The prince of Jingan, Fu Sihan, was born with proficiency in pathology, excellent medical skills, and a benevolent heart to help the world without asking for anything.
His person is even more pure and elegant, and has no dust in his life.
Therefore, his name is highly praised by the public: banished to immortal Yulang.
Wu Zishu, a psychiatrist who wanted to sleep peacefully, traveled through time and became a well-known eldest princess. However, the system was set to work hard to accumulate merit in order to sleep comfortably. One day, through the distance, people used golden fingers to see the merit value above Fu Sihan's head that was about to explode.
It is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, and those with more merit should go there.
Wu Zishu made a decision immediately: "Master, the Immortal Prince, can I talk to you?"
"... Your Highness respects himself."
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Fu Sihan is truly God's darling. He has both hands full, so there is no point in having or losing him.
In his smooth life where he had no feelings for Lian Jing, he had almost never tasted the taste of failure. However, after meeting Wu Zishu, he slowly and uncontrollably sank into the dangerous abyss.
"Fu Sihan, you don't have to worry about yourself. Our fields of expertise are different. Princess Jing'an has a heart disease. My method of treatment is more effective."
"Your Majesty, I look at you, and now I always look at the eldest princess."
"Yulang, it's difficult for a doctor to heal himself. Is your antidote in the hands of the eldest princess?"?
The world is the best at creating gods. Have you ever asked God about his wishes?
"Fu Sihan, are you defeated?"
Fallen Angel is not about destruction, but rather about rebirth.
"I gave up, but why are you broken too?"
You ruthlessly dragged me down from the heaven, and all the tenderness from then on was just to put me back together, the broken you.
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The mountains are misty and the drizzle is continuous.
The prince, who had always been gentle and dignified, paid no attention to the dirt on his robes and respectfully held up the complicated train of the noble man in his heart.
The temple bell echoed, and the sound disturbed his position. Fu Sihan lowered his head and looked at Wu Zishu, praying:
"Your Highness, I have nothing to ask for but you. I want to ask you... A trace of sincerity."
[Full-level dedicated genius Chinese medicine doctor x super empathic psychologist] A meritorious couple treats diseases online.
"You listen to the world, and I listen to you."
Purpose: Hanging a pot to help the world, doctors are kind-hearted