I bought a hot drink at the convenience store downstairs in the inpatient department, and after drinking it, the person finally got better, and when I went back to the corridor upstairs, everyone sat and lay down, and they all fell asleep. In the safe passage, there is a young couple sleeping next to the stairs with a blanket, Shu Tinglan has a vague impression of this couple, the child has a blood disease, there are only a few platelets left, and he urgently needs a blood transfusion, but the hospital blood bank is in an emergency, the mother stretched out her arm and begged behind the doctor, drawing her blood and transfusing it to the child, her arm was pale, so thin that you could see the black blood vessels one by one. The doctor repeatedly stressed that she was not suitable for another blood transfusion, the hospital blood bank was actively adjusting blood, the young mother was crying on the ground, and the young father was curled up in the corner of the corridor with his head in his hands, silent.

Purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

She bought a few more bottles of hot drinks, walked up the stairs, and handed them to the young mother.

When the young mother saw the hot drink, her eyes finally focused, she took it from her hand, clutched it tightly to her chest, and muttered to herself:

"Thank you, thank you"

"My baby likes to drink this drink the most, it has a lot of milky taste. ”

"I don't know if she'll have a chance to drink it again in the future. ”

Shu Tinglan's heart was very sour, and she understood the pain and despair of the young couple, because she was also experiencing these at this time. My mother was lying in the ICU, and she could only rely on oxygen to maintain her life every day, and her blood oxygen saturation dropped again and again, no matter how she prayed and begged God to let her go once, it was useless.

Mom showed no signs of improvement, and the doctor had been notifying her of her critical illness for three days in a row. She asked herself countless times, why did they become like this, why did they become like this, why did their mother's life, her life, why did they become like this, they had never done anything bad, why did they suffer such a catastrophe?

There is no answer.

When her mother was rescued for the last time, she lay in the door outside the operating room, quietly praying that as long as her mother could survive, she was willing to exchange her 20 years, or even 30 years of life, for her mother's life. If Mom dies, she doesn't have the meaning to live.

Prayers were useless, and the doctor, dressed in a hazmat suit, waved his hand at her and bowed deeply to her in apology. At that moment, the color of heaven and earth was lost.

Ignoring the doctor's objections, she rushed into the operating room, hugged her mother's cold body, her heart was like a knife, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

My mother's body is cold, and her already thin body has been lying in the ICU for a week, and she has become skinny. She gently hugged her mother

"Wake up and look at me." ”

"One more word to me, please, Mom. ”

That night, I pushed her in a wheelchair to the hospital, I didn't have time to say a word of goodbye, I didn't have time to say a word, I felt unbearable pain, I was split in half, so painful, so caught off guard.

The people from the hospital morgue came and wanted to push Shu's mother to the morgue, but Shu Tinglan didn't let them touch it.

"I know your sorrow, and please understand our work. ”

"Your mother died of pneumonia caused by the flu, which was very contagious, and she had to be cremated immediately and the operating room had to be thoroughly disinfected. ”

The staff was also helpless, two people pulled her and forcefully pulled her away from her mother, no matter how hard she struggled, it didn't work.

"We ask for your cooperation. The other party shouted angrily and pulled her to the side.

They are so accustomed to seeing life and death that it is difficult for them to empathize with the families of patients.

For the family, it is their own relatives, and they are willing to exchange their lives for their relatives, but for the staff, it is just a corpse, a handful of ashes.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are indeed incompatible, Shu Tinglan is broken, and the other party just coldly follows the process.

She was pulled away, and the others quickly sprinkled her mother with disinfectant and pushed her to the morgue.

Looking at the hospital bed where Hulala was leaving quickly, Shu listened to the whirlwind, felt a mouthful of black heart blood spit out from his throat, and then fainted, unconscious.

She thought she might have contracted the flu too, and her whole body ached, like she was being roasted by fire.

The head is clear, but he can't wake up, he can't open his eyes. My mind is full of the last thing my mother will leave.

"Mom"

She screamed, and woke up, and the man suddenly sat up from lying down, and sat up straight. With an infusion tube in his hand, the nurse next to him was registering something.

"36 degrees 5, fever subsided. The nurse said, glancing at the thermometer.

Shu Tinglan only felt that his whole body was soaked, and it was the sweat that came out of the process of high fever just now.

"How's my mom?" she asked the nurse.

"Wait until you sign it," the nurse couldn't bear to say the word cremation, only to say it later

"I'll wait for you to sign over there, and I'll accompany you. "The nurse saw that she had always been alone and had some sympathy for her.

Shu Tinglan was silent, wanting to hide, not wanting to face this cruel reality, but the nurse didn't force her, still recording something beside her, looking up to ask her questions from time to time.

"When was your last period?"

Shu Tinglan looked up at her, not knowing why.

"You're pregnant, and your last menstrual period is the day of the month, so I'll register you. ”

The nurse looked at her pale face and was shocked to the point of speechlessness, and thought to herself, another woman with a story.

Last menstrual period?

In the past two months, there have been too many twists and turns in life and work, and there have been too many changes, so that she didn't care about it at all.

"It's been two months," she replied to the nurse's question.

Just how could it be?

She and Zhuo Yu'an have always been very careful with contraception,

She has just started her career, and she is not ready to be a mother, in this regard, Zhuo Yu'an respects her very much, and when she is emotional, she will carefully insist on wearing it. It's just a few times, because I'm too involved, and when it's over, I find that the condom has slipped off somewhere

"The fetus is about three months old, and you can go to the obstetrics and gynecology department to file it. The nurse told her the answer.

Shu Tinglan unconsciously stroked his stomach, not knowing whether to be sad or happy for a while.

The sad thing is that this child came at an inopportune time, and he was destined to have no father when he was born;

Happily, it seems that everything is destined in the dark. As soon as her mother left, she became pregnant. Maybe that's what Mom meant, finding someone to keep her company.

If that's the case, then mother, come to my belly, you come to be my daughter, let me take good care of you.

It must be like this, it is the mother who is afraid that she will be lonely, so she will accompany her in another way.

She cried and laughed like a madman, and the nurse didn't know how to comfort her when she saw her like this.

"Can you buy me a cup of milk?" she begged the nurse to take care of her body and wait for her mother to come and be her daughter.

Today should be preferred