Under the white wall of the respiratory clinic, there is a bouquet of fresh daisies placed all year round.
Xie Qing—a restrained and rigorous attending physician
Song Ci——The flower shop owner who always brings flowers for follow-up consultations
A few words during the consultation, a brief stop by the window sill, she quietly adjusted the medication plan to relieve her pain, and she expressed her unspoken concerns in the language of flowers.
In the days when the smell of medicine and the fragrance of flowers are intertwined, tenderness quietly grows with restraint, but fate has already written a foreshadowing in the medical record that no one can change.
Purpose: Raising flowers is like raising people