Mother had just fallen asleep. The ninety-year-old man next door was humming. The pager at the nurse's desk outside kept ringing. In the hallway was the hurried footsteps of nurses.

The hospital is a condensed life, and the joys and sorrows are staged every day.

And this kind of joy and sorrow is reflected in the joys and sorrows of many families!

Whenever I stay in the ward, I feel the fragility of life and the shortness of time.

I have been in the hospital with my mother for the past few days, and I have barely left an inch.

Now use your mobile phone to inform you that this book has not yet entered the palace! I hope you can continue to support, and I will definitely add more in the future.

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