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The white coat was clean and tidy, without a trace of wrinkles, as if it was a sacred duty to wear on the body.

The figure gradually approached, and Wen Mian could see the man's face clearly. She was a female doctor, as slender as catkins, light and elegant. Her black hair draped smoothly over her shoulders, like a dense forest at night, deep and mysterious. There is a hint of subtle sensitivity between his eyebrows, as if he can see through all hypocrisy and lies. There is not only love and concentration for her career in her eyes, but also a touch of gentleness that is not easy to detect, which is awe and care for life.

The bridge of her nose was high and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a confident smile. That smile made people feel reassured, as if as long as she was around, all the pain would disappear.

Wen Mian watched her approach, feeling warm in his heart.

When the female doctor walked into the ward, her eyes first met Wen Mian. It was a firm look, as if saying: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She asked softly: "Do you feel better? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Her voice is gentle and powerful, as if there is a kind of magic that makes people relax unconsciously.

Wen Mian nodded and tried his best to smile, "Well, much better. Thank you."

The female doctor gently patted the back of Wen Mian's hand, as if conveying a kind of power, "That's good. You have to believe in yourself and us, and everything will be fine."

The corners of Wen Mian's eyes were slightly moist. She was lucky to have such an angel in white guarding her.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the half-covered curtains into the hospital ward.

The doctor was wearing a neat white coat and sitting on a chair beside the bed. She held a record book in her hand and her eyes were focused.

Wen Mian lay quietly on the bed, his face slightly pale.

The doctor gently touched her forehead, his fingers as light as feathers, carefully feeling whether the temperature was normal.

The touch was slightly cool, not burning at all.

Then, the doctor gently opened Wen Mian's eyelids, and the originally dark pupils appeared deeper under the eyelids.

She carefully observed the size, shape and reflection of the pupils, not missing any subtle changes.

During this process, Wen Mian couldn't help but observe the female doctor carefully.

She found that the doctor's fingers were as slender as willow leaves, as if each finger had been carefully polished. Every move she makes looks very professional, every stitch is meticulous, giving people a feeling of being extremely skilled.

Although the doctor's eyes are not big, they are bright and clear, as if he can see everything. There was a firm strength in her eyes, as if no matter what difficulties and challenges she faced, she could handle them calmly without flinching.

Although her face is thin, it looks very delicate. The bridge of the nose is high and the lips are pursed tightly, giving people a calm and capable look.

Her hair was neatly tied back without any mess. Wearing a white doctor's robe, she accentuates her calm and professional image.

Her skin has a slight yellow tint, as if it were the traces of staying up late at work for a long time, but it also makes her look more approachable and real.

Wen Mian noticed that when she was focusing on her work, her eyes were full of concentration and enthusiasm, as if she and her patients were the only ones in the world at this time.

Although she looks calm and composed on the outside, Wen Mian can feel the passion and strength inside her.