Recomeçando a Vida ao Servir como Médico no Interior

“Sigh…”

Watching a donkey cart pass by, its owner calling out to it as it kicked up a cloud of dust behind, Li Yancheng, who had been squatting by the roadside, stood up and took a few steps backward. He let out a deep sigh, lit a cigarette, and scratched his head in frustration.

He never would have thought that simply dreaming at night could lead to such a thing. And they always say dreams are the opposite of reality, so why did his dream about traveling through time actually come true?

What was this? Dreams becoming reality? Wishes fulfilled?

Fine, if I’m going to be sent back, at least I have my older siblings at home and don’t have to worry about my parents. But why on earth did I have to be transported back to the eighteenth year of the founding of the nation? That’s a bit much, isn’t it?

The two words—poor and chaotic—made him shudder involuntarily, even though he had been here for two days already.

The original owner of this body shared his name and was twenty-five years old—a discharged soldier. For the past two days, Li Yancheng had been racking his mind trying to piece together the memories he’d inherited, but he still couldn’t figure out why this guy had left the military. No, more precisely, why he had transferred out, because this man was an officer, a lieutenant military doctor to be exact.

Whether enlisting or transferring out, these memories all seemed strange.

First of all, the original owner had only graduated from middle school but was admitted to a medical vocational school. Upon finishing, instead of be