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I don't know if it's because the space inside the elevator is too small, or because in a small space, the grief of the patient's family members will be more easily "infected" to others
During the short period of time from the 2nd floor to the 29th floor, I saw the sad look of the patient's family members, and my nose was sore.
I actually have a sore nose?
When I first got into the elevator, didn't I despise them in my heart and cry like this just after a gastroscopy?
I'm not still complaining in my heart: I also had a gastroscopy, and it was ordinary, and it was much more uncomfortable than a painless gastroscopy, but I didn't cry like this.
But just watching others cry, I actually cry too?
When tears filled my eyes, my heart still dared not accept the inexplicable sympathy I had for a strange patient.
It's not my dad lying on the hospital bed, why am I crying?
Suppressing the tears in my eyes, I don't want it to flow down.
Because I don't want people who don't know the elevator to see me crying for their loved ones.
Because I don't want to let myself cry, let alone let others see me cry.
But when I was holding back my tears, I still couldn't help but think of the father who made me a little annoying.
I remember that my dad also had stomach problems, but because of the family's financial situation, he didn't go to the hospital for an examination carefully.
All I know is that he was tested for Helicobacter pylori in a small clinic and it was positive.
At that time, I looked at the unconscious old man lying on the hospital bed beside me
In my heart, I am a little worried that my dad will become like this in the future.
If the person lying on the hospital bed was my dad, would I cry for him?
This was also a question I was thinking about at that time.
But although I hate my dad a little, I don't want him to become like the man on the hospital bed.
But as we grow up, he is indeed gradually aging.
And I think aging is the scariest thing.
Because as the body ages, all the things you have done that hurt the body may be gradually "magnified".
Various diseases will follow.
Just like when you were young, you didn¡¯t eat regularly or liked to drink too much or eat irritating food. When you get old, your "tortured" stomach will use its "wounds" to take revenge on you.
I don't have a stomach ulcer, but I have experienced stomach pain for half a month because of eating too spicy food for a long time.
For the first half month, I ate noodles with only salt, but even so, my stomach still hurts.
I know that it is not very useful to make up for it after a dead sheep, but when my stomach hurts, there is not much I can do except take medicine and stop eating those irritating things I like.
But now, my painful experience has not left any lessons for me now.
Even if there is a memory of the lesson in my heart, as time goes by, with the "washing" of delicious food, I forget everything.
But I really don't want to mention that experience again.
Because it's just sad tears when I mention it.
It hurts so much without gastric ulcers, so you don't have to think about how painful those who have gastric ulcers will suffer.
But what about pain?
The pain we have to bear now comes from our past indulgence.
It's been so long, but I still remember that I shed tears for a stranger.
But I also remember that I clearly swore many times that I would never cry again
And if I am actually an emotional person, is it really suitable to stay in the clinic?
After all, isn't death more common than life in a hospital? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com