What's it like to have a boyfriend who is an obstetrician?

Well, my husband is a doctor, or rather, a clinician. He was in love for more than a year before he got the certificate. Pisces 1980 has been recovering since it was born, commonly known as moving thighs. Tell me how I really feel. When I first saw him in their department, I felt completely different from the doctors I usually knew, especially gentle and patient. Most of the patients are old people, and they are very gentle with them. I thought he was like an angel.

Then he chased me and took off his white coat. In fact, ordinary people like us didn't feel like angels at all when they were in the hospital. However, he can solve some minor ailments and pains in life together, buy medicine for the symptoms, give me acupuncture, press acupoints, and then tell me what to eat and what not to eat. My relatives at home asked him if he had any pain. At first, I was curious about his process of studying medicine. Later, I learned that dissection is not about hands and bodies.

Even several people can only be assigned to one arm and so on. After a long time, there is no curiosity. They work hard, but their wages are not high. When they are seriously treated in the hospital, they will encounter many unpleasant things. The doctor-patient relationship in any discipline is a little tense, and their therapists are also victims. They joked among their colleagues, were exhausted from work, starved to death with wages, and were scolded by patients behind their backs when they died.

There are still many small problems to worry about. Sometimes I think I can stand him too much. After a long time, I don't think he is an angel at all. I only go to his hospital occasionally and see him wearing a white coat and a mask, and I still have some nostalgia for the first time I saw him.