Huo Lin, a master surgeon, suffered from insomnia and self-blame due to a medical accident, and his life, which was as precise as a scalpel, was completely out of order. One rainy night, he accidentally broke into the dilapidated "Yaoguang Dessert Shop" on the corner of the street. The lavender macaron made by Ji Yao actually gave him a long-awaited sleep.
Since then, the sharp-tongued Huo Lin has become a regular visitor, using his harshness to cover up his dependence on the fragrance; while the silent and tenacious Ji Yao, while enduring his pickiness, gradually discovers that this cold doctor hides an unknown fragility. When she accidentally discovered that Huo Lin was the person who anonymously funded her studies, the past friendship was intertwined with the current entanglement, and the two finally faced each other's scars - he was trapped in the shadow of the surgical error, and she was trapped in the constraints and anxiety of life.
The sweet fragrance of lavender overflows the cold light of the scalpel. In the parallel world of the baking table and the operating table, they use gentleness to break down the hardness, use understanding to heal the pain, and finally let the winter-like despair bloom with the warmth of Yaoguang.
