The world-weary plague doctor × trainee priest, in the plague-ravaged city of Salem in the Middle Ages, Leonardo, a bird-beaked doctor who believes in herbal medicine, and Adrian, a young priest who adheres to the doctrine, go head-to-head. When a salesman wrapped in a red cloak spreads death throughout the city, the two are forced to meet in an isolation shed where corpses are piled up.
His fingertips holding the Bible wiped away the pus and blood for the patient, the priest's robe covering the medicine box on a rainy night, the half-roasted chestnut exchanged in the snow, the medical records and the Bible overlapped under the moonlight...
The flames of faith and science will burn each other, but they will also forge a bond beyond life and death in the ashes.
"When God sends an angel to save someone, he doesn't look at what clothes he's wearing."
"Then did you see clearly? There is blood under my robe."
When black roses and white roses twine and bloom in front of the tomb, is this plague burying faith or two sincere hearts that refuse to bow?
There is no distinction between high and low personality, and no distinction between high and low beliefs. Under the epidemic, everything is valuable. In the end, death is by no means the end.
Purpose: Criticize medieval dogma's imprisonment of human nature