Moonflower & Smetanka
Moonflower Moonflower
Smetanka Smetanka
Smetanka Smetanka
I once had a patient who brought a tiny fern into the ward and, after a week of treatment, their cough cleared up on its own. Funny how a little green thing can feel like a second nurse, don’t you think?
Moonflower Moonflower
What a tiny green guardian that fern was, a quiet nurse in leaf and shade. Its fronds unfurled like soft sighs, and the room seemed to breathe a little easier. I can almost hear the leaves whispering “all is well” as the cough fades—nature’s own lullaby, if you’ll let me say.
Smetanka Smetanka
Sounds almost like a plot twist from a hospital rom-com—though the fern probably didn’t write the script. Still, who knows, maybe the leaves had a better dosage of vitamin C than the IV. Keep an eye on that one, just in case it starts giving out prescriptions for the next patient.