As an exceptional young person carrying on the traditions of Chinese medicine in the new era, Yun Ya had just finished renovating the little clinic she had dreamed of owning when she transmigrated into an old-fashioned novel as its wicked female supporting character.
The bad news: The male lead, Zhou Siyuan, didn't like her character and would shoot her dead with an arrow in the near future.
More bad news: After transmigrating, she had only nine minutes left to live. She was about to die, too.
The good news: She was bound to a medical System that let her gain extra years of life by saving people.
Looking at her pitifully short lifespan, Yun Ya had no choice but to return to her old profession and work hard to treat and save people so she could live to a ripe old age.
Treating epidemics, opening a clinic, training female doctors, offering free consultations...
In her spare time, she also made sure to show her face in front of Zhou Siyuan.
She'd heard he felt pity for the weak, so she did her best to act "frail" and wheedle a few benefits out of him. She was busy as a bee all day long.
Later, people throughout the northern frontier praised her:
"That year, Doctor Yun worked miracles and easily cured the epidemic that had spread everywhere. She saved my entire family, young and old!"
"The female doctors trained at Doctor Yun's clinic have saved so many people. They delivered my wife's baby when she had a difficult labor, and my daughter says she wants to become a doctor when she grows up!"
"The frostbite ointment from Doctor Yun's clinic works wonderfully. I haven't had a flare-up in years!"
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Zhou Siyuan married Yun Ya only because their elders had arranged their betrothal when they were children. The Yun family had fallen into ruin, and she was now all alone. Whatever the reason, he ought to help her. Once everything had settled, they could divorce and go their separate ways.
At some point, she began showing off her medical skills. She was like the sun: just standing there was enough to draw everyone's attention.
So he started coming home more often. But she spent all day rushing between patients and was so busy he could hardly see her.
So the general began appearing regularly at the clinic instead.
Zhou Siyuan was a little puzzled, though. Whenever she saw him, she always put on an act. To humor her, he played along.
Until one day, he watched her blush as she shyly confessed her feelings to him. Pressing his lips together, he asked, "Then can we share a bed tonight?"
Yun Ya: "What?!"
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Yun Ya: Help! What do I do? The male lead thinks I'm in love with him!
After putting on an act for so long, she'd finally taken it too far.
This story is also known as: The Act I'm Putting On Is About to Become Reality!
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From the moment Ya Yin was born, she was told that she had come into the world to protect all under heaven.
Her mother treated her harshly, and her master was equally strict. Ya Yin gave her all to studying and cultivating, determined not to let them down.
She told herself they loved her; it was just that the people of the world mattered more than she did.
Later, Ya Yin fell into a deep slumber to protect all living beings. When she returned, she discovered that she had a replacement. The substitute was charming and lively, nothing like her own foolish, awkward self.
They asked Ya Yin why she hadn't died back then and made room for the substitute. Only then did she realize that she had been nothing but a tool, raised to protect the world and defeat the Demon Venerable.
Ya Yin left with a heart full of despair, hoping to end her life in that darkness. But when she raised her eyes, she saw him standing amid a blaze of peach blossoms.
That young man held a lantern. He had waited for her through three lifetimes.
He reached out and pulled her from the mire, wrapping her in the warmth of the sunset.
He held his burning, fervent heart out to her, letting her cherish it or trample it as she pleased.
He told her she was his only faith.
Later, her parents and master begged her with tearful eyes and utmost humility to look at them.
And the young man, usually as lively and gentle as a little sun, tugged pitifully at her sleeve and said, "Don't go."
Ya Yin lowered her head and rubbed it against the boy's, her gaze gentle and tender. "All right. I won't go."
A powerful, world-weary goddess heroine * a gentle, puppy-like mortal hero
Theme: Good people are rewarded
