To die after saving someone else’s life isn’t the worst ending for a doctor.
All my life I dedicated myself to medicine. The last operation became both my victory and my sentence—right at the surgical table, a heart attack overtook me.
But instead of dying, I woke up in the body of a young nobleman, Mikhail Saltykov, in Saint Petersburg in 1805. This new world greeted me with debts, a bad reputation, other people’s mistakes, and medicine that is two centuries behind my knowledge.
Now I must win the trust of those around me all over again, find my place in the Russian Empire, and prove that a true doctor can change human destinies in any era.
In a world where they still don’t know about microbes, modern surgeries, and most diseases, I’ve been given a second chance.
And I’m not going to waste it.