The night she walked into the emergency room for the first time, she didn't know that she would stay here for three full years, from a contract worker who was called around to become the youngest head nurse in the hospital.
Her name is Wen Jing. There is "quiet" in the name, but life is full of hustle and bustle. The mother's white hair, the balance on her bank card, those overt and covert glances, and the endless cold coffee she drank during the late-night shift—these things piled together almost crushed a twenty-six-year-old girl. But she never thought about running away. Not because she is brave, but because she knows that those behind her who have no retreat can only run forward.
Until that man showed up.
Gu Shen, the new director of the emergency department and a returned doctor, was as cold as an unsheathed scalpel. His first complete words to her were "There's a terminological error in your nursing notes," and his second was "A steady hand." Just these two sentences gave her one more reason to grit her teeth and persevere during the countless late nights when she wanted to cry.
This is not a story about a prince saving Cinderella. This is the story of one star shining on another.
This book contains real workplace struggles, the restrained but affectionate love between adults, the unspoken debt between mother and daughter, and the entire process of a woman blooming from dust. If you have been rubbed against the ground by life, but still believe that there will be light tomorrow - then this book is for you.
There was endless darkness outside the window, and she chose to be her own glimmer of light.
