The Substitute Mate: Healing the Fallen Dragon

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I woke up with a splitting headache, only to realize I had transmigrated into the body of a despised, "Dragonless" noble daughter. Before I could even process my new reality, I was dragged out of bed and shoved into a plain black carriage, sent off as a disposable pawn to marry a crippled, violent prince. My half-sister, glittering in dragon scales, mocked me publicly, boasting that she was now free to marry my former crush. My father had abandoned me to a certain death. When I arrived at the grim palace, the prince's guards blocked the gates. He refused to even see his new bride, leaving me to freeze outside. I was a family joke, discarded by my own bloodline and left to die at a stranger's door. I didn't understand why this girl was treated worse than dirt, or why I, a top modern surgeon, had to suffer for their sick political games. I refused to let my life end as collateral damage in a world that deemed me worthless. Just as my vision blurred, a familiar blue screen flickered to life in my mind—my medical system. I looked at the hostile guards, my voice ringing clear in the empty courtyard. "Go tell your prince that I am not here to marry him. I am here to cure his poison." This time, I would carve out my own survival.