The youngest surgeon in the general surgery department was assigned to the hospice department - the least important place in the hospital due to a medical accident. There is no surgery, no rescue, and every patient comes in with an "incurable" diagnosis. My colleagues said behind my back that it was a place to die.
Even he himself felt that his career was over.
Until one day, the taxi driver said to him before he died, "Finally it doesn't hurt anymore" - he suddenly discovered that some things were more effective than a scalpel.
For a whole year, one person after another came to the inconspicuous small department at the end of the corridor on the seventh floor. He sent them off one by one, and gradually learned how to be a doctor again.
He can't save anyone. But when he let those people go, they felt no pain, no loneliness, and no fear.
"No explanation, just relief."
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