In the fall of 2026, Reiki quietly returned. People all over the world are spending money to cultivate immortality, but only the Hui Chun Tang at No. 17, Qingshi Lane, in the small town, is still doing regular clinics.
Lin Jue, a Chinese medicine doctor, dug out the truth from ancient family books: the so-called cultivation of immortality is a medical skill hidden by the ancients. He is the only person in the world who can read the "instructions" - other people's awakening is to become a disciple, grab the exercises, and sign up for sky-high price classes. His awakening is to sit behind the clinic table and use silver needles to transfer the patient's energy and cure the disease.
A clinic filled a room full of people: Aunt Fang who was urging marriage, Lao Zhou who was stingy to the core, Chen Yuan who was a spiritual insulator, Ye Qing who was so reckless that he couldn't hold back ten cows, Silent Mo, the top student with facial paralysis, and Ayiguli who sang and cried all the way with her donbula in her arms. Outside, the psychic company is planning to harvest the awakened ones, while the spiritual alliance is waiting in the dark for the seal to loosen. But as soon as the lights in Huichun Hall were turned on, the first thing everyone started arguing about was what to eat tonight.
After cultivating all the way to the state of becoming a god and refining the void, seals were sealed one after another, and finally I discovered that - only by treating mortals well can one become an immortal. Medicine is sweet, illness is good, and life is passed day by day. Forty years later, the world has changed, people have changed, but the light has never been extinguished.
