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"They are so lucky to have a doctor who treats them so well. But I only have a doctor."
Sixteen-year-old Yin Zhizhao went crazy, and her attending doctor's surname was Yi.
She chooses to end
Yin Zhizhao watched the white medicine rolling in the boiling water, ethereal. That is not the future of death, but the future of liberation.
At the moment of salvation, she heard the bustle of people around her and the doctor's words, "I'm coming."
For the first time, Yin Zhizhao felt at a loss for words. She couldn't describe the feeling. At that time, I seemed to be praying devoutly, but I couldn't call it pure.
Time flies.
"Doctor, why aren't you here yet?"
Yin Zhizhao heard the woman's breathing on the other end of the phone, and the moon in the sky disappeared.
"Happy marriage, doctor."
Intention: I like you, so I will not let the beautiful nurse sister get close to you; I love you, so I bless you.