Zhou Zheng had two rules: Don't look at what you shouldn't, and don't save those you shouldn't.
"Those rules of yours don't seem to match those eyes that can see through people's bodies, or your benevolent healer's heart."
"I'm talking about people. When someone's heart has rotted, not even the gods can save them."
He had studied medicine on Panfeng Mountain for eighteen years. On the day he left, his master said only one thing: Your parents are still alive. Go find them in Yujing.
At the foot of the mountain, a Maybach had crashed. With three needles, he pulled a young woman back from the brink of death after a broken rib had pierced her lung.
At the hospital, the first time they met, someone pointed at him and accused him of practicing medicine illegally.
In Yujing, some pleaded with him to save their lives, while others wanted him dead.
The Guwei Sect, Owlshadow Hall, and Nether Capital Pavilion pursued him every step of the way, all out to kill him.
A master of Japan's Chuyin One-Sword School charged at him with his blade drawn, only to be slapped flying.
As for the women around him, he always said, "Get treated first. Everything else can wait in line."
What, you've never heard of Panfeng Mountain? That's all right. You just haven't been sick enough to need him yet.
[Miracle Doctor Descends the Mountain + X-Ray Vision Golden Finger + Rise of Traditional Chinese Medicine + Feuds Among the Rich + Multiple Heroines + Mystery of His Origins + Urban Power Fantasy]
