Mud Road Heals the Heart

That year, she was pushed into the abyss by her biological parents as a bargaining chip in exchange for brown rice. Beauty is the original sin of poverty, the bane of plunder and harm. Being resold, disfigured, and betrayed, she was like a weed destroyed by the storm, struggling in the mud, and even surviving became a luxury. It wasn't until she fainted in front of the mountain gate and met her master's medicine stove that the fireworks warmed her frozen bones and blood and the fragrance of the herbs washed away the filth all over her body. Only then did she realize that scars could be healed and her fate could be changed. From then on, she put away her tears, picked up a medicine hoe and medical books, identified herbs in the mountains and fields, and studied Qihuang in the medicine house. She uses suffering as medicine and perseverance as prescription, not only to heal the scars on her face and the wounds in her heart, but also to open a way out for those who are stuck in the same mud as her.