Lin Xuan returned to Yunzhou and took over the broken clinic left by his father.
The master left him eight words before his death: Collect the nine keys and seal the divine punishment.
He took the pulse of the first "vital locked" patient, and the jade talisman on his chest felt hot. The vein is empty, like a well, with something seeping up from the bottom.
Three days later, the first dark red trace of poison appeared on his wrist.
A voice rang in my ears: "You only have one year left to live."
Each time he finds one of the nine keys, his life span will be shortened; but for each missing key, there will be one more case of strange disease in Yunzhou.
One year, three hundred and sixty-five days.
He wants to use a silver needle to lock the punishment back in before the countdown reaches zero.
