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The white-clad angel said to himself—I had a dream

author:Red Maple-kun
The white-clad angel said to himself—I had a dream

I'm a nurse and I have a dream. Under the sky, blue sky and white clouds. The world is united, the society is harmonious, the people live and work in peace and contentment, the people are rich and happy, and everyone laughs like a flower.

The hospital stands amidst a lawn of green trees, surrounded by clear streams and dotted with quaint pavilions. The hospital has no hustle and bustle of the past, no traffic, and no crowds in the outpatient hall. A nurse pushed a wheelchair slowly along the path between the lawns, and on the wheelchair sat an old lady in a blue and white patient's uniform, and the two said something softly, laughing heartily from time to time. A handsome young doctor, with a stethoscope around his neck and a medical record in his hand, hurried towards the intervention center, was he going to go for surgery? Confronted by two interns, the intern stands respectfully and calls "good teacher" and then goes with the teacher.

The white-clad angel said to himself—I had a dream

Suddenly, a harsh whistle broke the silence, an ambulance roared in, stopped at the door of the emergency room, the doctor and nurse lifted a stretcher from the car, on the stretcher lay a patient who had just been injured in a car accident, the patient's brow frowned, moaned softly, and the emergency doctor greeted him, gently comforted the patient, and carefully examined the injury. In the internal medicine ward, an elderly patient's condition changed, 7 or 8 doctors and nurses rescued at the bedside, and at the same time persuaded the family to leave the ward, the family had tears in their eyes, and a nurse handed him a tissue and comforted him. Outside the delivery room, the nurse took out the newborn baby and handed it to the anxiously waiting family outside the door, and the family cried with joy and kept stuffing fruits and eggs into the nurse's hands.

In the operating room, under the shadowless lamp, the injured person was lying on the operating table at the moment, and the medical staff was nervously busy. In the internal medicine ward, the rescue has ended, doctors and nurses are sorting out the patient's clothes, with grief on their faces, and the family members are crying next to them, there is no language, there is no need for language, everything is in silence. Over there, the operation was over, and the doctors and nurses smiled with joy and slight exhaustion.

The white-clad angel said to himself—I had a dream

I have a dream that hospitals are no longer battlefields, hospitals are places where love is delivered. Doctors and patients are comrades in arms who fight diseases together, and there are no more medical troubles and no medical disputes. Doctors and nurses have dignity, and doctors and patients are like a family. The government's investment is guaranteed, and it is no longer difficult for the people to see a doctor, and it is no longer expensive to see a doctor. Oh, it's not a dream, it's going to be a reality tomorrow.

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