At 2 p.m. on December 24, 2006, the nurse was on duty in the nursing room of Renai Hospital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm sorry today, I asked my colleagues on the day shift to come to work half an hour early, delaying everyone's time. Why do we do this? Because I would like to lead you to hold a small moment of silence in memory of our deceased colleague Comrade Wu Aimei, who has been gone for a year since she died......"

On the first day of Xiao Chen's return to work after his "sick leave", he knew that Sister Tong had returned to neurosurgery during her "sick leave".

Xiao Chen saw that when Nurse Tong finished the above paragraph, her eyes were red.

Next, several nurses in white coats and tuxedos stood side by side under the leadership of Nurse Tong. Folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen and silently lowered his head until the end of the three minutes.

"Did you know? I heard that Nurse Wu's husband is married!" one nurse whispered to another nurse after the silent ceremony.

"I've heard about it for a long time! I got married half a year ago. Another nurse said, "And Nurse Wu's mother, the child's grandmother, still lives with them, saying that it is to take care of the child." ”

"Ahh Tut-tut......"

……

Nurse Tong ignored everyone's discussions, and only said, "Hurry up and get busy!" and got up and left the duty room.

Hey! It's been a year since Nurse Wu left! Except for Sister Tong, there probably won't be a second person in the hospital who still remembers her "death day"! Even if she does, no one will think of going to "pay a silent tribute" to her.

It's been half a year, Sister Tong is gone, and she's back. Sister Tong is still the same as before, and the neurosurgical nursing team has returned to its original state, and even herself, isn't it still back to her original state?

Thinking about these thoughts, Xiao Chen followed the head nurse and a few colleagues to the outside of the duty room. Yes, no matter how big the storm passes, who will remember the past when everything returns to calm on the sea?

Nothing has changed, but everything has changed, everything has changed, but nothing has changed. Whether this changes or does not change depends entirely on one's own state of mind.

"Nurse, nurse! My father said he had a terrible headache! As soon as I walked to the corridor of the ward, there were family members who "called for help".

Everyone immediately went to their posts and got busy.

Xiao Chen also put away his thoughts, rolled out the nursing car, and started evening care with his colleagues.

"Child, how old are you?" The nursing went to bed 23, and Xiao Chen saw that the patient on this bed was a child, sitting on the bed with a round head and a round head, looking very cute, so he stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the child suddenly picked up the water cup on the bedside table, threw it at Xiao Chen, and then, the cup fell to the ground, but the water in the cup was all left on Xiao Chen.

"Go away!!" The kid didn't seem satisfied with his "masterpiece", and yelled at Xiao Chen.

"Let's go, let's go!" Before Xiao Chen could react, her colleague pulled her and walked away.

When he got out of the ward and arrived in the corridor of the ward, the colleague whispered to Xiao Chen: "Don't talk to that child, we all stay away from him, and that child will beat and scold when he sees someone in a white coat! ”

After hearing this, Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, didn't say anything, quickly changed into work clothes, and continued to work.

The next day, Xiao Chen was on duty in the custody unit. Looking up from the medical records, she suddenly saw a red balloon floating in through the half-covered door of the intensive care unit.

No one in the care room paid any attention to the balloon, except for the 23-bed boy.

He stood a short distance from the door, looking into the custody room, his eyes fixed on the balloon.

Xiao Chen got up and picked up the rope dragged under the balloon and dragged it out of the custody room, she saw the little boy who "threw the cup" at herself standing there, looking at herself with a frown at the moment, wanting to get the balloon back but not daring to move forward.

Xiao Chen stepped forward, half-squatted in front of the boy and said softly with a smile: "Call Auntie, and I will return the balloon to you." ”

The little boy's brows furrowed, but he still didn't speak, he looked up at the balloon "floating" overhead, and then lowered his head to look at the rope in Xiao Chen's hand.

"Here you go!" Xiao Chen didn't continue to "tease" him, smiled and handed the rope to the little boy's hand, and turned back to the care room.

On the third day, Xiao Chen was on a night shift in the custody unit.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Xiao Chen, who had just finished changing the infusion for the special 3 bed, turned his head and saw that the door of the originally closed monitoring room was pushed open, but no one came in.

Xiao Chen walked to the door with the empty bottle and poked out, only to see the little boy hiding by the wall on the side of the door.

Xiao Chen smiled at the little boy, didn't speak, turned around and went back to the custody room.

The little boy seemed to be bolder, and no longer hid in the corner, but stood in the middle of the door, looking at Xiao Chen all the time.

When Xiao Chen measured his blood pressure on the 4th bed, he saw that the little boy was still standing there, tilting his head to look at her.

She then walked over and crouched down again, and looked at the little boy, who looked at her. Xiao Chen felt funny for a while, this kid is quite cute, why is he standing here all the time?

"Do you like to eat apples?" Xiao Chen saw that the child's face was red, and suddenly thought of apples, so he asked casually.

The little boy didn't speak, just ran away.

Xiao Chen closed the door of the custody room and continued to be busy inside.

Unexpectedly, after a short while, the door of the custody room was pushed open again, and I saw the little boy standing at the door with a plastic bag in his hand.

Seeing Xiao Chen coming over, the little boy immediately lifted the bag and handed it to Xiao Chen, but he still didn't speak.

Xiao Chen took the bag suspiciously, and asked with a smile, "What's in here?"

At this moment, the little boy's mother followed: "Oh, this child, when I went back, I was clamoring to ask for an apple, and I thought he wanted to eat it himself, but he wanted to bring it to you." I don't know what's going on, but I like you, and I always tell you that I want to come to you. ”

Xiao Chen also smiled, handed the bag to the child's mother, and said to the child with a smile: "Auntie, when she is working, you can't eat, let your mother wash and wash it for you." ”

The little boy looked at Xiao Chen and shook his head, standing there and not leaving. Seeing this, Xiao Chen took out an apple from the bag: "Okay, Auntie will take one and eat it after work, okay?"

The little boy smiled, then took his mother's hand and walked back to his hospital room.

By the time Xiao Chen returned to Corey after a night shift, the little boy had already been discharged from the hospital.

"That kid was discharged from the hospital so soon?" Xiao Chen pushed the nursing cart and walked to the ward again, and saw that there was a patient in bed 23, so he asked his colleague.

"He had medulloblastoma, and his family gave up surgery. Said a colleague.

Xiao Chen's heart tightened!

Medulloblastoma, an intracranial malignant tumor, is more likely to occur under the age of 14, with an average survival time of less than a year! )