A short story. Three months ago, a female patient, in her early 60s, with varicose veins in her lower extremities, visited my clinic and said she came to see me after learning some information about the doctor online, wanted to have surgery in my department, and wanted me to operate on her. I was grateful for her trust. As the ward beds were very tight, she called many times and was not able to be admitted because there were no official beds available. I had suggested that she go to another hospital for surgery, but she insisted on continuing to wait, even for an extra bed, because it was a matter of integrity. I was so moved by her that after mobilizing a female patient to be discharged from the hospital, I immediately called her to inform her to come the next day for the hospitalization procedure, and an official bed was purposely reserved for her. She was finally hospitalized. However, unfortunately, a critical patient came in the night before, so her bed was turned into an extra bed. I was very grateful for her generosity. On the day of surgery, I chose general anesthesia because of herniated lumbar discs. In order to reduce her nervousness, I talked to her before the anesthesia and let her know that I was in the operating room and that I would operate on her because it was a matter of integrity. However, just after the anesthesia was done, there was a patient with a major trauma in the emergency room and I was needed for an emergency consultation. I quickly asked one of the senior attending surgeons in our department to operate on her. By the time I returned, the surgery was nearing its end, so I was at the operating table until the surgery was over. The procedure went well. Before she was discharged, she found a hematoma under the incision, and the incision was different from several other patients. She suspected that I had not done the surgery, but she never said anything because of the mutual affection. In fact, I had a hint of apology in my heart for a long time. After she was discharged from the hospital, she wrote me a very long letter, putting her doubts and dissatisfaction in her heart to me, saying that it didn’t matter who did the surgery, she just wanted to know the facts, otherwise she couldn’t sleep or eat. I immediately called her at the number on the letter and told her all about the process, including my apologies. She just said, “It’s okay, I knew I felt right, I knew the truth and that’s all. I didn’t expect you to call me, you still have integrity. Thank you!” . At that time, my heart was only grateful. In today’s medical world, the doctor-patient relationship is tense, but in fact the vast majority of the time it is still cordial and peaceful. In the doctor-patient relationship, people tend to see the patient’s vulnerability, passive, in fact, the doctor also has a lot of hardship, a lot of pressure. The patient’s understanding and support, the doctor will be more confident! The world will really be a better place if there is more understanding, more understanding, more care and more integrity. This letter, I will always keep because it tells me what is —- integrity.