——The beacon fire is hidden deep in the apricot forest, and the hanging pot helps the world and saves the country——
In 1937, the smoke of the Songhu Battle still lingered, and the Shanghai Concession became an "isolated island". The young Xu Lanzhou was originally the young owner of "Jishengtang", a century-old traditional Chinese medicine family. He was proficient in pharmacology and had the ambition to help the world. However, when he witnessed the atrocities committed by the Japanese bacterial troops at Nanjing Pharmaceutical University, his peaceful life was completely torn apart. The mentor introduced him to the underground intelligence organization using the secret code of "half and half ephedra and cinnamon twig soup". From then on, the sound of the abacus behind the medicine cabinet hid the password, and the fireworks of the decoction conveyed top-secret instructions.
In order to destroy the Japanese army's "Songfeng Project", a conspiracy to use traditional Chinese medicine to cultivate drug-resistant bacteria, Xu Lanzhou worked as a drug dealer among the top Japanese and puppet officials. Beneath his gentle and jade-like appearance, there is a step-by-step calculation: the names of monarchs, ministers, and envoys in the prescription are actually intelligence codes; the cold light of acupuncture silver needles can also kill people. Lin Mo (codenamed "Forsythia"), a female doctor at the mission hospital, is his partner in life and death - she can use a scalpel to save people, and she can also use blasting to destroy enemy nests. The two pretended to be a couple and weaved an invisible web in the feasting and feasting of the concession.
However, crises came one after another: the temptation of military agent Chu Huaisha, the suspicion of Japanese spy Sato Yuki, and the traitor Wang Zhaoqian's pressing step by step... When Xu Lanzhou's left finger was broken trying to win the trust of the enemy, when Lin Mo pulled the trigger under the church bell tower, and when the old pharmacists drank poisonous tea and died generously - what floated in the dark fragrance was not the fragrance of medicine, but the immortal faith in blood and fire.
"A doctor saves a person, a spy saves a country." There is no such thing in this country.
