A medical student who came from a rural area, his father died unexpectedly, but he discovered that the cause of his death was that his important organs were stolen. He thought he wanted to get the truth, but he just wanted revenge. He thought he was in love with the professor's daughter, but he just wanted to take advantage of their family relationship. He thought he would find the real culprit, but he didn't. That scalpel fell in the cold corridor...
The phoenix man flying on the branch, his father's stolen kidney, the daughter of a medical school professor, finding the murderer, dismemberment and revenge cannot eliminate the hatred. But is the murderer really the murderer? All human beings are miserable.
This is the first longer work I've done. I always feel that once the length exceeds a certain limit, I lose control of the direction of the work. It's not that I'm pushing the plot, but the plot is pushing me. I'm just describing what I see in front of me. As for where these scenes come from, I've never figured it out. I think this work is an attempt. It goes beyond the scope of my attention. I only hope that it can fully tell what I saw.
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