On cold and humid winter days in a small northern town, there is always a nurse's uniform that won't dry. That was Xu Nian's only armor.
Coming from a lower class background, she was accustomed to bowing her head, obeying, and swallowing the humility in her bones into her stomach. In this huge institution that devours human bones and blood, there is a contract that represents survival and dignity. It is her only hope to struggle out of the quagmire. For it, she allowed her dignity to be trampled to pieces on the cold marble floor.
She thought that patience would bring about the dawn, but what she found was only deeper and bottomless despair and abandonment.
The depression in the dark night finally fermented into toxins in the bone marrow. That sharp knife, for the first time, drew the line between life and death in the trembling of despair.
At that moment, the world fell into deathly silence.
The emptiness and fear after extreme depression quietly evolved into a suffocating trembling. It turns out that no matter how high a person is, his life is only one milligram heavier; it turns out that this pure white coat can perfectly cover up all the bleeding wounds. When the repressed soul completely slid into the abyss, this ward filled with the smell of disinfectant finally became a silent court for her alone.
Intent: The desperate resistance of the weak at the bottom, and the destruction of souls when desires are out of control