Outside the 844 ICU door

-M Hospital-

March 17th

01：27 AM

There is a stone at the main entrance, and the name of M Hospital is written in large letters. After entering from the main entrance, turn right and enter a pure white building, which is the building where the ICU is currently located, this building mainly accepts some traffic accident patients, and the interior decoration is mainly blue, green and white.

The guide at the entrance is very friendly, and he also speaks English and Japanese, and when you enter the building, you often find that it is very quiet despite the crowds. Everywhere is quiet and peaceful.

This is outside the ICU.

The doors of the Intensive Care Unit (ICU) are pure white, with thick and solid silver-metallic doorknobs and stainless steel trim reflecting the icy light, like the rows of chairs outside the ICU, telling this untold story.

The doors of the ICU seem to refuse access to non-medical staff.

The pearl-white light shines on this spacious, neat and bright place from the inside and outside, in addition to the colorful paintings and hospital management system hanging on the surrounding walls, the snow white and the glass are also glowing with pale green light, the environment of the ICU can be said to be not stained with dust, and it makes people have a sad mood from the inside out.

Here, ** and solemn.

Here, cold and lonely.

Here, tranquil and detached.

Here, it's like a separate space in the world.

Here, it is like an uninhabited island in the universe.

Here, it's prohibitive.

Here, hectic but always associated with sadness.

Here, the faces of the doctors and nurses have been devoid of sympathy.

Here, too, the faces of patients and their families are filled with despair and exhaustion.

But here it is both desperate and hopeful.

It's about life and death.

In short, it is a sacred place.

Beginning at midnight, the doctors and nurses were unusually busy, and the lights continued all night long, as if they were shining a cold white light, as if swearing the beginning of another war.

Only one door apart, busy work inside, quiet and melancholy waiting outside, is indeed a different scene, can not help but make people sigh, life, every family has a difficult scripture.

On this day, the family members outside the ICU door were very calm, and they couldn't help but show high emotional intelligence, as well as extraordinary concentration and restraint.

There are a few people scattered on the façade of the corridor, and it is particularly deserted here tonight.

The lights in the emergency room were still on, and the work inside was still on, and a tall man came out of the elevator hall, hurriedly ran over, the sound of his leather shoes was still very loud in the empty corridor, and walked straight to the long row of stainless steel chairs outside the ICU door.

"What's the situation? are you, what's the matter?" the man was a little anxious.

"I'm Momo, and he's in. The woman said a little timidly, "Brother Chen, you are in a hurry." ”

"Okay, I know, send me the details through your WeChat voice, you go home first, I'll ask the front desk to call you a taxi, just say Chen Tao's name." With that, the man sent the woman away.

The woman walked away in a daze.

Some were unhappy, and walked in a hurry, and touched the briefcase of a man sitting on a bench.

It's Chen Tao, he actually came here, could it be that someone he knows lives here? Chen Tao lingered at the door, never sitting. The corridor was not as quiet as it was just now, and the sound of Chen Tao's leather shoes could be heard from time to time.

Chen Tao seemed to be very busy, and went out to make a phone call from time to time, and when he came up for the last time, he took two bottles of hot coffee drinks, handed them to the man who was waiting patiently next to him, and apologized again for Xiao Tao for touching the briefcase.

In this way, outside the ICU door, these people depend on each other, guarding the door that has not been opened since midnight.

-M Hospital-

March 17th

05：10 AM

Time is slow or fast, and there are still a few people waiting outside the ICU door.

The rescue work inside has been going on for four or five hours, and people outside can't help but worry about whether the physical strength of the medical staff can support it, because they haven't eaten yet, haven't they drunk water, and can't even go to the bathroom? This is really not something that ordinary soldiers can bear.

Suddenly, the lights in the emergency room went out, and the medical staff hurriedly came out of it, and the people around rushed to the door as if they were conditioned.

"How's it going?" several people rushed up and rushed over to ask for the specific situation.

"Who are the female patient's family?" the doctor said, impatiently.

"I, I am. A middle-aged man in a suit, the man who handed Min Shuo hot coffee, instantly attracted everyone's attention, and he said unhurriedly, "I'm her father Qin." ”

"Oh, okay, can you sign?" the doctor asked bluntly.

"Sign?" his expression suddenly skipped a hint of darkness, "yes, is her life in danger?"