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I hope to write some memories, some past longings, some cruel reality, and a group of people who are so busy until dark that they may not be understood. Those people and things in the hospital may be what I have experienced, or they may actually happen to me. The person in the story may be the one I loved, or it may be the person in my mind. Those familiar names, maybe this person really exists, maybe only one person can really understand them. Sometimes life is like a riddle with one puzzle after another. Once you guess one question, you find that there is another question waiting for you. Maybe life itself is a puzzle of misunderstandings, and the answer is different for everyone. Dr. Huang is here, not only me but also many doctors in clinical practice. They are confused, sad, and responsible, but in the end they have their lives. In the eyes of many people, doctors are those who wear white coats and wander around the hospital. Sometimes they are given good reviews, sometimes they are reviled, or even not understood. Why do doctors have days off? So I just want to tell the doctor's story here and tell people the complete life of a doctor.