In 1928, Fengzhou was besieged. Lin Chuxia, a modern field military doctor, dressed as a nurse at the bottom of the Third Field Hospital. Less than three hours after waking up, she was pushed into Marshal Huo Zheng's ward by the military medical director who was greedy for anesthesia.
Huo Zheng was shot and lost control, shooting at anyone who came close. Lin Chuxia would be executed as a deserter if she took a step back, and could only exchange her limited trauma treatment experience for her life. She held down his nerve nodes and removed the shrapnel with her bare hands, becoming the only person he allowed to get close to him to change his dressing.
Huo Zheng stuffed the bloody penicillin and sugar cubes into her white coat, and handed her his life, the hospital's drug bill, and the resentment of countless people.
In order to survive the seventy-two hours, Lin Chuxia must replenish the missing medicines, suppress the infection and restore order in the ward. But every time she saves a person, she has to decide whether another person can get the medicine; every time she establishes a rule, she will incur an additional debt and a group of lives.
When the siege city ran out of food, the first aid station was exposed, and the military decided to blow up Fengzhou and die with the enemy, Lin Chuxia finally discovered that what she wanted to cure was not just Huo Zheng's injury, but his obsession with using destruction as an analgesic.
