A food delivery guy from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners gets hit and sent flying into the street over a "good review," then unexpectedly transmigrates to a foreign world filled with battle qi and magic.
"Aptitude for magic? I don't have any!"
"Aptitude for battle qi? I don't have that either!"
"But I do have an aptitude for traditional Chinese medicine!"
"A noble! A noble! A noble!..." How can you only dream this important dream three times a day? "I will become the noble lord with the most maids in this world!"
