The book says that the God of Morning Dew in the eleventh heaven accepted an incredible disciple.
In order to heal his disciple's injury, the God of Morning Dew cut out his heart and poured it into medicine, and he brewed it alone.
Because I lost my heart, I gradually became hesitant and old like a puppet.
The disciple gradually became healthy, but the God of Morning Dew became more and more declining.
Eventually it will wither and wither...
When the disciple woke up, the god of morning dew had gone.
Hiding the words for sixteen years in the dug out heart
When the two meet again, it's already another life