Tell me about your wonderful night shift experience.

Although I have sewed countless first aid, there are only a few that are truly unforgettable. Now I occasionally tell them as jokes to my girlfriends. First of all, I have to say that emergency suture is really a place with stories, a gathering place for gossip and a place to see people's hearts. Story 1: A 40-year-old man was drinking at a friend's house and accidentally fell down, with a 4 cm cut. At first, the man was arrogant and told his friends that I didn't sew. Men are not afraid of scars. My dad told me that I missed my dad. Later, when I learned that his father had just died, I burst into tears. Honestly, I must have put it aside to sober up. Later, the man's wife came, dressed as Kochi, but did something that surprised me. My wife saw that the man was drunk and slapped him. The nurse on duty and I were scared on the spot and stepped forward to stop ... The man finally stopped crying and went into the sewing room with great cooperation, neither singing nor crying. He just told me after sewing that the doctor didn't want my son to know what I look like today.