In the second year of Xuantong, Lu Qingyuan, the young owner of the century-old medicine shop "Baicaotang" on Guiyi Street in Jinmen, stood at the crossroads between traditional medicine and the current of the times. When the "Renxin Western Medicine Clinic" returned from the West erected a small white-walled building opposite, the cold metal sound of the stethoscope cut through the tranquility of the old street, and a silent war about "correct medical skills" began.
Lu Qingyuan used silver needles as the blade and decoction as the armor, and defended the dignity of traditional Chinese medicine against his father's admonition to "keep the roots." However, in the critical situation of the life and death of children suffering from convulsions and the raging plague, he witnessed the "wonderful skills" under the scalpel of Western medicine can actually bring the dead back to life. Father and son break up over their practice of medicine, and neighbors criticize them for their old and new views. When the diphtheria plague comes like death, he and Western medicine doctor Shen Ruozhuo move from confrontation to cooperation. In the collision of the blade and the silver needle, they reveal the essence of medicine - it is not a dispute between sects, but human life is the most important thing.
The bluestone slabs of the old street reflected the dusk drums of Baicaotang and the electric lights of the Western Medicine Clinic. In the broken signboard and the silent decision of his father, Lu Qingyuan finally understood: the true way of medicine is to let ancient vegetation and new science knock on the door knocker of life together on the road of saving lives and healing the wounded. This is a story about inheritance, innovation and the struggle of human nature. In the dust of the drastic changes of the times, it writes the eternal answer of the benevolence of doctors.
