Others Rely on Medical Skills to Save Lives, but I Rely on Peeking at the Time of Death.

I can see everyone's death from birth. The string of numbers above their heads is their remaining lives. Years, months, days, hours, minutes and seconds, if one second is not missing, you will die when the time comes. I worked as a fortune teller, worked as a bureau, and later got admitted to medical school. Others learn medicine by memorizing books, but I learn medicine by peeking at the date of my death. I said that the man would die in three days, but he would not survive the fourth day. The whole department calls me a crow's mouth, until every word I say comes true. I thought I would just hang out like this for the rest of my life. Until that day, a woman covered in blood was brought to the emergency room. I habitually glanced at the top of her head—— There are no numbers. Not zero, not short, empty. It was like someone had crossed out her name in the book of life and death. The monitor went crazy, the screen was full of garbled characters. The heart stopped and beat, beat and stopped. The whole department said this woman was evil and told me not to touch her. I didn't listen. Because the moment she was pushed in, the numbers above my head began to change. The number of twenty-six years remains motionless. For a garbled woman. Moved.