There Is No Real Empathy in the World

The full text is free, don't log in to V, updates are available as you like, and there's no pressure to follow up ~ [Campus Reporter*Neurosurgeon] *Reunion after a long absence|The end of the year|Unit story|Redemption|Growth|Plot flow *Solemn reminder This article is an artistic creation. Some of the characters' behaviors and plots have been artistically amplified and treated to extremes. Do not imitate! ——To readers: Please be sure to always save yourself from the fire and water in this world, again and again, and again, and again, thousands of times. ——Luo Xiang Plot streaming copy—— Ye Jue once asked Rui Huan a question. "Rui Huan, do you think there can be true empathy in this world?" He said, "No." He picked up the book on the table - "To Kill a Mockingbird". He read it slowly. "You can never truly understand a person unless you walk in his shoes, walk the path he has taken, and think about things from his perspective." /////////////// Emotional flow copy—— October in Lincheng is very rainy. The night I went to the hospital for treatment, it was raining lightly, and the air was as thick as the bursting crimson blood, damp and fishy. On this rainy night, Ye Jue woke up again from the double attack of thunder and nightmare. The tip of my nose felt the pungent smell of disinfectant water, and my fingertips felt like moist, warm and wide palms. Ye Jue raised his eyes along the fair and slender arms, and met a pair of warm and calm eyes. The man was wearing a white coat, standing in front of him, with a gentle and calm temperament. "Having a nightmare?" His voice was slow, like the wind in the mountains. The man took her to the lounge and made her a cup of scented tea to warm her up and help her sleep. "It's been wet and cold lately. Drink some tea to warm yourself up." "Thank you." Ye Jue held the tea cup and said with a trembling voice, "Rui Huan, I seem to be... Sick." He knelt down, looked at her level, and said in a solemn and gentle tone, "Ye Jue, I am a doctor. If you are willing, you can try to believe me." "If you are unhappy, you can tell me." That night, she remained silent. And he watched her slender figure go away, pacing at the door of his friend in the psychology department for a long time. He chose to respect her and turned around to leave. Because, I don't want to know about you from other people's mouths. I want to get closer to you, step into your world, and wait for you to tell me. - This is a story about someone who thought someone else was sick only to find out later that he was sick too. I thought I was the one who cured them, but I never thought that it was them who cured me. *Multi-unit narrative, the main line revolves around campus and doctors and patients, writing about redemption, growth, and survival. *The title of the book is inspired by Wang Yuan's "There is no real empathy in the world", also known as "Slowly". *The heroine's perspective is more about plot and group portraits, with career and emotional lines running in parallel. *There are still some shortcomings in the writing, but I try to make up for it with the plot. Thank you for your tolerance. *The knowledge content related to the careers of the male and female protagonists are all obtained from the Internet. If there are any bugs, please remind me, a confused little writer~~ If you feel that the pace is too slow and the plot is too heavy, it doesn't matter~ There are many good books in the world, just choose the one that makes you happiest and most comfortable~ Concept: Love is the greatest magic in the world