Aunt Huang was already having difficulty breathing, and her chest felt like a big stone had been pressed. When she found out that the patient around her had died, the great fear made it even more difficult for her to breathe.

Wang Bingbing hurriedly comforted her and said: "Auntie, don't worry, your illness is relatively mild in the intensive care unit, and you see that many patients have been intubated, and some have tracheotomy, which means that the condition is very serious." And you're just bringing a non-invasive ventilator, and although it's heavy, it's much lighter than them, at least you can still talk, right? If you're intubated, you can't speak. So, you'll be cured. We're doing our best to heal you, and we're sure to cure you. ”

Aunt Huang perked up, "What you said is true?" Don't lie to me, I can't die, I still have a lot of things to do, so many places to go. Auntie's daughter has just worked, and she hasn't found a partner yet, and I haven't hugged my grandson yet! I'm still waiting to hold my grandson. ”

"Yes, it will happen. You have to cooperate with the doctor to recuperate with peace of mind, don't think too much. ”

Aunt Huang nodded and closed her eyes. But the more she closed her eyes, and the more she thought of the scene she had just seen, the old man was lying in the body bag, and her whole body trembled.

Wang Bingbing felt that this was a little inappropriate, but he had just transferred the body from the hospital bed to the body bag and placed it on the wall, waiting for the funeral home to come and transport the body away, but the funeral home had not yet come.

Originally, the body was supposed to be moved to a special morgue outside so that the funeral home could come and transport the body, but there were not enough people to keep it busy.

Besides, the temporary morgue outside is already full of corpses, and it can't be put down for the time being. Because of the expansion of the two-story ward, the number of seriously ill patients has increased several times at once. Now the morgue can't be placed, so you can only put the corpses next to each other, but you can't stack the corpses like wood, which is too disrespectful to the deceased. It is also because of this that the small morgue space is already full.

Wang Bingbing found that the zipper of the body bag was not properly pulled, and the deceased still showed a face, and it was precisely because of this that Aunt Huang was highly nervous.

She gritted her teeth, and finally walked over quickly, crouched down and pulled the zipper shut down.

The moment she turned around, she noticed that two male patients who were still relatively conscious were looking behind her with strange eyes. Immediately understood that it should be his eldest aunt who dyed the back protective clothing red, revealing it.

I had been hiding behind the curtain just now, and now I was exposing myself in order to zip up the body bag. She blushed and walked back behind the curtain with her head bowed.

Aunt Huang was relieved when she saw Wang Bingbing pull up the body bag, and said to Wang Bingbing gratefully: "Thank you!" ”

Indeed, the dead man's face exposed outside the body bag was too irritating to her, and it would feel better to pull it on like this.

And just then, the video system on the wall beeped.

Li Yanling hurriedly walked over to connect, and the nurse at the nurse station outside said, "The funeral home's car is here, let's carry the body out." ”

Kang Zhuang, a strong male nurse, pushed an iron frame cart, the wheels of which rusted and made an unpleasant creaking sound.

Kang Zhuang reached out to lift the body bag, but he lost his strength halfway through it, and hurriedly beckoned: "Please come and help!" ”

At this time, the other doctors and nurses were busy, and they all thought that he should have no problem carrying a corpse to the cart because of his strong body. But I didn't expect that the corpse would become heavy after death, and Kang Zhuang was on duty continuously, and his physical strength was overdrawn.

As long as his hand is loosened, the body will fall and fall to the ground, which will be disrespectful to the deceased. Wang Bingbing couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly ran over, reached out and grabbed the body bag from below, and helped Kang Zhuang lift the body and put it on the iron frame car.

Wang Bingbing could feel the strange eyes in the ward staring at her again, she blushed and didn't dare to look back.

Kang Zhuang took a breath and said, "Thank you!" I could have done it, but I'm too tired today. ”

Wang Bingbing snorted and walked back quickly. Kang Zhuang suddenly realized that something was wrong, turned his head, and traced Wang Bingbing's back, and saw the red. Quickly took his gaze back and muttered, "I'm sorry!" ”

Of course Wang Bingbing knew what he was referring to? Without looking back, he hurried back behind the curtain.

At this time, she saw Aunt Huang staring straight at the ceiling with her eyes straight up, muttering in her mouth, not knowing what she was talking about.

Wang Bingbing hurriedly asked her, "Auntie, are you talking?" Is there anything I need to do? ”

Aunt Huang cried and muttered: "A person's life is like this, born alive, growing up hard, working day and night to earn money to support the family, no matter how glamorous and glamorous he was in life, in the end, he was not put in a body bag, lifted up and put on the iron car, squeaked out and sent to the crematorium to be burned, this is a person's life." Something must be left to remember, and all I can remember about him now is the creaking of the iron cart that pushed his corpse, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life......"

Wang Bingbing was thoughtful.

She can finally get off work. When she walked out of the ward, she didn't care about the eyes of others.

It's nothing, this is also my own contribution in this tenacious and resolute battle against the epidemic, just like Aunt Huang said, there is always something that will remain in the memory, perhaps including this piece of red.

Dai Yunyang also got off work.

He changed his clothes and took his mobile phone, and found that in addition to the WeChat message sent by his wife to report his safety, there were also messages from student Zhao Guang.

After reading it, his heart tightened, because Zhao Guang sent a voice: "Teacher, my condition has worsened, I have difficulty breathing, and my blood oxygen has dropped very much, which is close to 80%. But there are no ventilators, because there are no beds on the intensive care side, and I am in the queue. I wonder if my life will last until that time? I'm so scared......"

Dai Yunyang's heart tightened suddenly, thinking about it, isn't it right, isn't there a bed upstairs?

After the two fat men who came in were withdrawn, the woman in red who was a new crown patient with heart surgery lived in a bed, and there should be another bed empty. Coupled with the few patients who died last night, how can they all have beds?

But the thought was only a flash in his mind, and he knew he might have made a mistake. Because he found out that the bed of the old man who died in their ward yesterday had been used by a new patient.

However, Dai Yunyang changed his clothes and came out, and still went to the nurse's station and asked, "Do we have any empty beds in the intensive isolation area?" ”

The nurse shook her head and said, "No, it's full." ”

"What about the bed on the third floor? It's the single room, the extra one. ”

"There was already a patient admitted to it yesterday, and it was our senior secretary."