging a pot to save the world in her previous life, she wanted to make it a reality with her own hands in this life.
As soon as he got the treasure and came down the mountain, he saw his cousin blocking the door of his house and talking nonsense. He opened his mouth and said that she died in the mountain.
After being a coward all his life, Xia Yunhe just wanted to live a free and unrestrained life. As long as she is crazy and ruthless enough, no one can bully her family.
While saving her mother and younger brother, and stocking up food to prepare for the century-old drought that would kill people, she earned her reputation as a miracle doctor at Fulin Medical Center by relying on the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.
But I didn't expect that the owner of the scroll in the previous life, the great national master who covered the sky with one hand, would actually be reborn.
A small bird can shake a big tree, but she is no match for such a big shot now. A man who knows the current affairs is a good man, so it's okay to just be a bit sluggish once in a while, right?
But the injured boy who was picked up from the mountains and revived by feeding him spiritual spring water could always see through her disguise at a glance.
"How is it? Is there any letter?"
"Report to the Major General, Wei Zeng."
"What about today?"
"There has never been a letter from the Major General."
There was a dangerous curve on the corner of Mu Hanzhao's lips: "You heartless little guy. Prepare your horse. I want to see if there is anything more important than me."
