The concubine is a man, and the illegitimate son of a divine physician has a spatial ability.

"But I can understand. After all, you're not an ordinary woman; you're the sixth young lady of the Yin family. Showing your face in public like this will only attract gossip. Once you put on a veil, no one will know who you are."

Because of the thin gold chain, Yin Lizijin could only walk gracefully behind Yin Gui, saying as she walked, "Thank you for your understanding, Uncle. I can't protect myself right now, so I can only try to adapt to this society."

Yin Zijing followed Yin Gui to a makeshift, rudimentary clinic, resembling a modern one. Many disaster victims were receiving treatment inside. Several people dressed in blue robes were working feverishly, barely having time to drink water.

Yin Gui led Yin Zijin to a slightly older man wearing a blue robe and introduced him, saying, "Xiao Ke, this is your junior sister. Please take good care of her in the future."

The young man named Xiao Ke, while tending to a middle-aged man's wounds, glanced at Yin Zijing and said with a hint of helplessness, "Master, you're not joking with me, are you? She's studying medicine. Is that really enough? Won't she run back to her room and cry at the sight of any bloodshed?"

Studying medicine is no joke; it's tough work. A pampered young lady can stay in her room; it's not like we can't afford to. Why don't you take her to see the disaster victims? If she can hold on, I can mentor her when you're busy, Master…”

This little incident immediately attracted the attention of those around them. The disaster victims didn't say anything, but just stared at Yin Zijing indifferently, as if to say, "Girl! Why are you studying medicine? You're obviously from a wealthy family. Just stay at home and marry a good man. As long as you have food and clothing, you won't have to wander like us."

Others looked at her with disdain: "A young lady should stay in her boudoir and do her embroidery. What's the point of all this fuss? Be careful she doesn't end up not getting married..."

And so, looking at those eyes filled with helplessness, pity, and disgust, Yin Zijing not only did not back down, but took a step forward and squatted down in front of Xiao Ke. Watching Xiao Ke cleaning the rotten flesh from the wound, she asked, "Can I try? I can clean the rotten flesh."

Xiao Ke glanced at Yin Zijing, who was advancing instead of retreating, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes. Xiao Ke knew how foul the rotting flesh smelled; the wound, untreated, was crawling with flies and maggots. Xiao Ke continued working, asking anxiously, "You know how? Don't make things worse..."

In modern times, Yin Zijing was a surgeon, having picked up and put down his scalpel countless times. Even after coming to ancient times, that familiarity hadn't diminished. But no matter what Yin Zijing said, Xiao Ke wouldn't give him a chance; the patient didn't trust him at all.

Unable to bear watching any longer, Yin Xu pulled Yin Zijing away from that spot and walked outside, saying with a wry smile, "Zijing, I've told you before that it's very difficult for women to study medicine. You just saw it yourself; almost no one has any faith in you."

In their eyes, whether they were from poor or rich families, they all agreed that girls should stay in their boudoirs and embroider.

Even girls from poor families were kept at home until they got married, doing what little they could and not allowed to go out. Only after they got married were they allowed to work in the fields.

Zijing's path is too arduous, too long, and the future is still unknown. Perhaps even if you become a highly skilled doctor in the future, no one will seek your medical help.

"Zijin, why don't you just give up? Don't keep making a fuss. The Yin family is wealthy and powerful; supporting you won't be a problem. Before you get married, choose a husband you're satisfied with, have a few children, and you can still live a happy and fulfilling life. Why bother with all this trouble?"

Yin Zijing gave a wry smile and said in a low voice, "Third Uncle, don't forget my gender. I don't want to live by relying on men. Even if the medical skills I learn are useless, I'm still willing to learn them."

Perhaps many women share the same thoughts as my third uncle: get married when they reach a certain age, then have children. If they have a girl, they'll keep having children until they give birth to a boy. If they can't have a boy, they're sinners—sinners of the whole family, sinners of their ancestors—because they haven't carried on the family line…

Then you depend on a man for your livelihood every day, and if he's unhappy, he'll beat you. But you can't live without him because you have your own children, which gives you a vulnerability. You have no money, and you can't live without him.

So, Uncle, no matter what, no matter how difficult it is, I'm going to study medicine.

As Yin Zijin spoke, a wave of depression washed over her. She thought to herself, "From ancient times to the present day, women have always been a commodity to be sold."

In ancient tribes, women were treated as commodities and resources, and were kidnapped and exchanged for various goods.

During the Han Dynasty, it was fashionable to marry a divorced woman who had given birth before, because she was believed to be able to bear and raise children.

During the Wei, Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties, women were called "two-legged sheep." In times of war, they were eaten as military rations to stave off hunger, and in times of peace, they were used as tools for sexual gratification.

During the Song and Ming dynasties, women were expected to remain chaste, bind their feet, and practice self-discipline and adhere to proper etiquette.

Until modern times, women have never enjoyed the equality they deserve. There's a cooling-off period for divorce, and divorce isn't granted if one party disagrees. Marriage doesn't require an ID card, and the son of a mistress has inheritance rights. All of these are designed to protect men. But which one protects women? (This part will probably be deleted; I dare not speak carelessly…)

Previously, Yin Zijing thought from a male perspective and didn't think much of it. Now, living a woman's life and experiencing it firsthand, she understands the hardships women face. They have no choice but to desperately brainwash themselves: "I should do this; this is what I, as a woman, should do. If you don't, you're an outsider."

And so it went, day after day, until even I started to believe it. How ironic and laughable, like the "Rose Declaration" in *Little Mushroom*.

Yin Zijin seemed much more determined: "Third Uncle, even the hardest steel has a piece that breaks. Even if the chance is slim, I will never give up. I will make a name for myself. I will set an example for the women of the Great Sheng Dynasty. I will lead by example and make a name for myself."