Zhu Yan woke up from a dream of white grass and red flowers, and found that he had inexplicably come to a small village in the south of the Yangtze River. Faced with an unknown dynasty and a difficult status quo, she relied on the remnants of her memories on the front line, practiced medicine and sold medicine, and became famous. The spirit turned, the wonderful hands, and the fragrance of medicine not only stirred the entire Jiangcun, but also stirred her extraordinary life experience that was deliberately buried. ............ She had already regretted it, but now that she wanted to escape, it was too late. ———————————————————————————————————— This article is not about farming, the topic should be practicing medicine! The original author does not have a good understanding of the classification, and those who enter by mistake can turn left and go out of the door, and they can continue to stay! ~ Look at the practice of medicine, fighting for power and scheming [and there is no -.-|||】 Overhead, overhead, overhead, say important things three times!