I'm Just a Little Apothecary

[Blurb]

Yan Qing was the sole direct disciple of the Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley in the cultivation world. She was skilled in pharmacology and medicine, and her miraculous hands could bring the dead back to life. She was a once-in-a-millennium genius.

But during a sect tournament, the demon race suddenly invaded. Yan Qing and a group of righteous cultivators sacrificed themselves to protect their sect and countless mortals. When she opened her eyes again, she was in another strange and dazzling world.

There were no cultivators here, only towering buildings and flashing neon lights, along with vast stretches of desolate land full of danger.

[Blurb One]

In the year 3376 of the New Era, after two months of scavenging garbage and one month of part-time work, Yan Qing finally had enough capital to open a little pharmacy of her own.

On the first day of business, Yan Qing's little workshop made a loss of 300.

A wounded man crashed through her roof. She hadn't made a single sale, and now she had to close up and repair the roof with tears in her eyes.

That afternoon, as she watched the latest S-rank wanted notice play on a loop on TV, Yan Qing looked at the man on the floor. His face was exactly the same as the one in the photo on the notice. She silently pulled out the secondhand antique phone she'd scavenged and called the hotline for helpful citizens listed below.

That night, Yan Qing collected a 50,000 reward and was suddenly living comfortably.

But in the middle of the night, the blood-covered man pressed the sharp tip of a knife to her neck. His dark red eyes were full of coldness.

"You're back again? Good, the roof repairs cost 300. Please settle the bill."

The man froze. His dark brown eyes were confused. "I don't have any money."

Half an hour later, flashing police lights lit up the lower city again. The man was escorted back to prison with dozens of guns pointed at his head.

At dawn, Yan Qing found a knife at her throat again. "What do you want?"

"I'm hungry."

"Want one of my pills? Pay first."

"I don't have any money."

"Then get lost." Yan Qing rolled over.

"I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..."

"...You little...!"

That day, Yan Qing sold her first pill since coming to this other world and received her first IOU. From then on, the man sold himself into her service to work off his debt.

[Blurb Two]

Yan Qing's little workshop still didn't last. She became a traveling doctor, taking her medicine servant wherever she went and setting up a stall.

One day, just after Yan Qing had set up her stall, a group of people smashed it. Their leader was especially arrogant, declaring that if she didn't pay protection money, she wouldn't leave the city alive.

That afternoon, the city's various factions stirred into action. The man was left battered and bruised, forced to kneel before her by a group of big shots who rarely showed themselves in public. Several weapons were pointed at his head.

"You bastard! Hurry up and apologize to Doctor Yan! If Doctor Yan doesn't forgive you, you'll be seeing your great-grandmother in the afterlife today!"

[Blurb written on 2022.10.23, screenshot saved]

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