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Chapter 132 Life is also a hospital

Finally, a policeman accompanied Gong Xue and the veteran into the dialysis room.

The sign at the door of the dialysis room is very humane and is called "Artificial Kidney Studio". After the veterans had their weight and blood pressure measured, they were placed on a cold work bed.

Even wearing a medical mask, you can see that the doctors' faces are ugly. Their contemptuous eyes and rough movements when inserting needles make Gong Xue feel both angry and sad.

The veteran's eyes were half-closed, and his dark arms were covered with pinholes left after dialysis. People who didn't know would think of bad things, but only Gong Xue knew in her heart that underneath each pinhole, everything was flowing.

It is the pain and despair of hemodialysis patients.

The nurse used a large needle to poke two needles into his elbow, one in and one out. It was painful when the needle was inserted. It should have been that way, because Gong Xue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw the nurse. The veteran numbly

Bearing it, the needle punctured the blood vessel and the blood flowed back, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Because he arrived too late, only the machine around him was working in the entire hemodialysis room. The nurse connected the tube, and Gong Xue saw the veteran's blood flowing into the machine continuously.

The nurse watched for a while and left. Before leaving, she looked at the pretty girl accompanying the prisoner strangely and stretched out her hand to hold the prisoner's hand without disgust.

Gong Xue asked the veteran: "Does it hurt?"

The veteran shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, I'm used to it." He wanted to pull his dirty fingers out of Gong Xue's white hand, but failed.

Gong Xue smiled and said: "You should think of me as your sister. In that case, you won't feel awkward."

The veteran smiled, with two shallow dimples showing on his dark face. "I have a sister in my family, she is eighteen years old and goes to university in Kunming." When he mentioned his sister, his eyes suddenly became soft and warm. The eyes in front of him

Gong Xue seems to have transformed into a pure little sister...

They are equally brave, equally kind, and equally do not dislike his sick and disabled body.

Through understanding, Gong Xue learned that his sister was admitted to the Medical College of Yunnan University last year. She studied clinical medicine, focusing on urology. She wanted to cure her brother's disease with her own hands and give him a new life.

Amei still doesn't know that her brother is in trouble. He begs his family to help hide it. Amei is the best in the village. She cannot have such a brother who is stained with life...

When he said this, he turned his face away. Through the light, Gong Xue saw the tears in the corners of his eyes. They were so clear and profound, like an indelible imprint in memory that will never be forgotten...

While his thoughts were still wandering in a trance, the monitor suddenly sounded a harsh whistle. The veteran's hands instantly became cold, his calves trembled violently, and his whole body curled up into a ball.

"Here comes -------doctor---------doctor--" She was frightened, and her heartbeat and blood pressure on the monitor dropped wildly.

The veteran gasped quickly and touched her hand, "Don't... don't be afraid... I won't... I won't die..."

Gong Xue's tears suddenly fell. She held the veteran's hand tightly, trying to relieve his pain, but she couldn't.

She had no idea where he was hurting or uncomfortable!

The doctor rushed over quickly. After checking the situation briefly, he asked the nurse to hold the veteran's calf, massage it vigorously, and reduce the blood flow.

The doctor told Gong Xue that the veteran's convulsions and muscle spasms were caused by a sudden strong and sustained contraction of the muscles in the back of the calf. This condition is very painful and violent, and patients often cannot bear it.

Gong Xue asked with red eyes: "Does he often do this?"

The doctor looked at her sympathetically: "Basically, he will have cramps every time he undergoes dialysis. It may have a lot to do with the fact that the kidney disease has been delayed for too long."

Gong Xue lowered her head silently. When she sat down, she tried her best to smile towards the veteran who was in stable condition.

"You are this!" She stretched out her thumb and shook it at him.

The cold sweat on the veteran's forehead, forced by the pain, shone brightly, and his smile was tired and calm, as if he had accepted the trick of fate.

The veteran said: "Why do people cry when they are born? It is because they are born to suffer, so they can't help but cry first. Birth, old age, illness, and death are the natural laws that must be experienced in life. Compared with others, I

There is one missing link, which is old age. I got sick before I got old, so I am destined to suffer more in my life. But because of this, I have to be stronger and more

I must know how to cherish, because I will definitely live shorter than others. The length of life has already been determined, and it is useless to argue. I am a veteran, and I have dedicated everything to the country and the army, even if life is unfair to me.

I have no complaints or regrets. I just want to leave a beautiful scratch in the sky before I pass away, even if I am just a shooting star in the sky."

The doctor didn't leave. He listened quietly to what the veteran said, and his once contemptuous eyes turned into complicated and unspeakable emotions.

The same goes for Gong Xue. She didn't expect that the veteran would teach her a very educational lesson.

The veteran finally said something philosophical: "Life is also a hospital."

After bidding farewell to the veteran, she sat alone in the dark corridor, thinking and turning over those words in her mind and ears.

Life is also a hospital.

What does a dying person need? Life, wealth, or a peaceful heart? Living people, faced with all kinds of complicated life, often confuse their hearts first and distinguish between them.

If you don't know right from wrong, you can't find the direction to a smooth road.

In this hospital full of ups and downs and thorns in life, our body and mind should be given the opportunity to recuperate as we move forward. We should clearly know why we are in pain, why we are sick, and why we are trapped by the dogma of the secular world. Life

What exactly is it? Why does the flower of the soul begin to wither, why is life blocked by ravines, and why do we allow ordinary happiness to slip away from us?

Those patients who are basking in the sun by the flowers and grass in the hospital of life have recovered after treatment, and the sun is sprouting on their bodies. Soon after, they will wake up like reborn babies, using the collapsed building blocks to build a golden building piece by piece.

The shining tower of victory.

Life is a hospital. Life is precious. Living in this precious world, we are here to share, not to bear sin and suffering. She is worthy of anyone, so her love is also precious. If she loses

Without that love and that brave heart, she would also end up in the hospital of life without a doctor, and wither to death.

A word that opened her mind gave her a sudden enlightenment and realized the true meaning of life.

She understood that grasping the happiness in her hands was the most meaningful thing in her life. As the veteran said, even if I am just a shooting star in the sky, I must leave a beautiful scratch in the sky before passing away.

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