Recently, I have had severe insomnia, and I have to turn on the light at night to dare to sleep, and after several nights, the panda eyes have become more and more obvious, and even the director has begun to notice that her condition is not very good.

"A little insomnia!"

She can only say that, it is useless to say that it is serious, and the fear of darkness can only be overcome by herself.

"If you don't prescribe some alprazolam, how can you not sleep well for a long time!"

Colleagues were also worried about her.

It all started with last week's evening shift, when I accepted a female patient with advanced esophageal cancer who believed in Buddhism and had just been transferred back from the cancer hospital.

She was completely unable to eat, couldn't even swallow water, and could only swallow it and spit it out. Because of the consumption of the disease, she weighed only more than 70 pounds, and she was basically so thin that only skin and bones remained, which looked quite scary.

The family also understood the condition and knew that the days were numbered, and the purpose of sending her to the hospital was just to give her nutritional support, so as not to watch her starve to death in vain.

She felt nauseous and unwell repeatedly that night, and the nurse called her to get up and see her. It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and she was already asleep in a daze, so she put on a white coat and went to the ward.

The lights in the ward were turned off, leaving only a dim bedside lamp, and she walked over to check on the patient. I vaguely heard the "Great Compassion Mantra" that had been playing on a loop at her bedside.

This "Great Compassion Mantra" felt very desolate when she was ready to listen to it in the temple, and the cold hearing of this big night really scared her.

In addition, this patient was already skinny, and only one breath was left to hang, and with this music, it seemed even more desolate.

She forced herself to calm down, carefully checked the patient, her consciousness was already blurred, and after the examination, she exchanged a few words with the family, telling him that she would add some stomach protection and anti-nausea medicine to see the situation, and the family agreed.

After giving the doctor's order and explaining to the nurse, she continued to return to the duty room, lying on the bed, her ears were full of music she had just heard, and the picture in her mind was lingering.

A kind of fear grew in my heart, and I couldn't sleep again. I could only struggle to get up and turn on the lights in the duty room, and wait for dawn with my eyes open.

Because the patient's condition has been unstable and she wants to vomit repeatedly, the nurse has made several phone calls in a row, and she basically has to go to the ward to see it every hour.

Every time she heard the faint "Great Compassion Mantra", each time it deepened her fear. The nurse's sister on duty also told her that she didn't dare to enter that room.

The last time, she directly chose not to go back to the duty room, and squinted on the table at the nurse's station, so that there was a person next to her who could feel a little more at ease.

The patient died three days later and did not have her turn to work her second night shift.

But since that night, she has been suffering from insomnia, and she does not dare to sleep in her own house, and must turn on all the lights every night.

This state lasted for a whole month, and in the end, he could only barely fall asleep by taking sleeping pills.

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That night, I finally returned to the dormitory, because there was a wound on my back that was not completely healed, and with the help of Xiao Wu, I went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash my hair, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

"I feel like I'm going to be dizzy by myself for the past two days, but I'm still comfortable in the shower!"

The past few days in the hospital have been really inconvenient, and she is equivalent to a lame leg, and she can't go to the public bathroom to take a shower and wash her hair by herself.

"You're too exaggerated, you change your clean clothes every day, and there's a lot of smoke everywhere."

Xiao Wu helped her sit at the table, brought the hair dryer, and helped her dry her hair.

Although Meng Xin's personality is the eldest sister, she has beautiful long hair, because her grandmother said that girls have to have long hair to look good, so she has never cut it off.

"I'll do the laundry, and you sit by yourself for a while."

Her hair was only half dry, and Xiao Wu went to help her wash her clothes again.

"Little Wu, I love you, Mo Mo Da!"

Meng Xin gave her a flying kiss, and Xiao Wu gave her a roll of the eyes.

"Don't be scared, when your leg is healed, you will wash my stinky socks instead."

Although Xiao Wu scolded her, she was really good to her, having such a good girlfriend was really a blessing from her previous life, although she would do the same if she changed her position, but she would still be very moved.

Seeing the schoolbag on the table, Meng Xin suddenly remembered the gift given by Lu Yiming, and before she had time to take a closer look, she reached out and took the schoolbag, opened the zipper and took out the PHS in the box.

This is a red PHS, small and exquisite, she saw it at the mobile phone counter when she was shopping, the price of this model is 999 yuan, which should also be a lot of money for a person who has just gone to work.

She followed the instructions to assemble the phone card and battery, and then turned it on.

"Jingle Bell"

The phone rang, startled, and hurriedly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Meng Xin,

Are you listening?

Why are you only turning it on now?

Have you gone back to your bedroom?

How's your leg?

Why don't you speak?

Is it stupid?

Can't hear who I am? ”

Lu Yiming on the other end of the phone issued a series of questions. He called in the afternoon, and it kept showing that it was off, and when he woke up, it still showed that it was off, and he just came out of the shower, and he wanted to try again. I didn't expect to get through, but there was no sound on the phone, no wonder he was in such a hurry.

"I'm listening, I've just returned to the dormitory after self-study at night, do you have something to do with me?"

Hearing that, he was in a hurry, and he didn't know what was going on with her so late.

"I'm fine, I just want to ask how your leg is doing, since you've returned to the dormitory, then I'll hang up first, you rest early!"

When Lu Yiming heard her voice, his heart seemed to settle down all of a sudden, and he walked to the balcony with the phone.

He could see the hospital opposite, which was brightly lit, and he had been standing here for the first two nights looking in the direction of the emergency department, only now, there was no more of her.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to ask you."

Hearing that he was going to hang up the phone, Meng Xin became anxious and increased his voice. Now, everyone else in the dorm noticed that she was on the phone.

"I'm not hanging, what are you going to ask?"

Lu Yiming laughed on the phone, and he could guess what Meng Xin was like on the phone now.

"It's Wednesday, I want to ask if I can go and change the dressing on Saturday, I've taken so many days off, it's not good to take another leave."

Lu Yiming was discharged from the hospital and explained that he would change the medicine every other day, and it should be okay every two days.

"Okay, you should be careful not to get infected by water, and you can separate it with a plastic bag when you take a bath."

Lu Yiming also knew that it was not easy for her to ask for leave, her wound was still fine, and it should be almost the same to change the medicine again.

"Okay, then I'll hang up!"

Meng Xin always felt that there was a line of sight behind him staring at him from time to time, which was an intuition of martial arts practitioners. Maybe my roommate was reading a book and felt disturbed by her.

"Wait a minute."