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The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

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The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

I am an ordinary Chinese youth named Li Pengfei. My name may sound ordinary, but my life is far from ordinary. I live in a bustling city with an ordinary and warm family. My parents taught me to be a good person, to behave well, not to forget my original intention, and have always been my role model.

However, there is a duty in me, a responsibility that I cannot escape. I am a doctor, and a doctor on the front lines of the fight against the pandemic. In this job, I often can't go home and miss many important moments for my family. However, even so, I still stick to my post, because I know that the responsibility of a doctor is not only to treat patients, but also to protect lives and families.

This year's Spring Festival, for us Chinese, is a time of family reunion, laughter, reunion and warmth. However, for me, this is the eleventh time I can't go home for the Spring Festival. Every time I think of this, I can't help but feel some guilt and regret in my heart. But I also know that my work is so important that I must stick to my post and dedicate my love and strength to more people.

In this special Spring Festival, I still remember the little girl in the ward, her name is Xiaoting. She had leukemia, and although she was only a little girl, she was deeply touched by her strength and optimism. Whenever I walked into her hospital room, she would always greet me with a smile and tell me with her innocent eyes that she had not given up hope of treatment.

This Spring Festival, I thought I could find time to visit Xiaoting and give her some warmth and encouragement. However, the sudden outbreak of the epidemic prevented me from leaving the hospital, so I could only silently pray for her and hope that she would recover soon.

In addition to Xiaoting, there are many patients who need my help and treatment. Every look and word they gave me a sense of their expectation and trust. As a doctor, I can't live up to their trust, and I have to do my part to help them get out of their pain and regain their health.

However, despite my busy time in the hospital, I am not alone. My colleagues have become my best partners, and we support each other in the face of challenges and difficulties in our work. Their company warms me and makes me feel like I'm not alone.

Although I can't reunite with my family this Spring Festival, I don't feel sorry because I know that I am doing something meaningful. I believe that as long as we work together, we can overcome the epidemic and usher in a better tomorrow.

I still remember that the night of the Spring Festival was extremely cold, with wind and snow, and the lights in the hospital were exceptionally warm. Together with my colleagues, I stick to my post to ensure the safety and health of every patient.

In the ward, I met a middle-aged woman named Aunt Zhang. She was admitted to the hospital because she had severe pneumonia. I walked into her hospital room and saw that she was pale and out of breath, and I couldn't help but worry about her.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Dr. Li, how do you feel?" I asked softly.

Aunt Zhang raised her head and replied in a weak voice, "Doctor, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm really scared." ”

I walked over to her bedside, patted her gently on the shoulder, and comforted, "Don't be afraid, Auntie, we will do everything we can to help you heal." ”

Aunt Zhang listened to my words, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, she held my hand with a trembling hand, and said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor, thank you." ”

I smiled and nodded, comforting her, "Auntie, don't worry, we will do our best to treat your illness, and you will definitely get better." ”

Over the next few days, my colleagues and I did our best to treat Auntie Zhang, constantly adjusting the treatment plan to alleviate her pain as much as possible. After a period of hard work, Aunt Zhang's condition finally improved, her breathing gradually stabilized, and her face returned to a little blood.

"Doctor, I'm feeling better, thank you!" Aunt Zhang looked at me gratefully, her eyes full of emotion.

The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, Auntie, this is our job, and we will do our best to help every patient." ”

At this moment, there was a noisy sound at the door of the ward, and I turned my head to see that it was an old man who had been pushed into the ward by two nurses. The old man was pale and panting, and he was obviously not lightly ill.

"Quick, quick, put him on bed!" The nurses shouted anxiously.

My colleagues and I rushed forward to help, set the old man in place, and began to examine and treat him. The old man was in a very serious condition, suffering from heart disease and high blood pressure and needed immediate resuscitation.

"Doctor, how's he doing?" The nurse asked anxiously.

I frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "The situation is not optimistic, we must rescue as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

In the next few hours, my colleagues and I did our best to rescue the old man, desperate to save his life. After our unremitting efforts, the old man's condition was finally brought under control, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his face gradually returned to a little blood.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you!" The old man looked at me and my colleagues with gratitude in his eyes.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, it's our job and we'll do our best to help every patient." ”

On that cold night of the Spring Festival, my colleagues and I interpreted the true meaning of the benevolence of doctors with our own practical actions, and brought hope and warmth to every patient with our love and professionalism. Although I can't be reunited with my family, I don't feel alone and regretful, because I know that I am doing something meaningful and I am protecting the lives and health of more people.

The Spring Festival spent in the hospital made me feel the preciousness of life more deeply, and also strengthened my responsibility and mission as a doctor. Even though I can't be with my family, I don't feel alone because I have my colleagues, my patients, and they have become my family at this special time.

On this Spring Festival night, I walked into the ward and saw an old man named Uncle Wang. He suffered a stroke and was paralyzed and needed to stay in the hospital for a long time for observation and treatment. I walked over to his bedside and asked him about it with concern.

"Uncle Wang, hello, how do you feel?" I asked softly.

Uncle Wang tilted his head slightly and replied in a slurred voice: "Doctor, I'm still the same, there's no big problem." ”

I took a closer look at Uncle Wang's condition and found that his condition seemed to have deteriorated and required further treatment and observation. I quickly arranged for a nurse to care for him and at the same time adjusted his treatment plan.

"Uncle Wang, your condition has deteriorated a little, we need to strengthen treatment, you must cooperate with our work, okay?" I said to him solemnly.

The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

Uncle Wang nodded, showed a bitter smile, and said, "Doctor, I know that I will cooperate with your treatment." ”

I smiled and patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, we will do our best to help you recover your health." ”

In the next few days, my colleagues and I went all out to treat Uncle Wang, constantly adjusting the treatment plan to alleviate his pain as much as possible. After a period of hard work, Uncle Wang's condition was gradually controlled, and his condition also improved to a certain extent.

"Doctor, I'm feeling better, thank you!" Uncle Wang looked at me gratefully, his eyes full of emotion.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, Uncle Wang, this is our job, and we will do our best to help every patient." ”

At this moment, there was a noisy sound at the door of the ward, and I turned my head to see that it was a young woman who had been taken to the hospital by ambulance, her face was pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she looked very anxious.

"Quick, quick, put her on the bed!" The nurses shouted anxiously.

My colleagues and I rushed to help, set the young woman in place, and began examining and treating her. After an initial examination, I found out that she had been admitted to the hospital with severe abdominal pain, suspected acute appendicitis.

"Doctor, how is she doing?" The nurse asked anxiously.

I frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "The situation is not optimistic, she may have acute appendicitis and needs immediate surgery." ”

Over the next few hours, my colleagues and I went all out to perform the operation on the young woman, desperate to save her life. Thanks to our tireless efforts, the operation was successfully completed and the young woman's life was saved.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you!" The young woman looked at me and my colleagues with gratitude in her eyes.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, it's our job and we'll do our best to help every patient." ”

On that cold night of the Spring Festival, my colleagues and I interpreted the true meaning of the benevolence of doctors with our own practical actions, and brought hope and warmth to every patient with our love and professionalism. Although I can't be reunited with my family, I don't feel alone and regretful, because I know that I am doing something meaningful and I am protecting the lives and health of more people.

On that night of the Chinese New Year, there was a special atmosphere in the wards of the hospital, and my colleagues and I worked tirelessly to provide the best treatment and care for each patient. On this Chinese New Year night, I met a middle-aged woman named Aunt Liu, who had severe stomach cancer and her condition worsened and needed surgery.

"Aunt Liu, hello, how do you feel?" I asked softly.

The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

Aunt Liu tilted her head slightly and replied in a heavy voice: "Doctor, I feel very painful, I don't know if I can survive this." ”

I walked to her bedside, gently held her hand, and comforted: "Don't worry, Aunt Liu, we will do everything we can to help you, you must be strong." ”

Aunt Liu listened to my words, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, she held my hand with a trembling hand, and said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor, thank you." ”

I smiled and nodded, comforting her, "You're welcome, Aunt Liu, this is our responsibility, and we will do our best to help you." ”

Over the next few days, my colleagues and I went all out to perform the surgery and treatment for Aunt Liu, desperate to save her life. After some hard work, the operation was successfully completed, Aunt Liu's condition was controlled to a certain extent, and her condition improved.

"Doctor, I'm feeling better, thank you!" Aunt Liu looked at me and my colleagues with gratitude, her eyes full of emotion.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, Aunt Liu, this is our job, and we will do our best to help every patient." ”

At this moment, there was a cacophony at the door of the ward, and I turned my head to see that it was a young man who had been pushed into the ward by two nurses. He was pale, sweaty, and anxious.

"Quick, quick, put him on bed!" The nurses shouted anxiously.

My colleagues and I rushed to help, set the young man in place, and began to examine and treat him. After an initial examination, I found out that he had severe pneumonia and needed immediate resuscitation.

"Doctor, how's he doing?" The nurse asked anxiously.

I frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "The situation is very urgent, we must rescue as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Over the next few hours, my colleagues and I went all out to rescue the young man, desperate to save his life. After our unremitting efforts, the young man's condition was finally brought under control, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his face gradually returned to a little blood.

"Thank you, doctor, thank you!" The young man looked at me and my colleagues with gratitude in his eyes.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, it's our job and we'll do our best to help every patient." ”

On that night of the Spring Festival, my colleagues and I interpreted the true meaning of the benevolence of doctors with our own practical actions, and brought hope and warmth to every patient with our love and professionalism. Although I can't be reunited with my family, I don't feel alone and regretful, because I know that I am doing something meaningful and I am protecting the lives and health of more people.

The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

On that night of the Chinese New Year, there was a special atmosphere in the hospital, and my colleagues and I stuck to our posts to provide the best treatment and care for every patient. Although I can't be with my family, I don't feel alone because here, I have my colleagues, my patients, and they have become my family at this special time.

On this Spring Festival night, I walked into the ward and saw an old man named Uncle Li. He had a serious heart condition that required surgery. I walked over to his bedside and asked about him with concern.

"Uncle Li, hello, how do you feel?" I asked softly.

Uncle Li tilted his head slightly and replied in a heavy voice: "Doctor, I feel so much pain in my heart, I don't know if I can survive this." ”

I patted his hand gently and comforted, "Don't worry, Uncle Li, we will do everything we can to help you, you must be strong." ”

Uncle Li listened to my words, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, he took my hand with a trembling hand, and said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor, thank you." ”

I smiled and nodded, comforting him, "You're welcome, Uncle Li, this is our responsibility, and we will do our best to help you." ”

In the following days, my colleagues and I went all out to perform surgery and treatment for Uncle Li, desperate to save his life. After some hard work, the operation was successfully completed, Uncle Li's condition was controlled to a certain extent, and his condition improved.

"Doctor, I'm feeling better, thank you!" Uncle Li looked at me and my colleagues with gratitude, and his eyes were full of emotion.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, Uncle Li, this is our job, and we will do our best to help every patient." ”

At that moment, there was a cacophony at the door of the ward, and I turned my head to see that it was a young girl who had been pushed into the ward by two nurses. Her face was pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she looked very anxious.

"Quick, quick, put her on the bed!" The nurses shouted anxiously.

My colleagues and I rushed to help, set the young girl in place, and began to examine and treat her. After an initial examination, I found that she had severe pneumonia and needed immediate resuscitation.

"Doctor, how is she doing?" The nurse asked anxiously.

I frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "The situation is very urgent, we must rescue as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

In the next few hours, my colleagues and I went all out to save the young girl, desperate to save her life. After our unremitting efforts, the young girl's condition was finally brought under control, her breathing gradually stabilized, and her face gradually returned to a little blood.

The eleventh Spring Festival that does not go home

"Thank you, doctor, thank you!" The young girl looked at me and my colleagues with gratitude in her eyes.

I smiled and shook my head and said, "You're welcome, it's our job and we'll do our best to help every patient." ”

On that night of the Spring Festival, my colleagues and I interpreted the true meaning of the benevolence of doctors with our own practical actions, and brought hope and warmth to every patient with our love and professionalism. Although I can't be reunited with my family, I don't feel alone and regretful, because I know that I am doing something meaningful and I am protecting the lives and health of more people.

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