In sterile halls where hope resides, A doctor toils with steady hands, Through sleepless nights and endless tides, To heal…
In the quiet of the sterile room, Where hope and fear both silently loom, A figure stands with steady hand,…
In sterile halls where whispers blend, A symphony of care begins to mend, With hands that soothe and hearts that…
Within the sterile rooms so white, Where hope and pain do intertwine, There stands a figure, calm and bright, The…
In the quiet halls of healing light, Where whispers weave through the night, A doctor stands, with heart so bright,…