≪ I got into another world and became an unwanted wife! ≫
My husband is an invalid with the temperament of a tank, and in the house the mice are already eating the last crumbs.
But I’m a surgeon! A scalpel, resuscitation, and night shifts have tempered me.
Count Mikhailov looks through me, my relatives think I’m nothing but empty space. The local doctors have already buried the count alive.
In vain.
I’ll restore my husband’s sight, put him on his feet, and set things right in the house and in people’s hearts.
And at the same time, I’ll prove that a real surgeon doesn’t back down either in the face of foul septicemia or from brazen relatives!
And especially not from my own husband, who hasn’t realized yet who he’s gotten himself involved with!