The young man's father saw that he could no longer take painkiller injections, and although he could not blame his son, the humming sound seemed to be getting louder and louder. Moreover, from time to time, he muttered: "Oops, it hurts to death." "How can you sleep tonight?"

Hearing these mutterings, the young man must have been heartbroken, but the nurse said that the indicators had been used up, so what could he do but sigh?

"I don't think he'll be able to fight either." Then my father spoke.

"Dad, how do you know?" I asked curiously.

"When I was in the intensive care unit, he was in the bed next to me."

"Oh......" I should say.

"At that time, he had a very bad cough. I know that when I cough, I will inevitably pull the wound. The pain, almost unbearable. ”

Seeing my father pause, I put on an understanding look very cooperatively.

Seeing this, my father continued: "In the intensive care unit, he is also the one who shouts more in pain. However, the staff in the intensive care unit not only have no sympathy, but on the contrary, they will speak out! 'Tell what! If you hum loudly, your body won't hurt! "Look at how people don't hum like you do." That night, he had asked for painkillers several times, and I remember that the nurses in the intensive care unit almost always replied, 'It's not time yet!' What's the hurry! Wait. 'In the intensive care unit, I don't seem to be the only one who has ever asked for painkillers. You think about it, if you spend two nights in the intensive care unit, if you get one shot every night, then it's two shots. Last night, he had another injection. Isn't it exactly three stitches? He may have been in excruciating pain, and he may not have paid much attention to the nurse's words. But I could hear it clearly. 'Don't scream! Each of you can only get a maximum of three shots. After three injections, even if it hurts again, I can only endure it. ’”

My father's words made me feel distressed and admired. Although my father said it lightly, I knew that he must have endured unbearable pain in the intensive care unit. Almost no one in the intensive care unit did not ask for painkiller injections, but my father endured the unbearable pain. How could his extraordinary tenacity and perseverance not be admired?

The young man's father was still humming, but his father's words undoubtedly caught his attention and resonance. "Even if I feel the same way, none of the staff in the intensive care unit are good-tempered. Our patient who has just undergone surgery is in so much pain, what's wrong with two snorts? But none of those people treated you with a good face! ”

This one, it is estimated that he has been blamed in the intensive care unit, otherwise, his words would not be full of resentment.

"Probably not, I think there seemed to be a nurse in the intensive care unit. Caregivers should have enough patience, right? I said in disbelief.

"Caregivers? Don't talk nonsense! I don't know which relationship the grandparents came in. I feel that they are more bullish than those nurses, and they are more responsible! Before the young man's father could speak, my father retorted.

"That's it, that's it! Those caregivers are not even things! "The young man's father, who was deeply affected, agreed with my father's point of view very much, and immediately said with some emotion.

"Impossible, right?" I questioned their words again, "I remember, when I first entered the intensive care unit, I seemed to have a plate, a towel and a tissue paper. I guess those nurses have to at least scrub with you or something, right? Tissue paper, they must be used to wipe your saliva with you, right? It shouldn't be easy to do this. How can you say that people are not things? ”

Hearing that I was actually fighting for those caregivers, both of them were very unhappy. Of course, it was my father who reacted quickly and preemptively said, "What wash, scrub? Bullshit, it's just dipping a towel in some water and leaning on you very frivolously. It's like the joke in the countryside: Why don't cats wash their faces (we wipe cats with their paws on their faces to deal with the most unserious face-washing behavior of adults)? They're purely coping. Washing is almost the same as not washing! ”

"That is, what is even more excessive, when you cough up phlegm, not only do they not help you wipe it, but they will ask: Do you have no hands yourself? Anyway, in the intensive care unit, I foam at the mouth by myself. You don't know, taking paper and wiping your mouth all affect the scar, and the pain is really unbearable! However, as soon as you snort, the nurses will scold again. ”

I understand the young man's father's more resentful words. Because, since he moved into the ward, he has been coughing almost endlessly. It's just that in the ward, the young man or his wife helps him wipe it. At this time, I remembered what the young man said to me at the time: during my time in the intensive care unit, there was almost nothing else to do except deliver tissue. After listening to his kind reminder, I was ready to send tissue paper for my father. But until my father moved out of the intensive care unit, I never sent tissue paper, and even, when my father moved, I brought out most of the stacks of tissue paper from the intensive care unit. At that time, I was a little strange. But now that I think about it, I finally understand. It was precisely because the young man's father had a severe cough that he used the paper extra frequently, and when the face paper ran out, the intensive care unit would of course remind the young man to send the face paper. It is precisely because of the severe cough that the young man's father feels more deeply in this regard. No wonder he was even more indignant than my father.

After this discussion, I have a further perceptual understanding of the so-called service attitude of the Municipal People's Hospital. It seems that the rumors about the staff of the People's Hospital being "either rich or expensive" are not groundless. Otherwise, why are even the unofficially staffed caregivers so aggressive? Think about it, if these nurses are not the so-called "wealthy" and do not rely on them, then why do they have such a strong confidence to speak ill of patients? The so-called, the emperor's daughter does not worry about getting married. They must be so-called related households, so no matter how dissatisfied the patients are with them, they will definitely not be able to shake their identity and status. Otherwise, how could they be so unscrupulous?