When Lin Xiao, a modern medical student, fell into the rift in time and space holding the ancestral jade pendant and opened her eyes again, the morning bell in Chang'an was shattering her last memory of anatomy.
Chang'an City during the Zhenguan period was not only a prosperous time for peonies in full bloom, but also a labyrinth of undercurrents of epidemics. She has the diagnostic power of CT imaging, but she has to face the dilemma of not having antibiotics; she has modern first aid knowledge, but she can only fight death with silver needles and herbs. From the unknown doctor living in a ruined temple to the savior doctor who alarmed the palace, she used scalpel-like precision to cut open the lesions of the times, but the moment she met Li Chengxuan, her heartbeat frequency was disrupted.
He is a noble son of a wealthy family, but he squats in the medicine garden to help her identify herbs; she uses modern suturing techniques to save him from the brink of life and death, and he uses the power of his family to protect her against medical trouble and political enemies. When the palace secrets and the shadow of the plague are shrouded at the same time, when the ancestral jade pendant becomes hot again - should she choose to return to the neon-lit future, or stay in the clear sky of the prosperous Tang Dynasty that he supported for her?
The confrontation between the scalpel and the Tang Dynasty knife, the collision between modern medical ethics and feudal ethics, slowly unfolded in the morning fog of Chang'an. The silver needles here puncture not only acupuncture points, but also class barriers; the medicinal soup brews not only herbs, but also love that spans time and space. When Lin Xiao wrote the molecular formula of antibiotics on the remaining pages of "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions", she already understood: the best prescription has always been the benevolence and undying love of the doctor.
