This is a story about police captain Cheng Ye and surgeon Nan reunited and fell in love.
Nan Feng leaned over to check the injured person's pupils, but suddenly stopped - the word "Cheng Ye" on the name tag on the chest of the police uniform shocked him. This name is like a key, opening a long-dusted drawer deep in my memory.
After Nan Feng finished signing, he took one last look at the unconscious policeman. When he turned to leave, he turned around unexpectedly, just in time to see Cheng Ye's right hand finally loosen slightly, and a small rusty button rolled out from between his fingers, teetering on the edge of the operating table.
That was the second button on Nan Feng's shirt fifteen years ago.
Intention: the light of the right path