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母亲因为急性肺炎住进了医院急诊部二楼的观察室。一楼进门对着的小厅就是触目惊心的急诊抢救室,有一个多星期时间,我成天从这个隔着二重天的门进出,感受着黑暗与光亮、生与死、残酷与温暖的争夺。有一个下午去给母亲批价拿药,被一阵阵绝望的嚎啕所惊吓,透过急诊室的玻璃门,一位妇人伏在一具白被单身上痛哭——这一次,死亡显然占了上风。从这以后,我宁愿绕点路从一楼走廊的另头走,我实在骇极生命在这种断裂面前坠入深渊般的凄厉呼喊。可耳朵却没法杜绝一切来自一楼的动静。
The mother admitted to the observation room on the second floor of the hospital emergency department because of acute pneumonia. The first floor of the hall facing the hall is a startling emergency room, more than a week’s time, I walked in and out of this door through the double doors all day, feeling the darkness and light, life and death, cruel and warm competition. An afternoon went to the mother for a price to take the medicine and was frightened by the wail of despair. Through the glass door of the emergency room, a woman burst into tears in a white beaten single - apparently this time, death apparently Advantage. Since then, I’d rather go around the other side of the corridor on the first floor, and I really terrified that life would fall into abyss of shouting in front of such a break. Ear can not put an end to all the movement from the first floor.