The Rebirth of a Phy

The stretcher, draped in white cloth, was pushed forward. A slightly thin arm hung from the edge of the stretcher, lifeless and devoid of any movement.,Soon, the rhythm of high heels echoed through the hospital corridor.,Shi Chen wouldn't listen, pulled out the instruments and needles in a few moves, stood up and prepared to leave, "I'm fine, I have to go back."。