She was only 13 years old that year. On the spring outing day, she chose to follow her father into the rolling mill to observe the day when the working people worked enthusiastically.
Unexpectedly, I met a skinny boy who asked for directions at the intersection of the workers' hospital. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt and holding a hard fructose in his hand
Although she is a peasant boy, she has beautiful eyes and fresh and pure smile between her eyes and eyebrows, which cools her whole summer.
Later, she told her parents that she wanted to be Nightingale and went to medical school.
After that, she would come to the workers' hospital for internship every summer and winter vacation.
Her parents thought that she had high consciousness and wanted to serve the working class.
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