Medical Consort Raises the Hell

Give me a little sunshine, I can be brilliant, binding an empty hold, I can give the world a new sky! His right hand held the scalpel, his left hand held the high-tech, cutting through thorns and thorns, reneging on the marriage with the crown prince, reviving the house of the Marquis, holding hands with lovers, blocking people’s path to murder, killing gods and gods! Gold is mine, home is mine, country is mine, you are mine, mine or mine!