The Sick, The Poor, and The Wounded at WLH
When we are sick, when we are ill, or when we are wounded, we are the most unfortunate not just miserable. We need help and we need treatment. That is the moment when all class demarcations should disappear and when all differences in ideals and religions be put aside. Medical care and treatment should never have been an entitlement but a natural born human right. When I looked into some of these patients' eyes, I see hope - hope for one day when we can all live in peace - and even better - in equality. I have also come to respect the fact that they were willing to entrust their well beings to a group of "barbaric foreign devils" (Yang-guizi, 洋鬼子). They were both brave and admirable, as taking this step was equally important in this long and winding process of healing and reconciliation.
Lining Up Every Morning for the Clinic Hours
Wounded Arriving from the Battle Field
Captions Here: Provided Over Time
Morning Clinic Spilling Over to the Outside
Daily Morning Visits by Dr. Perkins
The Ploeg Sisters Leading the Way Making Morning Rounds