Liangchi frowned slightly: "What are you crying about?" ”

I replied, "I don't know." "What else would you do? I can't tell him, maybe it's because he took the initiative to talk to me, I'm too excited.

Master pulled me aside: "I'll talk to them about something, you go to your sister first, and I'll call you later." With that, he handed me a phone, shoved me out the door, and quickly closed the door.

I immediately lay on the door like a gecko, my ears stuck to the crack of the door, intending to eavesdrop, but my master's angry dantian roar came from inside: "Su Yi, don't you want your ears!" "I was so scared that I staggered and almost sat on the ground, so I could only run to find Yuan Meng in a gloomy way.

When I arrived at the ICU, it was obviously much quieter than other places, most of them were elderly people over half a hundred years old, and there were many patients who were paralyzed in bed and in a coma. I went around and around, and I didn't know where I went, and when I saw a place on the edge of the hallway, I ran to sit down, and there was a man in a blue shirt with his head slightly down, his elbows on his left and right legs, and his hands clasped together.

I withdrew my gaze, only to find that the word "During Surgery" was lit on the opposite door, and when I was considering whether to leave, the operating door opened, and a doctor wearing a white surgical gown, a white mask and a blue hood came out.

The man next to him strode forward, and before he could say anything, the doctor sighed, shook his head, and then pushed out an operating table in the operating room, and there was a person lying on the bed, but it was covered with a white cloth.

The man walked up, his hands trembling and gently uncovering the white cloth, and I took a look, it was a woman, presumably his wife.

Then he turned around and walked to the place where he was sitting before, took a thermos flask, walked to the side of the operating bed, and said calmly to the woman on the bed who had lost her breath: "Wife, be good, get up and drink saliva, just take a sip." ”

My heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable, I thought, he must love his wife very much, otherwise how could a big man express his reluctance and disbelief in such a gesture.

"Sister, what are you doing here?" Yuan Meng didn't know when he appeared next to me, so he took my hand and left, and when I looked back at the man, his eyes were already red and there were tears on his face.

Yuan Meng told me that the man's wife had advanced stomach cancer and had been rescued several times, and the hospital staff had already told him to be mentally prepared as soon as possible, but every time the man did not think about giving up. He said, she didn't give up, and I can't give up on her.

The hospital is like this, you will see many life and death here, and you can also see the deep affection of the people around you, and you will also see that the cold and warm of this world are always different.

Yuan Meng pointed to a ward for me, "There is an old man in cerebral shock, although the hospital said that there may not be a way to wake up, his family really never came to see him again, just came to pay the medical bills, and then left in a hurry, and he wouldn't even set foot in the door of the ward." As he spoke, he pointed to another ward: "This is an old couple, the old grandmother has heart failure and needs infusions every day, and the grandfather is in good health, in order to accompany the grandmother, he pretends to be sick and comes to the infusion every day." Both of them had served in the army, and their pensions were very considerable, and they also paid for their medical expenses, but their children and grandchildren rarely came to see them. ”

I suddenly felt a pinch in my heart, giving birth to children and raising daughters for a lifetime, and when the children grew up and organized a new family, they ended up like this, I remember learning a "Book of Rites" before, which wrote "The old man does not have only his own relatives, nor only his son." So that the old have the end, the strong have use, the young have growth, the widow and the lonely and abandoned, all have support. This is a social ideal, an assertion of Confucian social ethics. But when Yuan Meng told me about the old people in these two wards, not to mention any Chinese culture, and what kind of filial piety comes first, it became another form of irony.

Yuan Meng asked me to sit on the bench in the corridor and wait for her for a while, she still had an hour to get off work, and she took me to eat after work, so I sat on the chair in a daze, and I didn't know what I was thinking, and suddenly I heard a child's voice, a little ethereal, and called "sister".

I raised my head and looked left and right, there was no one, just as I withdrew my gaze, the corner of my eye was on the left hand side of a little girl with a pale face, and I was so frightened that I cried out "Mom! "I sat on the ground with a disposition.

A nurse came out of the ward and frowned and made a silent gesture to me with her index finger to her lips, I quickly got up and nodded and apologized in a whisper, the nurse entered the ward, the moment the ward door closed, I turned around and threw a sharp look over, just look at the little girl's dirty face, look at me pitifully, probably scared her, looking at her watery eyes, my expression immediately became gentle.

Mainly, if I really cry for a while, and her parents find me, then I may have to cry.

I sat down next to her and asked her softly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The little girl is estimated to be four or five years old, looking white, tender and tender, very cute, but her face and body are a little dirty, she is about to cry with a mouth, and her voice is soft and cute: "Sister, I want to go home, can you take me home?" ”

I'm a little embarrassed, I'm just coming to this city, and I don't know the way, but looking at her expression that I'm about to cry at any time, I really can't refuse directly: "What about your parents?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the big tears fell from her eyes: "They can't find me, sister, only you can take me home." ”

I wondered, "What do you mean?" Why? ”

The little girl touched the tears on her face, choked up and said, "It was my sister who told me, she told me that only you can take me home, sister, it's too late, I'm leaving." I was in a very dark room. ”

As he spoke, he ran away. Leaving me dumbfounded, I was still stupid.

"Sister? What are you doing in a daze? Let's go, I'm leaving work early today. "I found out that Yuan Meng was a very elusive girl, who always appeared quietly by her side, and then suddenly a sentence came out, causing me to be scared twice in an hour.

I stood up: "A very strange little girl just asked me to take her home. ”

Yuan Meng smiled: "Oh? How strange is it? ”

"Indescribable, just weird, indescribably strange"

Yuan Meng stretched out his hand and took my arm and walked towards the gate of the hospital: "I guess it's a child who is bored and teasing you." ”

I can only nod, but I don't think that little girl is definitely teasing me, crying so seriously, and obviously holding back tears when she talks to me, but she is gone, how can I take her back?

Forget it, I don't want to.

"That's right." I stopped: "What about my master?" I'm going to dinner with you, and I haven't told him yet. ”

Yuan Meng slapped his head: "Yes, then call the Taoist chief together." ”

I took out my phone and called Master, and after Master's answer, I only said four words: "Master, eat." ”

Master was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and then said, "Okay, let's go together, you and Yuan Meng are waiting at the gate of the hospital." After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone.

Yuan Meng and I stood at the gate and looked at the bustling crowd, this feeling is really good, compared to being on the mountain, it looks more like fireworks here, you can feel the popularity, the air on the mountain is good, everyone has a good relationship, but there are too few people, it feels cold and boring.

When I raised my eyes, I suddenly saw a person standing behind the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the third floor, wearing a big white hexagram, wearing a mask, and his hands in his pockets, unable to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman.

I would notice him, simply because his eyes were hot, looking straight in our direction, and I didn't know why, but suddenly I felt a little panicked, and I had a very strong feeling.

He was laughing.