To die after saving someone else’s life isn’t the worst ending for a doctor.
All my life I devoted myself to medicine. The final operation became both my triumph and my sentence—right at the surgical table, a heart attack caught me.
But instead of dying, I woke up in the body of a young nobleman, Mikhail Saltykov, in Saint Petersburg in 1805. The new world met me with debts, a bad reputation, other people’s mistakes, and medicine that lags behind my knowledge by two centuries.
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 received a second chance.
And I’m not going to waste it.