Lin Wan, a female nurse who has been on the front line of the emergency department for ten years.
I have seen life and death, endured night shifts, and survived the collapse and tenderness that no one knows about.
Half of her life is the never-ending monitors, ambulances, cries and hopes in the hospital;
Half of it is the unfinished home in the world of fireworks, the love that cannot be let go, and the past that cannot be walked out of.
A sudden emotional setback exposed the softest cracks under her hard professional shell.
Insomnia, anxiety, and self-doubt came like an undercurrent.
While she was saving lives and healing the wounded in the emergency room, she was also quietly saving herself in the middle of the night when there was no one around.
In order to regain balance, she began to learn to put her life back together:
Decorate a small house of your own, study health soups, and find peace in numbers and logic.
During the holidays, run to the seaside and hot springs and let the wind blow away your fatigue;
In words and shots, those unspeakable thoughts are written into stories and cut into light and shadow.
