The Renowned Lady Doctor

Qi Yue stumbled into an unfamiliar era. Her hair was styled like a married woman's, but there was no sign of her husband. Alone in a separate courtyard, with a cold stove, cold meals, and cold stares. What kind of joke was this? If I am the principal wife of this household, then what I say goes. Good food, good drink, and a good place to live. Let's all mind our own business. You want to keep fighting me? Go on, keep fighting me. I'm a master surgeon. I'll scare you all to death!