[The whole story is being revised. Chapters are locked until the revisions are done. Love you all, mwah!
[Updates before 6 p.m. daily. The exact time varies, and when I'm busy, I may post every other day.]
Ever since Su Ninghe transmigrated into the role of the unlucky empire's savior, he has worked diligently to complete his mission, spending every day thinking about how to use traditional Chinese medicine to deal with dark matter pollution.
Though he's gained many precious friendships along the way, the longer Su Ninghe lives, the more he feels like a kindergarten teacher.
A social menace; a boy with severe social anxiety who periodically erupts into an edgy phase...
It's fine. He can put up with it.
Because none of it compares to the so-called Tyrant Jing Yuan.
General, you know your character setting is falling apart, right? Aren't you supposed to be ruthless and decisive? Why, why do you like fluffy things?
More importantly, Su Ninghe has realized something terrifying: could the cheesy confession he made years ago just to stay alive have been taken seriously?
[1. The writing is at an elementary-school level, so be warned.
2. It's not very long.
3. I'm not a professional; my knowledge of the subject comes from Baidu.
4. The plot departs drastically from reality. Please don't take it seriously or read too critically, especially if you're studying medicine. I'm afraid I'll make you so mad you'll drop dead. I'm sorry.]
Theme: Preserving and promoting traditional Chinese medicine is everyone's responsibility!
