Lin Waner's life has two scripts. In the A-side script, she is the last descendant of the Valley of Divine Doctors. She hangs a pot to help the world, and her smile is more compassionate than the Bodhisattva. People give her the nickname "Living Bodhisattva". There are rumors in the world that as long as she wants to be rescued, the King of Hell will have to queue up and call her number. In the B-side script, she is an orphan from the ruined Lin family. She specializes in poison and is even more ruthless than the devil. In her medicine box, next to the silver needles used to save lives, there is always a row of "funeral needles" tempered with highly toxic poisons. Over the years, she has traveled around the world under the A-side identity and secretly used B-side methods to pursue blood feuds. Her life has been quite exciting. Until a sudden plague swept through the martial arts world. The righteous people begged her to save lives and heal the wounded, but the demon cultists blocked her and asked for the antidote. Lin Wan'er: "..." Professionalism doesn't fit the bill! I am a poison master, not a plague god! In order to find out the mastermind who was also good at using poison, Lin Wan'er decided to play a big trick - using her body as bait to lure the snake out of its hole. Everyone praises her for her righteousness and awe-inspiring, and that she is the number one master in the martial arts world. Only she knows that she is just an avenger stepping on the edge of a knife. The only one who can see through her disguise and always support her unconditionally is the senior brother who is as gentle as jade and is known as the pearl of the martial arts world. He always dealt with her after she committed a murder, and gently comforted her when she was shaken: "Wan'er, don't be afraid, I have everything under my control." She once thought that her senior brother was the only light in her dark world. Until the end, she fed herself with poison, narrowly escaped death, and finally lured out the poisonous snake. When she saw the man's face clearly under the mask, she smiled, and her smile was uglier than crying. It turns out that that beam of light is the deepest darkness. The person who taught her "the benevolence of a doctor",
