In the hospital until midnight, the patient next door died. ...

On Wednesday, the department organized the third reading meeting, and four people were absent.

This reading meeting is the first time that other colleagues have taken over the whole process from collecting materials, choosing time, choosing gifts and hosting. Slightly relaxed in form.

In this tucao session, I talked about a colleague's recent personal experience. Her mother was ill in hospital a few days ago, and she stayed with her at night. Because there are many people in the hospital, they live in an extra bed, next to their patients, without curtains. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, the patient next door died.

Crying, screaming, without shelter, they were very scared.

She said that she talked to them before going to bed and left soon. Life was too fast.

In fact, I have encountered the same scene.

1 1, I went out to practice in the university, from the central city to the eastern city. I may be acclimatized and have acute appendicitis. I had to have an operation that night. I was in a strange place. The first night, a colleague came to take care of me.

I have three patients in one room, and each bed is separated by a screen. It was there when I walked in the door.

At midnight, the old man left. I guess his son is taking care of him. He didn't cry. I didn't wake up until I heard voices coming and going. It turns out that the old man has been pushed into the morgue.

I was so sleepy that I didn't think much. I went back to sleep and woke up in the early morning. The innermost patient is already lying outside in an extra bed with things. I was the only one lying inside, and everyone else was sitting at the door.

I just finished the operation and I can't walk on the ground. I rang the doorbell and the nurse came running. I said I had to move, too.

The nurse said there were no extra beds. They are all sterilized. It's okay. Someone will move in soon.

Yes, it wasn't long before someone moved in.

Life and death, you can't guarantee what happens in front of the bed where you are lying.

After I finished sharing, the book sharing meeting began, just as the first colleague shared Yu Hua's "Living".

This is a sad story, telling a beautiful family from the flashback of the owner and the cow. At last, he and the cow both died.

I read this book a long time ago, but after explaining it, my memory resurfaced.

This time, I shared the knowledge of tax law.

Some colleagues shared the little prince, jokes, economic laws and brain teasers. ...

It's easier every time.

At that time, when I was preparing to hold a book club, I had a lot of worries, fearing that no one would attend, and that there would be no next issue after one issue was completed.

It seems that worry is unnecessary. We not only shared books, but also got together, talking and laughing, which brought feelings and enhanced understanding.

In the next issue, I will share the recently read Qian Qian the Dog.