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Transmigrated as the Divine Medicine Grandpa

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A promising young doctor... works himself to death! His soul transmigrates into a cruel martial world. But instead of the handsome body of a young master, the heavens play a cruel joke. He wakes up as "Old Man Wang," a fifty-year-old owner of a failing medicine shop, whose only redeeming quality is his honest, kind, and harmless face! Yet, in his despair, a miracle occurs. The [Divine Doctor System] activates! It grants him not only god-tier pill refining skills and profound medical knowledge but also a very bizarre mission... He must "treat" the most beautiful women in the land, using the most "profound" and "intimate" methods imaginable! Wang Cheng must now embrace his role as the "Kind Old Man." Using his harmless face and divine alchemy skills as a facade, he employs cunning schemes and unheard-of medical rhetoric. His goal: to lure formidable female generals, ruthless young demon sect leaders, and even the noble Empress herself, forcing them to willingly undress and climb into his bed to "receive treatment." "Little lady, your body is in chaos because your Yin energy is obstructed... Come... let this old man use his Yang energy to help you break through." This is the legend of a young man in an old man's body. Wielding otherworldly medical knowledge and dazzling cunning, he will build a harem that shakes the entire realm. He will subdue the land's most beautiful women with his "Divine Touch" and conquer the martial world with "Heavenly Elixirs" that only he can refine!
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