In the autumn of the Republic of China, a general in military uniform stepped into He'antang, which was filled with the fragrance of medicine, and immediately fell in love with the cold doctor who was grinding the medicine. After that, he looked for all kinds of excuses to come to visit, ranging from golden sore medicine to ordinary tea drinks. He felt hot and cold but refused to give up. The doctor's guard was finally warmed up and he was able to defend each other, but the flames of war swept the general and rushed to the front line. As soon as they said goodbye at the ferry, he held the doctor's hand and said in a deep voice, "Wait for me." A few months later, that familiar military uniform finally reappeared in front of the hall filled with the scent of medicine through the smoke of gunpowder.
Intention: Go both ways