When he opened his eyes again, he was in a world a thousand years in the future. Everything seemed like a dream, nothing like what he had known.
Shao Hang was immensely grateful that the medicine he loved still existed here, and that he could still use his skills to heal people and help the world.
But why, alongside this seemingly familiar medicine, was there so much that was utterly disgraceful?
... Drug abuse, self-promotion, collusion between doctors and businesses, academic stagnation...
Had the age of benevolent physicians, who took up their needles and felt the pulses of the people for the good of all, vanished into history?
Amid confusion and pain, Shao Hang and Chen Kaixiang, who had grown up together, supported and encouraged each other.
For their dreams, for their responsibilities, and for the quiet heart of a physician, they would keep moving forward on this difficult road, even when all hope seemed lost...
P.S. The title has been changed for certain reasons. It used to be called "How Absurd!" Don't wonder if JJ's acting up and your collection got sent through time, XD. The title may have changed, but Hanghang and Kaixiang are still the same Hanghang and Kaixiang as before. That won't change~
Notes for readers:
1. The person who transmigrates isn't powerful. Their personality is very much like a child's. There are issues left over from history, as well as issues with how the story unfolds later. If you can't handle that, please don't make yourself unhappy. If you want a wish-fulfillment story, please move along too. There is no golden finger here.
2. If you have a strong, unshakable attachment to either Chinese or Western medicine, please stop here. This story neither sings the praises of Chinese medicine nor worships Western medicine without limit. Both are full of problems, so many problems.
3. If you don't like watching characters grow up, please skip Volume One. The medical story proper begins in Volume Two.
I wrote this story with a clear conscience. Whether you think it's true or false, right or wrong, this is what I believe in. I want to write down everything I know.
A friendly reminder:
◆ This is a one-on-one romance, an inspirational story about a Chinese medicine practitioner from ancient times who spreads traditional medicine far and wide. (Really? = =)
◆ Actually... this really, really, really is a completely fictional setting. (Look at my sincere little eyes.) Take it seriously and you've already lost!
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VIP Announcement
I received word from my editor that this story will become a paid story on June 9. There will be three updates that day, and the price is three cents per thousand characters. Thank you for all your concern, advice, and affection over the years. Thank you all for your support. I'm giving everyone a big hug and a kiss, MUA! I hope you'll keep supporting me ^^.
This is my first ongoing story to become a paid title, and Qiuqiu still has a lot to figure out. Apparently, Jinjiang gives out points, so Qiuqiu will look into it as soon as possible~ One kiss for everyone, MUA~ P.S. Qiuqiu will still do her best to post two updates a day on the sixth, seventh, and eighth, TOT. I've posted so many words this week. Is there a reward for that? (Rolls around on the floor.)
Theme:
As long as this complicated society of money and power and human relations in China does not disappear, our country will probably never be able to retain real high-end talents. It feels quite sad. Well…
Isn't the protagonist allergic to alcohol? ! ! How can I drink? ? ?
Actually, I really think it's not easy for Huang Shufang, really. Give her a good home, a side story or something~
Didn't the protagonist himself first say that he was transferred to the inpatient ward? ? Why is it that the inpatient department is no longer allowed to be transferred?
Hey, grandma. . .
Hanghang doesn't cry. . . Grandma will understand you! !
Ah ah ah, it's so shameless for me to go to the place with the surname Jiang [Beat me, why should our little Hanghang be held responsible! ! !
Cut off his penis! ! !
Grandma is gone like this QAQ heaven is safe╥╥...
Bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! It's finally over
Shao Hang will be fine >0<
Medical troubles are the most annoying!
This is how society is. All walks of life have to make some money for themselves.
Some people make money without conscience. . .
Hey, reading this chapter reminded me of my grandma
At that time, the family still held out hope for a cure and continued treatment.
But then I thought about it, maybe letting grandma eat well and play well might be the best choice.
I can't make a choice
No matter how clear the psychological aspect is, it is extremely difficult to make this choice when facing a critically ill relative.
As long as this complicated society of money and power and human relations in China does not disappear, our country will probably never be able to retain real high-end talents. It feels quite sad. Well…
Isn't the protagonist allergic to alcohol? ! ! How can I drink? ? ?
Actually, I really think it's not easy for Huang Shufang, really. Give her a good home, a side story or something~
Didn't the protagonist himself first say that he was transferred to the inpatient ward? ? Why is it that the inpatient department is no longer allowed to be transferred?
Hey, grandma. . .
Hanghang doesn't cry. . . Grandma will understand you! !
Ah ah ah, it's so shameless for me to go to the place with the surname Jiang [Beat me, why should our little Hanghang be held responsible! ! ! Cut off his penis! ! ! Grandma is gone like this QAQ heaven is safe╥╥...
Bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! It's finally over Shao Hang will be fine >0< Medical troubles are the most annoying!
This is how society is. All walks of life have to make some money for themselves. Some people make money without conscience. . .
Hey, reading this chapter reminded me of my grandma At that time, the family still held out hope for a cure and continued treatment. But then I thought about it, maybe letting grandma eat well and play well might be the best choice. I can't make a choice No matter how clear the psychological aspect is, it is extremely difficult to make this choice when facing a critically ill relative.