The corridor at the junction of hell and heaven in the hospital – who is insisting on fighting death

In August 2014, the owner, Xiaoxian, stood in front of the ward of a third-class hospital in Beijing, clinging to the glass in the door frame and looking hard into the room. Why call her Xiao Xian. "Because I always thought how nice it would be if I were a fairy, I would have the mana to save my brother, including all the patients in the world." This is what she said, so I gave her an alias here called Xiao Xian.

Xiao Xian and her brother came to Beijing to work together, they were just adults when they came, Xiao Xian was 18 years old, and Xiao Xian's brother was only two years older than her. The hometown of the two people is in the distant Yunnan, I have always wanted to go to Yunnan, in my mind, what a calm and beautiful small city, people live a comfortable life, fresh air, the pleasant climate of the four seasons are all conditions that Beijing cannot give. If I had a certain economic base, I would especially like to buy a house there, the kind with a yard. The price of such a house there is nothing more than a bathroom in the third ring road of Beijing. Then with your favorite friends and family together with a comfortable pension, plant flowers and plants, raise some pets, drink tea and read books under the warm sun, and take a swing back to the joy of childhood. What a beautiful picture.

I know Xiaoxian because she is doing cleaning in our company, the whole floor of our company is her responsible, at the beginning I saw that the thin she should not be doing too heavy physical work, did not expect that the company even if the bottled water is not installed, are Xiaoxian rushed to do well. Her dark little face, big eyes, thick eyelashes, smile with dimples, I quite like to see her eye rim, in fact, people are the first to see the eye rim, and then start to understand each other, in the understanding to find their own advantages and disadvantages, the advantages are naturally attractive to each other, the shortcomings are also very important, two people can go long because they can clearly see the shortcomings after choosing to tolerate. I am the head of the department, so leave Xiaoxian to continue to work or I will give advice to the administrative department, of course, the administrative department will buy it, after all, the workplace is half of the official field, and the rules of the game are similar.

Later, I often saw Xiao Xian's very tired look, even a big black eye, so I took a lunch break to casually chat when I saw her in a daze in the tea room. I learned that her brother was hit by a car and rescued from the danger of life, but still in a coma, her brother is delivering takeaways, which is a desperate job. At that time, because I was in a hurry, I didn't look at the vehicles coming from the other side much, and I directly crashed into the air. The driver who caused the accident only gave tens of thousands of yuan and ran away without any further expenses. The little immortals who originally had no culture did not have the common sense to sue each other, plus economic ability. Tens of thousands of dollars have long been spent, and for people without any insurance, the hospital is not much different from eating people. I offered to go to the hospital to see her brother. At that time, there was a very deep sense of gratitude in her eyes.

There was the scene at the beginning, she was lying on the window of the doorway and kept looking, because it was icu, there was a time for visiting and the doctor's permission, the attending doctor had not yet come, we waited at the door first. Then I saw that the corridor was full of family members like us, each of whom had a heavy sadness on their faces, as if they needed to be forced to accept an unbearable consequence at any time, and they did not plan to do so, so they had to grit their teeth and ruin their homes and save their families. But in fact, their hearts are very tormented, after all, the people in this corridor are fighting against the god of death, and no one has a chance of winning. I can finally go into the house to visit, looking at the little fairy brother lying flat with a ventilator, his body is also full of various tubes, and various instruments around him are ringing day and night. I felt a little out of breath and only stayed for a few tens of seconds before leaving the house. The heartbeat kept racing, namelessly sore. Although he is not counted as his own relatives and friends, he has never seen such a human tragedy. I saw a lot of people like me, panting heavily against the wall. How much I should admire Xiao Xian's courage and perseverance, what kind of strength to support her to repeat the feeling of heartache again and again, to see her favorite relatives facing the scene of life and death, and how powerless she herself is, how life is worse than death.

On the way back, I quietly stuffed ten thousand yuan in her backpack, although it was not much, but it represented my heart, she did not want it, and finally I was angry and she was embarrassed to take it. It is not yet known how much it will cost to save a life. Xiao Xian told me that in fact, she is now doing two jobs, cleaning during the day, after work to do the kind of supper shop waiter, so that a month can earn six or seven thousand, she lives in a very far suburban rent is less than two hundred a month, is a kind of bungalow, eating is naturally how simple how to make up, so that a month can be left with six thousand yuan to all be handed over to the hospital. I shook my head helplessly, what can I say, I have no right to say anything. If she asked her family, she didn't tell her family, and she didn't want to add another burden to the poor family. God is also pity, and finally her brother transferred back to the ordinary ward, learned of this news, I went to the hospital with her again, this time I will no longer have that feeling that the heart can not withstand the pressure, I bought a bunch of food and supplements to carry over, but also specially bought flowers in a very form, Xiao Xian very enthusiastically introduced her brother, I also saw the big boy who was thick and full of pain for his sister.

In the middle of this I went to the corridor of the icu, or the atmosphere that was so quiet that it was suffocating, this corridor I called the junction of heaven and hell in the hospital, and the patients who could survive the dangerous period and smoothly transfer to the ordinary ward were like a heavenly opportunity to be reborn, and people who were sleeping forever or even lost their lives entered the dark hell. Sometimes I often reflect that everyone will always face such a situation one day, whether it is facing family, friends, or even one day themselves. So who was insisting on fighting with the god of death at that time, whether it was the patient himself or the family who was unwilling to let go.

No matter which side, I just want to say that in addition to being healthy and alive, other people are irrelevant, no more money is enough, and feelings should not be too attached, just follow fate. But everyone has to take care of themselves, taking care of themselves is the hardest and greatest job, if everyone can take care of themselves, then everyone no longer needs to drag others down, isn't it? Hopefully, the corridor at the junction of heaven and hell will have fewer people waiting and more hope for rebirth!