Great Tang: Starting Out as an Imperial Physician, Little Sizi Won't Leave Me Alone

In the seventh year of the Zhenguan era, Jiang Chen transmigrated into the orphaned son of an imperial physician. He followed in his father’s footsteps and spent five years growing medicinal herbs in a garden. After binding to the Compendium of the Medicine King, he healed the sick and saved lives to earn merit, and cultivated spirit herbs to obtain spiritual extracts. He thought he would spend this life quietly farming and refining pills outside the city, cultivating immortality in peace. Then one day, the aroma of pills wafted from his alchemy room after he refined a batch of Foundation-Nourishing Pills, attracting a little dumpling with delicate features. “Are you a fairy?” the three-year-old Xiao Sizi asked in her babyish voice. Jiang Chen looked at the eight words that had appeared in his medical book: “Princess Jinyang, born frail.” He fell silent for a moment. “I’m no fairy, but I can teach you to cultivate immortality.” From then on, Jiang Chen’s days went like this Xiao Sizi: “Jiang gege, my mother keeps coughing. Can you cure her?” Jiang Chen: “I can.” Xiao Sizi: “Jiang gege, my older sister doesn’t want to get married. Can you help her?” Jiang Chen: “...I can.” Xiao Sizi: “Jiang gege, I want to eat the sugar pills you make.” Jiang Chen: “I’ll make some right away.” Watching his daughter go to the medicine garden every day, Li Shimin frowned and asked, “Jiang Chen, what exactly are you teaching Sizi?” Jiang Chen replied calmly, “Your Majesty, the art of keeping healthy.” Xiao Sizi chimed in, “And how to fly!” Li Shimin: “…” Later, Empress Wende’s heart condition was cured, Princess Changle’s marriage was rewritten, and the fate of the entire Great Tang quietly veered onto a different path. And Jiang Chen only wanted to ask one thing: Is it still not too late to run? It was too late. The three-year-old princess had already latched onto him.