A woman wakes up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. Symptoms of poor health arise rapidly—she is constantly fatigued, her vision is fading, her tongue is browning, her liver aches. Her hair and skin are in poor condition, her senses are dulling, and she has grown forgetful. She visits around a dozen doctors, who all tell her there is nothing wrong with her body. Feeling lost and helpless at hospitals’ inabilities to diagnose her, the woman turns to the Internet. Despite the disapproval of her boyfriend and friends “in their smart-looking spectacles,” she tries self-diagnosis and medication with a wide range of supplements. Nothing seems to work. Instead, the illness moves to her digestive system and brain, and slowly causes every functioning part of her body to shut down. Meanwhile, fungi that cause mold sickness are found in her house. She moves to a residential hotel with her boyfriend and dog, and is forced to sell her house and give away her mold-infested possessions, which makes her even more miserable. A mold doctor prescribes her useless antifungal drugs, and instructs her to change her diet. At the peak of desperation, the woman grows convinced that she has parasites growing inside of her. She tries more absurd remedies--eats horse dewormer, drinks turpentine, tries coffee enemas. She turns to alternative therapy like Reiki, acupuncture, and even hypnotism. Appalled by her behavior and having lost all remaining patience, her boyfriend leaves her. After losing everything, the woman visits her old hometown, and lies down on the sidewalk. A little girl with a jagged scar on her cheek approaches her, telling her that she was also once sick, but she’s better now.