There is a window in the consulting room of psychiatrist Shen Yan that is always half-curtained.
Until the patient named Sanning appeared, with a wrist covered with braided bracelets,
The shadow he had carefully maintained was torn away inch by inch.
Sang Ning, an insomniac, can see things that others cannot. Including Shen Yan under his white coat
A heart riddled with holes.
Every Wednesday at three o'clock in the afternoon, they conduct dangerous transactions:
She trades the traumatic truth for Valium pills, and he trades his professional mask for the trembling of being seen through.
When the diagnosis and treatment record book filled up page 47, Sanning left the unfinished bracelet in the waiting room.
Shen Yan's wedding ring finally slipped into the blood in the emergency room.
[Doctor, you said that empathy is the prerequisite for treatment.
[What if the lens of empathy is destruction?
Concept: Some wounds must be seen by another person in order to truly exist, and seeing itself can cause secondary damage.