Three years ago, Lin Zhao, peerless in both medicine and martial arts, took the blame for his sect and was wrongly imprisoned.
On the day he was released, his fiancée looked down on him for having served time and broke off their engagement in public: "A convict like you thinks you're worthy of marrying me?"
Lin Zhao smiled, turned around, and took a job as an unremarkable resident doctor at Jiangcheng First People's Hospital.
Nobody knew that his silver needles could save lives, and his fists could defend the nation.
Then one late night, thirty patients suffering from a mass poisoning flooded the emergency room. The city's renowned doctors were helpless.
Lin Zhao, alone, in one night, thirty needles, saved thirty lives.
The city's powerful and wealthy rushed to the hospital in a frenzy to seek treatment.
Those seeking treatment lined up at the entrance, and so did those courting death.
