Hong Tiefeng trembled and touched a pack of cigarettes. His trembling hand hit the lighter several times and didn''t light it.
Wu Mian took the lighter, lit the fire and gathered in front of Hong Tiefeng.
When the cigarette was lit, Hong Tiefeng didn''t smoke, but tried to stand it up.
It was very difficult. His hands trembled so much that the smoke couldn''t stand up at all.
"I''ll help you," Wu Mian said softly.
In the ditch next to the channel, Wu Mian found several small pieces of gravel, piled them together and helped Hong Tiefeng erect the cigarette.
Hong Tiefeng knelt down and kowtowed three heads in the direction of the hospital where his mother died.
Wu Mian looked at all this silently.
"Doctor, what''s your name?" Hong Tiefeng asked sobbing.
"No, your surname is Wu."
"Thank you." Hong Tiefeng squatted on the ground, picked up a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He took a hard breath, but he coughed.
"Smoke less and wait until you get better."
"Dr. Wu, it''s boring to smoke." Hong Tiefeng let his tears flow out and didn''t wipe it. He looked at the dark sky and said, "finally, he didn''t take a look."
"I''m sorry for the special period," said Wu Mian sincerely. "It''s my turn to thank you."
Wu Mian stretched out his hand. He seemed to dislike the smell of smoke and wanted to disperse a few wisps of smoke. But the smoke is like a spirit, unwilling to leave, floating gently in the air.
"Dr. Wu..."
With that, Hong Tiefeng felt the smoke shaking slightly in front of him. His eyes stared at the wisps of green smoke and suddenly moved a few seconds later.
"Are you a psychologist? Is this hypnosis?"
Wu Mian was speechless. Unexpectedly, a very accidental Miss occurred at such an important moment when the shelter hospital was just opened.
"I also study psychology," said Hong Tiefeng. "I''m gifted. You don''t have to help me with psychological rehabilitation. I can do it myself."
"Who is the teacher? There are not many people who can wake up by themselves." Wu Mian said softly.
"Mr. Ma Weixiang, Su University."
"Oh, it''s him," said Wu Mian.
Hong Tiefeng didn''t pay attention to Wu Mian''s words. He sighed, subconsciously closed his eyes, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Cry, it''s more uncomfortable to hold it." Wu Mian whispered to comfort.
"I didn''t think it was the last time to take my mother to the ambulance," Hong Tiefeng murmured.
Hong Tiefeng''s words are full of regret, endless regret and sadness.
"I wanted to open a psychological clinic after graduation to let the elderly live a good life. But I didn''t expect it to be like this..."
Wu Mian listened quietly without disturbing Hong Tiefeng''s thoughts.
It''s not easy to wake up in grief. Wu Mian thinks this is unfortunate and lucky, both for Hong Tiefeng and the other cabin hospital.
What will many patients think if their emotions get out of control and stir people''s hearts?
Fortunately, Hong Tiefeng has strong self-control ability.
"Dr. Wu, did you say my mother felt bad when she left?"
"I don''t know," said Wu Mian, "but patients infected with the new pneumonia virus generally walk very fast. Some of them can talk on their front feet, and they don''t exist when they lie down.
In the designated hospital, a patient and nurse just lay down after feeding. As soon as they turned around, the time was gone. I heard that the nurse was in a breakdown and almost fainted without crying. "
Wu Mian whispered a sad story.
Recently, there are too many such sad stories, and the whole Tianhe is bearing great suffering.
"In fact, it''s a good thing that people can leave suddenly when they live for a lifetime. I''m a doctor, which is basically the consensus of doctors."
"I think so, too, but I have no mother. What''s the use of reading for so many years."
It was dark and dark.
"I met a lot of school bullies when I was studying. I thought at that time, if I were inferior to them, how could I make my parents live a good life after graduation. I just clenched my teeth and insisted all the way, but I didn''t expect to encounter this year."
After smoking a cigarette, Hong Tiefeng lowered his head and let the fireworks go out by himself.
"Give me the cigarette butts," said Wu Mian. "Go back and stabilize your mood. Don''t be too sad. Natural and man-made disasters can''t be avoided."
"HMM." Hong Tiefeng didn''t talk too much nonsense, even he said very little, more muttering to himself.
Standing up from the ground, Hong Tiefeng''s legs are a little soft. Wu Mian helped him, patted him on the back and said, "live well, your mother is watching in the sky."
"Dr. Wu, I will."
Hong Tiefeng was sent back to area D. he lay down, covered with a quilt, and his side head was directed at the temporary partition, silent.
"Watch this patient," Wu Mian and the doctor on duty whispered. "Let me know immediately if there are any abnormalities."
"Miss Wu, are you all right?" the doctor in area D asked quietly.
"It shouldn''t be a big problem," Wu Mian said with a slight sigh. "I can''t help catching up. The patient is very cooperative. It''s estimated that he can come out by himself."
The position light of the patient is gradually turned off. The nurse patiently told the patients to pay attention to rest, but other patients may come at night and may be disturbed.
The nurses apologized as they spoke, as if they had done something wrong.
In the half light and half dark Tianhe living room, it became quiet, and then someone began to snore.
Snoring is big or small. Some people sit up from bed and are not used to this "collective" life like Datong shop.
Wu Mian, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand, sat quietly behind the general hospital table and wrote the word earplugs on A4 paper
For Wu Mian, who rarely sleeps, earplugs are strange. In addition, they are not medical supplies. He doesn''t realize how important this gadget is.
This is a mistake. Report to the headmaster after dawn.
As for whether the patient is used to using earplugs, Wu Mian can''t help it. Life always goes on, and adapting to the immediate environment is the most important.
Nurses whisper to soothe the anxious patients. Modern people''s life is getting better and better. Insomnia and dreams are very common, and it is also common not to hear snoring.
In Wu Mian''s memory, six pairs of people met divorced because of snoring.
Do you need to deal with small details such as foot odor? Wu Mian rubbed the walkie talkie in his hand and pondered.
Patients keep coming in again. Nurses arrange beds and help make beds and daily necessities. Some people are prepared to come to the hospital in large packages and small packages. Others were unprepared and had long been stunned by the epidemic.
In this way, one night passed.
There was no large-scale commotion, and all the patients who lived in basically cooperated after a short adaptation.
It was getting brighter, and Wu Mian knew that he had survived the most difficult night.
But I didn''t do anything. All my worries fell in the air. The organization and discipline they showed in the crisis made Wu Mian feel a little relieved. Perhaps this is the strength of this nation.
At 6:20 a.m., the nurse began to measure the temperature and oxygen saturation of the patients in each bed.
According to the process, severe patients should be sent to Jinyintan hospital not far away for further treatment. The shelter hospital is only a temporary isolation point for mild patients to avoid the continued spread of the virus.
The patients who had slept for several hours gradually woke up and the problem surfaced.
The bathroom was really not enough, and there was a long line at the door of the mobile bathroom.