Editor's note: This is a "home" letter written by Huang Lin, a gastroenterology nurse at Changsha Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital (Changsha Eighth Hospital), to her girlfriend Liu Bei, a member of the Hunan Aid Shanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Medical Team. The two girls are classmates, colleagues, and roommates, and the two have long since transcended friendship and become each other's family-like existence. At present, Liu Bei is supporting the frontline in Shanghai, and Huang Lin has written a family letter to send her thoughts.
Dear Babe,
Zhan Xin'an.
We are also students of Hunan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine; we are also employees of Changsha Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital (Changsha Eighth Hospital); we are also roommates who get along day and night; and we are girlfriends who don't say anything. Youth is just a few years, and you and I have witnessed each other's growth, sour, sweet and bitter, we all happen to accompany each other.
The epidemic is the order, prevention and control is the responsibility, and the people's lives are more dangerous than Taishan. You wrote down the invitation for battle for the first time, as a girlfriend, I am proud of your bravery! As one of the hospital sense instructors of this aid to Shanghai, you know the heavy responsibility, repeatedly observing the video of wearing and taking off protective clothing in the dormitory, the picture of no physical practice, and you still remember it vividly and sparklingly. Looking back on it now, it was 10 days ago, and I really miss you a little.
Quietly say: For your trip to Shanghai, I am not worried about your professional skills, I am worried about how you can adapt to the "sweetness" of Shanghai for the "snack goods" that are not spicy and unhappy. Remember our sumptuous dinner the night before our departure? At that time, you also laughed and took pictures and recorded: "After going to Shanghai, I relied on this Hunan cuisine map tonight to support it." Later, we found that our concerns were superfluous, and the hospital thoughtfully prepared a "treasure chest", from changing clothes to hot sauce and dried radish. Warm and very touching.
When you're resting, we occasionally have a brief chat, and you always laugh and say it's fine: training is good, work is good, eating is good, living is good, everything is fine. I know you've always been a very optimistic girl, and I hope your energy will infect everyone!
I believe that: with one will and one mind, the epidemic will eventually dissipate, waiting for the spring to blossom. The "Magic Capital" will surely return to its former glory!
If there is more than summer, there will be a safe return of you. It's not just me who is waiting for you, but also watermelons and lobsters.
Your friend: Lin Linzi