“Sister Liu, the twelve-bed girl went there last night.” Early in the morning, I talked to Xiao Li from my class.
My heart was shocked, this girl was only eighteen years old, and Fanghua died in an instant. The life that was still alive yesterday was gone in a blink of an eye.
As medical staff, outsiders say that we are cold-blooded. From the bottom of my heart, how is it possible? Just because I saw too much helplessness, I didn’t want to show it. As a professional worker, you must work in a professional state to deal with problems rationally and calmly. This is just an attitude. Nurse Wang from the Renal Dialysis Department once talked to me about a small patient. He said that he came with a schoolbag every Monday and went to school happily after dialysis. No one knew when his life would end. Every week, when she sees the little child, she always cheers up and prepares to minimize the child’s pain. This twelve-bed woman, I remember her pointed face, looks very upright, and looks very cultivated. I had a few more conversations with her yesterday. Forgot to introduce myself. I work as a nurse in an obstetrics and gynecology department in a hospital. I have been working for two years. Talked to a boyfriend, ready to talk about marriage.
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“What is the reason?” “The ectopic pregnancy suddenly ruptured and hemorrhages. It was too late for rescue and was sent to the morgue. The trouble is that there are no family members around. This time is up Where can I find family members?” “Leave it to me, you have been on the night shift all night, and go back to rest.”
Women like her are mostly unfair to others, some Still a student at school, came secretly, looking at his face, but didn’t expect to die. After dealing with the matter at hand, I reported the matter to the above, and the head nurse said with a headache, “Go find her.”
She has very little luggage, mobile phone, student ID ( It turned out to be a student), a bunch of keys, and some sundries. I went to the morgue and told me, somehow, when I saw her credentials, I suddenly felt that there was always a line of connection with her.
“I didn’t expect it to be a student in your school. Help me find her files. Of course, you can find it in private.” I called my boyfriend. After hearing this, her boyfriend seemed to react slowly. “I will come.”
“Dangerous sunny, 18 years old this year, both parents have died. The orphanage grew up. There is only one contact number.” The hospital can breathe a sigh of relief, but “it’s this Number?” Dozens of repeated calls on the phone did not answer.