Reincarnated as a Scholar: But I only write Erotica - Chapter 1: The beginning

【Ding! You have received malicious complaints from patients, and you will be rewarded with system compensation! 】

If you had a bad review compensation system, what kind of person would you choose to be? !

Chen Nan chose to be a good person.

A man who dares to tell the truth.

An upright person.

A man who is not afraid of power.

A man who never compromises.

A person who will never admit to being intimidated in the face of this group of demons and dances!

Those who hold salaries for everyone, can’t let them freeze to death in the wind and snow!

Those who control the water for the common people should not let them indulge in lakes and seas!

For the current struggler, don’t let it drown in the dust!

For the founders of the future, don’t let it go from wide to narrow!

Sad and sighing, if the good cannot end well, can the evil be even worse?

In a turbulent country, I, Chen Nan, would like to observe medical ethics, be clear about right and wrong, and be honest, so that the tragedy will never end!

If I were a doctor, I would be that upright, uncompromising, and upright doctor!

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Upon waking up, Jiang Fan became a low-level fisherman in Tonghe County, with a home empty as four walls and a stomach rumbling with hunger. Inside, he has a beautiful wife to support, and outside, he faces oppression from the Dragon King Gang and the Government, beset by internal troubles and external woes, nearly at the end of his rope.Fortunately, he awakens his Life Chart with the Great Blessings Equal to Heaven attribute: surviving great ordeals will certainly bring future happiness.As long as he gets through the tribulations, he will surely gain opportunities, with Destiny upon him.……Millions and millions of years later, Jiang Fan looks at the pieces of Immortal Family's supreme treasures in his home, along with the Sect's Fairies, the Dynasty's Goddesses, unparalleled demon queens, and peerless fox girls about to break into a fight, he wants to cry without tears.Heavens, please don't send more, really don't send more, at this rate, the house is about to catch fire, truly can't withstand any more.

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn’t a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn’t large but it has everything. The temple isn’t large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn’t large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, “I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that’s not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!”

As part of the imperial family, every move by Chu Yuan in this game of chess is made with apprehension, fearing that with a moment of inattentiveness, the whole match will be lost in a single move. Ascending to the throne at eighteen, not half a year passes before civil strife erupts in Yun Nan. Though the thoughts of the old guard at the imperial court are not exactly identical, they are all waiting to see how the new emperor will put an end to this. Unexpectedly, before this side could make a move, a few thousand miles away, the King of Xi Nan, Duan Bai Yue, had already personally commanded troops to attack in all directions; not half a year had passed when peace was restored. Sparse moonlight shines into the palace; Chu Yuan stamped the wax seal himself, and had a secret letter sent urgently to Yun Nan 800 miles away — this time, what must we(1) give in exchange? Brush marks passed through the back of the paper; it almost can be seen, when writing this line, how angry the young emperor was. Duan Bai Yue spread out a piece of paper unhurriedly, replying with only one word. You.