1. Hospitalization I was hospitalized because I insisted. The long and deserted corridors of the hospital, the halls with the pungent smell of disinfectant, the snow-white wards, and the strange medical supplies… Everything here excited me and I have been fascinated by it for a long time. I like it here, but I don’t have the opportunity to come here on weekdays when I am not sick or in pain. Finally, I caught a cold! I was so happy that I made up my mind to "Make it big!" So, on a winter night without heating, I resolutely refused to cover myself with a quilt! The result – haha, of course, was what I wanted. I had a high fever and developed pneumonia – and was admitted to the hospital. 2. Angel
1. Admission
I was hospitalized because I insisted. The long and cold corridors of the hospital, the halls with the pungent smell of disinfectant, the white painted wards, and the strange medical supplies… Everything here made me excited and fascinated. I like it here, but I don't have the opportunity to come here on weekdays when I am not sick or in pain. Finally, I caught a cold! I was so happy that I made up my mind to "Make it big!" So, on a winter night without heating, I resolutely refused to cover myself with a quilt! The result – haha, of course, was what I wanted. I had a high fever and developed pneumonia – and was admitted to the hospital.
2. Angels
The attending physician was very busy and was rarely seen. The head nurse seemed to be very free. She would come over to chat with me and ask about my condition whenever she had something to do. She was a very kind and gentle middle-aged woman. Although she was over middle-aged, she still had a charming demeanor. She must have been a peerless beauty when she was young. I don't know how many male doctors she had fascinated. I secretly smirked. But she just sighed softly, touched my relatively smooth face, and looked at me with envy: "It's still good to be young! Look, even if the little girl is not pretty, she is still beautiful!" After she left, I thought about it for a long time – was she praising me or insulting me? ! Later, I slowly let it go. She was kind, because she smiled, and her smile was so loving and warm, as painful as death . She was completely different from the attending physician who never buttoned his white coat, walked with a breeze, and pretended to be stylish all day long. You said he was the attending physician, so he was the attending physician. He is an old man, why is he still cool? !
3. Little Girl
Before I knew it, it was getting late. I came out of the head nurse's duty room, wearing a pair of slippers, holding a few magazines in one hand and a handful of spiced peanuts that the head nurse had peeled for me in the other hand. I ate them while going upstairs. The ward was not very high, and the fourth floor was the top. I climbed up the stairs unsteadily. In my mother's words, it was called "showing off because of poverty." I was born with a weak constitution, and I was also ill. When I climbed to the fourth floor, I was already out of breath. I looked so miserable that even mice would not care about me. Suddenly, I suddenly found a little girl standing on the wide stairs! A lively but lifeless little girl! She had small eyes, a small flat nose, a small mouth… Especially her eyes, which were surprisingly small! If I were to use a sketch to draw her 1:1 ratio portrait, the eyes would only need a very sharp 6H, and a light stroke would be enough. Two strokes would be too much. But, it was these tiny eyes that emitted a sharp light, very vivid. I could feel that light shining towards me! The little girl was dressed very poorly. She wore a patched cotton jacket with floral patterns on the sleeves and collar that had been worn black and shiny. It should be red – right? (Sorry, it was too dirty and I couldn't tell the color.) She wore a pair of green corduroy pants that were also very dirty and old. My first reaction was: She must be a beggar. So, I walked up to her, acting like a loving ambassador, and handed over the peanuts in my hand. However, she didn't reach out to take them. She just stared at me with the light that came out of the tiny gap, staring at me…
4. Escape
We just stared at each other in silence. Suddenly, she moved her mouth, she wanted to speak! I felt creepy, my back was cold, as if something was about to jump out from behind and bite my neck! I started to get scared, and I jumped off the last few steps and ran all the way. Oh my god! She actually started chasing me! She ran very fast behind me! The unexplained fear filled my whole mind, and I even ran past my ward – 403! What should I do if I passed it? I didn't dare to turn around, because I knew she was behind me! Suddenly, I thought of the head nurse's words: "If you encounter any problems, go to Mr. Haiming in room 480. He is the most upright person in this hospital. No one dares to harm him…" I almost risked my life to "fly", because, I didn't know when there was another woman behind me! She and the little girl chased after me, 480, the last ward on the fourth floor, I opened the door and rushed in, turned around and locked the two guys who were already close at hand! Then I hid in a man's quilt and trembled non-stop. They were scratching the door frantically, howling, and violently banging on the door. I knew nothing except fear…
I don't know how long it took, but I woke up slowly. Although this room was the same white color, it was different from other wards. It had a large white bookshelf filled with books. The bed was also very soft and comfortable. In addition, it actually had a large half-floor-to-ceiling window facing the corridor! Although there were blinds in between, they were not drawn tightly, so I could vaguely see what was happening in the corridor – the girl! The little girl!! She was still there, staring at the room with her small and incredible eyes. I quickly hid myself tightly with the quilt, and dared only to lift a small gap to observe secretly – Oh my God! She actually met my gaze! At that time, I felt like I was caught and skinned alive!! #￥%…—×…After an unknown amount of time, I woke up from my coma again. The girl was gone, but I could see the woman who was chasing me in the dim light. She moved a small footstool, leaned against the big window and began to cry. Her voice was shrill and sharp. The woman was also dressed in a shabby cotton-padded jacket, as if she was in infinite sorrow. What was creepy was that she was in pain as if she was dying while crying. She added a long and sad tone, and dragged out a sentence that frightened me: "4-0-3, Wang Chunxiang–" God! I am the only one living in 403. Who is she calling if not me? – Wait, I remember that I didn't call this old-fashioned name? ! Why did I think she was calling me? I fell asleep again in a daze.
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