*Save the joke, the copy needs to be improved and revised
I am a wall in front of the emergency room.
I can't move, I only have ears, a mouth, and eyes. I can see what happens in front of me every day, hear crying, and chat with the brothers opposite and next to me.
I don't understand what life and death are. I can only feel the powerlessness and despair through their bodies leaning on me.
Doctors in white coats came and went, and the tears of my family members sprinkled on my body. They cuddled with each other, praying for their loved ones together, or quarreled. They might hold each other and cry after arguing, or they might be unable to sit down on the ground, and the figures gradually walking away were reflected in their tearful eyes.
I can't remember how many times I have seen the same scene. All I can do is tell you the stories that moved me.
Purpose: safety and health