Despite Being Summoned as a Demon, I Still Need to Practice Chinese Medicine Manhua

In the realm of demons, Zephyr was an anomaly. While his kin reveled in chaos and destruction, his heart resonated with a different purpose. Deep within the shadows, he cultivated a forbidden passion for healing arts, studying the ancient scrolls in solitude. One day, as a village teetered on the brink of despair, Zephyr's suppressed skills were beckoned into the light. With trepidation cloaked around him, he ventured forth, concealing his ominous features beneath a traveler's guise. The village's plea for aid hung heavy in the air, driving him to step forward and offer his expertise. The moment Zephyr's hands touched the first patient, a shift occurred. His dark aura bore a glimmer of hope as he administered potions and treatments with startling gentleness. Whispers of the enigmatic healer spread like wildfire, drawing crowds seeking salvation from his unlikely hands. Amid the swirl of gratitude and newfound purpose, Zephyr found himself at a crossroads. The calling to heal tugged at his core, compelling him to shed the shackles of his demonic lineage. With each cured ailment, he felt a tiny spark ignite within, propelling him towards a destiny unforeseen by both demonkind and mortals alike.