Lin Zhiyu is a doctor in the emergency department of the municipal hospital. She has seen too many lives and deaths - workers who fell from buildings, victims of car accidents, old people with heart attacks, and the 38-year-old man who could not be saved at four in the morning. She was used to eating while busy, leaning against the wall in the corridor to take a brief breather, rubbing the scratches on the back of her hands with iodophor, and then moving on to the next one. But what she wasn't used to was the eyes of the chief of surgery.
Fu Shiqian, thirty-six years old, has a high professional title. He is precise and calm on the operating table, but he is always distant and silent under his white coat.
Lin Zhiyu was just curious at first. Later, he took the initiative to deliver coffee, pretended to meet by chance, and carefully read the foreign literature he quoted. Later, she directly said "I like you" under the ginkgo tree.
Fu Shiqian said: "Give me some time."
He said that this business was too hard, that he was not an easy person to get along with, and that he was afraid of hurting others. But Lin Zhiyu knew everything - she had been in the emergency room for three and a half years, and she understood better than anyone that life and love were full of uncertainties. Precisely because of uncertainty, if there is someone worth cherishing right now, you must hold on tight.
This is a story about a female doctor in the emergency department and a male director of surgery. About how two people get closer to each other step by step between life and death, at the end of the corridor, and at the door of the operating room in the early morning. About the mutual healing between a girl who takes the initiative and a slow but deep man.
Only after seeing life and death do I know how to run for it. Only after seeing separation do we know how to get closer.
She was the one who ran towards him, and he was the light that slowly ignited for her after she ran towards him.
