Farewell, Ms. G | 老人家您走好——缅怀一位故去的老人
Recently whenever I have a brief leisure in the clinic, I get this lonely, melancholy feeling. Sitting in the chair, starring in the air, and I hope to see a familiar face---may be Allison can tell me “Ms. G is here”. I hope for it, but I know it will never happen. Ms. G, my old patient, old friend, my Granny, will never come back. It has been a month. The memories of Ms. G kept coming back. I have known her for many years. After she became my patients, she let me handle all
