[Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio] The Living Are Beyond Saving

After transmigrating into the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, Xie Yan was forced to take over a rundown clinic. Looking at the deserted clinic, with dust covering every room, Xie Yan fell silent. To make a name for himself as a miracle doctor, he waved his hand and replaced the signboard with a new one: “The Living Need Not Apply.” After that, no living people ever came to his clinic. Inside the clinic, Xie Yan sat behind his desk and said coldly, “Get in line. Two taels per consultation, medicine costs extra.” The assorted monsters and ghosts trembled in fear. The troublemaker from a moment ago had been sharked, actually sharked! “Um...” A beautiful female ghost stepped out from the crowd, gazing at him with tender affection. “I hope to share a fleeting romance with you, sir.” Xie Yan: ??? The next moment, golden light flashed and the female ghost turned into black mist, slipping into the scroll behind Xie Yan. A handsome, elegant gentleman strolled in and said with a smile, “A Yan, may I add another member to your Bestiary of a Hundred Demons?” Xie Yan: ...No! Get lost! This is the story of a great demon king who throws his weight around with outsiders but acts all pitiful at home. Every day, the Dragon Lord tricks himself into believing his fated love is a cute little Bambi, only to have his plans backfire. Sickly physician recipient x Dragon Lord attacker P.S. My keyboard wrote this story. It has a mind of its own. [I don't know how to write a synopsis, so I use _(:з)∠)_ as a substitute. The story begins at Lanruo Temple.] [Readers who purchase the complete novel will be able to claim character designs for the cover and the attacker, as well as two illustrations of the couple, after the story is complete.] Upcoming novel: [Honghuang] A Dragon's Way (Add it to your collection through my author's page) Blurb: After becoming the eldest son of the Ancestral Dragon and the young master of the dragon clan, he thought life would be smooth sailing. But he had transmigrated to a time after the War of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans. Fang Cangwu, fresh out of his egg, was thoroughly depressed. The former overlords of Honghuang had become little worms beneath the Heavenly Dao's watchful eye. In the future, the gods and Buddhas would use them as beasts of burden, and even serve them as dishes at banquets, calling it the delicacy of dragon liver and phoenix gall. Looking at the few members of his clan who remained, Fang Cangwu swore to make the dragon clan revered by all, to let it endure for all eternity, to make it the sole totem of Huaxia, and to ensure that the gods and Buddhas of the heavens would not dare show the dragon clan the slightest disrespect! Not even the Heavenly Dao would be allowed to scheme against them again. Born a dragon, one should soar through the nine heavens. How could one be confined to a tiny space? Those who show disrespect must die! Fang Cangwu immediately put the Queen Mother, who had come up with the dish of dragon liver and phoenix gall, at the top of his kill list. The second name on the list was Shangqing Tongtian, but Fang Cangwu ended up being chased by Tongtian from the heavens to the ends of the earth. In the end, Fang Cangwu hid beneath the sea and wrote in his diary: I'm the younger brother. I shouldn't provoke Tongtian. Theme: A healer's heart