The emergency room was brightly lit on a cold night. Lu Zhaoheng was mistaken for the director and took over an operation that was on the verge of collapse despite blood stains all over his body. No one knew that he was only a resident doctor on duty, nor did they know that the damaged nerves in his right hand had been destroyed by a covered-up medical accident. The real director, Jiang Yanqi, was standing on the rooftop, holding a piece of resignation letter and staring at the hospital he had built with his own hands. When the truth tears apart the night, one is a lone wolf who is dormant and the other is a madman who is determined to leave. They collide on the edge of life and death, but neither one is willing to bow his head and admit his mistake first.
