This photo is one of the work photos of martyr Li Wenliang during his lifetime.
To be honest, this picture made me sad at one point and scared me.
It's sad because he's been treated unfairly, because he's sacrificed in his job, I'm afraid because I always feel like he's looking at me as a peer, because I always think I'm going to fall one day too.
On the night he left the world, I was restless during the night shift.
The short moments that could have been used for rest were also constantly paying attention to the latest rescue news.
Unfortunately, we ended up waiting for the outcome that we least wanted to accept.
In the early hours of that morning, I lay alone in the duty room, feeling lonely and helpless in the darkness, a warm current rushed into my heart, and I wet the corners of my eyes...
In fact, Dr. Li Wenliang and I do not know each other. Even the emergency department major and the ophthalmology major did not have a common language, but at that moment I was in pain.
I am not the only one who feels this way, because everyone thinks of Dr. Li Wenliang as himself.
Because the work he does in his daily life is the work we do, because everything he experiences is exactly what we experience.
Because he is a husband, a father, a son, because we are also a husband, a father, a son.
He is one of us, and we are as ordinary as he is.
Now, though, it's much better.
Those grievances have been revealed, and the new crown virus is also being contained by us.
In the photo, Dr. Li Wenliang is wearing two masks, why is he wearing two masks?
In fact, at that time, the new crown virus had begun to creep into us, but we ourselves were still numb for various reasons.
We miss the martyr Li Wenliang, and we must never forget those martyrs who fell on the front line of the fight against the epidemic like Dr. Li Wenliang!
Without their dedication, we would not be in the good situation we have now.
Today is also the night shift, just like countless night shifts.
Someone asked, "What is it that allows you to stay on this path?" ”
I thought about it and didn't answer him.
Because I don't have the answer myself, maybe even I'm confused.
What kind of faith makes me persist in the path of medicine without retreating?
What kind of power makes me soar through the door of the emergency room?
Is it the original intention of curing the disease and saving people?
Is it a last resort to make ends meet?
Many people will have such a wandering, and many people will see the sun but not hope.
There is no grand sounding reason, everyone is just to be able to live better.
In fact, this question has been bothering me for a long time, and I have not found an accurate answer.
However, when I saw a news report about the martyr Li Wenliang today, I suddenly understood that the answer was hope.
All efforts are for hope, and all sacrifices are for tomorrow.
This morning, the wife of martyr Li Wenliang gave birth to a baby boy, and she said: "Husband, did you see it in heaven?" Your last gift to me was born today, and I will take good care of them. ”
I think martyr Li Wenliang will certainly be able to see it, and her wife will certainly take good care of the children.
One day, children will proudly write in their diaries: "My father was a hero..."
And now, I finally know that everything we have given is worth it.
Because the children are the hope, the tomorrow we are willing to pay.
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