Funeral Medicine for Longevity

In a drug shop in Qingshi Town, young man Ye Chenzhou grinds and packs medicine every day. He seems ordinary, but he hides a mysterious green line deep in his left wrist - a secret related to life, death and destiny. Ordinary drug stores, ordinary towns, the cold and bitter taste of medicinal powder, and subtle movements all reminded him that the world was far more complicated than it appeared. By chance at the medicine market, he noticed a green line similar to the one on his wrist. There was an undercurrent surging among the townspeople, old medicine boxes and ancient silk handkerchiefs. The secrets of my father's generation, the unknown visitor, and the dust-covered medicinal techniques are all entangled like fate. Every observation and every test he makes is touching the edge of the unknown - the price of using the death-death medicine is numbness, danger, and growth. In the intertwining of conspiracy, revenge and medicine, Ye Chenzhou must find his own path: he does not seek fame, but he must find out the truth; he does not seek dependence, but he must control life and death. Life is not a medicine, but it can be rewritten by medicine - when the green line emerges, the boundary between immortality and death quietly blurs.