Reborn as the Medicine King, Bringing Glory to My Country

In 3040, technology advanced at breakneck speed, and the pharmaceutical industry officially entered the age of exploration.

Jian Mo, the new "Medicine King," rose to the top of her era. With thousands watching, she stepped toward the golden award platform, only to be sent back to her dark and lightless past by a sudden car accident.

In 2030, the impostor heiress had a charmed life. As the heir to a prestigious, nationally renowned pharmaceutical family, she had grown up pampered in the city.

Meanwhile, Jian Mo had dropped out of school and grown up in the countryside, working at a herbal tea shop. People called her a "little fool," but she was still exceptionally talented. Her independently developed herbal tea recipe let her outshine her birth family, making her one of S City's hottest names overnight.

First, her biological grandmother showed up to play on her emotions, yet refused to let her claim her family name. Then there was the impostor heiress, watching like a hawk and scheming to steal the recipe.

Jian Mo lazily propped her chin on her hand and casually turned the recipe into a menu.

The impostor heiress's smile froze. "What is this?"

"A menu. What else?" Jian Mo glanced at her. "Do you think you're worthy of the recipe?"

The impostor heiress flew into a rage on the spot.

Her biological grandmother had always taken pride in the impostor heiress attending First Medical University. To humiliate Jian Mo, she demanded that Jian Mo get into the university within a month or she would have the herbal tea shop forcibly demolished. The onlookers were delighted. "A fool who dropped out halfway through school thinks she can get into the country's top university?"

Jian Mo: Reclaiming my family name? I'm not particularly interested.

But teaching at a school wouldn't be bad, either.

Before long, she accepted an invitation from the government. On the very day she took office, she also happened to acquire the Jian family's ancestral business.

Her biological grandmother was consumed with regret and took to her bed, never to recover.

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But Jian Mo's journey went far beyond that.

In the 2030s, Chinese medicine began to rise after years of decline, attracting the jealous attention of foreign powers and a united campaign of suppression from the other candidates for the title of "Medicine King":

They tried to snuff out the budding progress of Chinese medicine by manufacturing epidemics, cutting off trade and supplies of raw materials, sending overseas students home, and more.

Jian Mo was entrusted with a mission in a time of crisis, and her prospects seemed bleak.

But she had already fought her way to victory over countless candidates. Now, standing on the shoulders of giants, she looked back upon the teeming masses.

Even under immense pressure, she remained as calm as ever.

She took her jars of tea and her research team and buried herself in the laboratory.

The next time she appeared was at a press conference for a new drug that went on to win several Nobel Prizes. Reports about her flooded the media, and major journals competed to celebrate the legend of the new Nobel laureate. People hailed her as the hope of a new era and a great pioneer.

Countless people spent lavishly just to catch a glimpse of her.

The foreign media outlets who had originally come to watch the spectacle fought outside the temporary lounge for a chance to interview her.

As for the leaders of various countries, who had been planning to take coercive action after a string of recent setbacks, they repeatedly pored over her latest research findings before hesitantly deciding: Maybe we should wait and see a little longer?

#My take on a strong nation.

#From the summit to the depths, from darkness to light, I save myself.

#The facts prove that even in adversity, you can fight your way out.

Theme: You reap what you sow.