Zhou Tao is an intern at Seventh Hospital, a staunch materialist with a serious case of "occupational disease."
In his eyes, the world is very simple:
A thousand-year-old fox demon's bewitching charm? That's mania caused by an "endocrine disorder." He recommends laser hair removal and Isatis root!
A vengeful ghost coming to claim a life? That's a "malfunctioning, live-wire holographic projector." Just cut the power!
An ancient magical treasure? It's an "unlicensed product," with excessive radiation and serious safety hazards!
As demons and monsters run rampant through the city and the bigwigs at the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs tremble in fear, Zhou Tao walks onto the scene with his tool bag.
"Make way, make way! Who's the safety officer? The wiring here is so old. Who's responsible if there's an accident?"
Watching Zhou Tao chase a thousand-year-old demon all over the place with a pair of pliers, Director Lei of the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs sheds a tear of gratitude.
"So this is the legendary 'Great Dao made simple'? Doctor Zhou, you're a walking demon-suppressing weapon!"
Zhou Tao pushes up his glasses, his expression stern. "Don't be superstitious. Trust science. And remember to pay the medical bill."
