On My Wedding Night, the Comatose Third Master Pulled Me Into His Arms

[Money-loving miracle doctor × obsessive powerful man pretending to be ill] [Substitute marriage + love after marriage + miracle doctor + secret identity + sweet romance]

Jiang Nanxing married in someone else’s place to bring good fortune, becoming the wife of the Shen family’s Third Master, who had been in a coma for three years.

She planned to collect her consultation fee and run, but on their wedding night a burning hand pulled her into an embrace

“Don’t go.”

Jiang Nanxing was startled. Had the comatose man woken up? Scan the payment code first, treat him afterward.

Everyone mocked her as a country bumpkin married off to bring good fortune, until she won over a master physician with three needles, and her golden-needle technique became famous throughout the capital.

The Jiang family knelt and begged her to save their fake heiress. She threw down an invoice. “Thirty million in bride price, principal and interest. I won’t stick a needle in you if you’re even a yuan short.”

Shen Wang had pretended to be ill for three years, waiting for her to walk right into his trap.

Only the scent of medicinal herbs on her could calm his mind. If she got even a little too far away, his heart would race out of control.

Once his disguise was exposed, the aloof Third Master, who had been keeping his distance from women, began faking injuries to get close to her:

“You smell like someone else… I’m sick. I need a hug.”

Jiang Nanxing sneered. “Boss Shen, pretending to be sick to scam me? That’ll cost you a hundred thousand.”

Shen Wang handed her a black card. Fine. You can have my life and all my money.