When he pushed open the door of Ward No. 13, an old lady with slightly fat and gray hair inside was already crying and her eyes were swollen. It seemed that she had learned the news. A nurse was comforting her, and the patients in the three beds next to her were all looking at her sympatheticly.

Needless to say, Meng Tiantian knew that this was Ye Shufen. She felt that her throat was dry and she felt that her steps were slow to go every step.

"Is it Aunt Ye? I am the nurse in Li Jianguo's ward." Meng Tiantian walked to the bed and asked softly. She felt her voice trembling slightly. She had been a nurse for many years and had seen patients die, but never once was as cruel as she is now.

Ye Shufen's cry gradually turned into sobs. She covered her face with her hands and rubbed her eyes, then she could barely stop her tears and raise her head.

"This is... the founding of the People's Republic of China!" Ye Shufen said, tears dripping again, with many wrinkles crisscrossing on her face, and tears crisscrossing among the wrinkles, and her whole body looks haggard and vicissitudes.

Meng Tiantian really didn't know what to say. She was like a child who had made a mistake and put the bag of things on the table and said "um".

"Aunt Ye, stop crying. Your wife definitely hopes you can treat it well. How can you cry like this?" The nurse who was originally in the ward next to her sighed.

Ye Shufen looked at the bag in confusion again, stretched out her trembling hand to open the bag, and cried again as soon as she saw the things in the bag.

"Kinguo! You come in first and leave first than me! You will be the best at the same time, and you will be the best at the best!"

She was tightly holding the transparent thermos cup in her hand. The cup was steaming before, but now the water inside has been poured out by Meng Tiantian.

"I bought this cup for you first, and I also brought a reading glass... I didn't recognize the words and insisted on wearing a mirror, and this pocket watch, what are you doing with the old antique bad things? I gave it to you when I was young..."

Ye Shufen took out everything, and the pocket watch with broken old chains was tightly held in her hands. The scrap in the eyes of ordinary people was the priceless treasure of the old couple.

The old man cried in pain. Meng Tiantian couldn't help but secretly shed a few tears as she heard the crying. She felt very upset. Fortunately, no one could see her crying while wearing goggles.

The nurse beside her comforted her while observing Ye Shufen's electrocardiogram monitor. Fortunately, although she was crying, there was no emergency.

After crying for a while, she finally calmed down a little, holding the pocket watch in her hand and asked Meng Tiantian with a little bit of a slight silence, "What did he say before he left? Are you suffering from leaving?"

"Suddenly my breathing stopped and I walked very calmly. Before leaving, I asked me to tell you something and ask you to treat it well." Meng Tiantian took a deep breath and decided to lie.

Ye Shufen felt a little better then. After knowing Meng Tiantian's purpose, she didn't make things difficult for her. She signed her name with a trembling hand and lay down and stopped talking.

Meng Tiantian quickly handed the death certificate to other nurses, and then quickly returned to Ward No. 8. The bed had to be strictly disinfected, so she didn't have much time to be sad.

Wang Mengxue came back first, but she was in a bad mood and kept crying while shaking. No one in the ward spoke.

"Tiantian, is he going to be burned?" Wu Ping asked carefully with trembling lips.

Meng Tiantian was stunned for a moment, nodded weakly and silently, and added: "In a special period, if the body is not treated as soon as possible, it is likely to become a new source of infection, which is very dangerous."

The ward was silent again, and the fear of death enveloped everyone's heads.

Even Wang Zixuan, a little guy who is usually naughty, trembled and wrapped himself in the quilt, and asked Meng Tiantian in a crying voice, "Sister Tiantian, will we suddenly die?"

Meng Tiantian felt sad and walked over to comfort her softly, "No, you are all strong, and you were not sick at all. You will be fine and discharged safely. My sister promises you! There are very few accidents, and most of them are being cured, and you will do it too!"

Wang Zixuan nodded seriously, and his mood finally improved. Meng Tiantian patted his back and comforted him.

After disinfecting the empty beds of the patient again, the two changed into new sheets and quilt covers on the No. 1 bed.

After the busy schedule, Meng Tiantian was exhausted and leaned against the hospital bed and held her head. Today, she was too active and talked a lot. Now she was not only dry mouth, but also her protective clothing was stuffy and she felt a little lacking in oxygen. She really had to take a rest and take a breath.

But after a little rest, the bloodshot eyes appeared in front of her in pain and survival.

The ward was in a low pressure state, and Meng Tiantian really couldn't think of any better language to ease the atmosphere. She could only wait for this matter to fade a little. In the face of death, all the words seemed pale and powerless.

Before waiting for the rounds before Peng Yue changed shifts, a patient was quickly arranged in the ward, named Luo Huiying. He was a 60-year-old lady with short ears and gray hair, and looked very quiet. She had just been to the hospital for isolation, but she didn't feel panic at all, and her eyes were even a little numb.

Meng Tiantian and Wang Mengxue took care of themselves. The nucleic acid test result was positive for the new coronavirus. The lung CT showed that there were lesions in both lungs, ground glass shadows in the lungs, accompanied by interstitial thickening of blood vessels.

"Auntie, tell us what discomfort symptoms do you have now." Meng Tiantian asked gently with the medical record book, but her voice was very tired and she didn't sound much energetic.

"I feel a little dizzy and want to sleep." Luo Huiying said mutely.

Meng Tiantian made records and asked some other questions procedurally. The old man's tone was very calm, but when answering the questions, she was simple and clear. Before she retired, she had always been an elementary school teacher.

When he asked about his previous medical history and her family's condition, the old man's eyes were empty and confused. She Mumu replied: "My husband passed away two days ago because of this disease."

Meng Tiantian was stunned for a moment, and the pen in her hand couldn't help but stop. Wang Mengxue was helping the old man make up the bed and personal supplies, and was also stunned at this time. The ward was originally silent because of Li Jianguo's sudden accident. Now, when he heard Luo Huiying's words, his fear seemed to be a little more.

But Luo Huiying was unaware of it. She held some inspection sheets tightly in her hand. After saying that, she looked carefully at the inspection sheets in her hand, took out a few of them and handed them to Meng Tiantian, and said politely: "Please help me save all these orders. This is my husband's. I will use it when I am discharged from the hospital and go to the funeral home to collect the ashes."

Meng Tiantian's heart was suddenly grabbed, and her tears poured into her eyes, trying not to let it fall. Looking at Luo Huiying's calm and confused face, she solemnly took the orders, and Wang Mengxue buried her head to help the old man pack up. Although she didn't say a word, Meng Tiantian saw her body trembling slightly.

She looked at the old man's somewhat thin body, for some reason, and suddenly she wanted to reach out and hug her.

But in the end she still didn't reach out and hugged the old man in a thick and bloated protective suit. I'm afraid her mood would not be much better. She forced the sadness in her heart to continue recording. Her pen seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She wrote it hard word by word. After writing, she explained according to the usual sentence, "Let your family go back and bring some nutritional supplements."

Luo Huijuan lowered her head slightly, "There is no one at home, the gentleman is gone, and her son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter are all in quarantine."

Her tone was as calm as if she was talking about other people's things, but Meng Tiantian's heart thrust in an instant, as if it was tightly held by a pair of big hands, making her breathless.

There are many people who are sent to hospital for isolation in the news. After all, the virus is too contagious. An infection of a person is likely to have already infected his family. The hospital where they are also admitted many of them.

"This... is really a karma!" Wu Ping sighed, her eyes were sad and confused, and her eyes looked at Luo Huiying full of sympathy.

Meng Tiantian was stunned for a moment, and once again held back the tears that fell immediately. She reached out and held the old man's somewhat thin hand, and said seriously: "If you have anything you want to eat, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Luo Huiying looked up at her, her eyes at least not as hunched as before. She thanked her politely, and then declined politely, "There is nothing to eat, thank you."

Meng Tiantian didn't know what to say, so she had to say some polite words of comfort, although these words were pale and powerless.

Peng Yue was looking at Luo Huiying's words while checking the rounds and sighed, "Aunt Luo, you must be strong. As long as you are still alive, there will be hope. Besides, your situation is not bad now, we will try our best to get you out."

Luo Huiying thanked the doctor, and Meng Tiantian first gave the nutrient solution to the old man according to Peng Yue's treatment plan. When the needle was inserted into the back of his thin hand, the old man suddenly spoke again.

"As aged like me, I still have a certain chance of going out alive. I have watched the reports on TV. We elderly people have poor resistance and are prone to virus infection, and treatment is more difficult than young people, but I must go out! I don't feel at ease if others collect ashes for my husband."

Meng Tiantian was amazed at the old man's understanding of life, but a deep sorrow arose in his heart. If there was no such virus, the old man should have lived a good retirement life with his husband and enjoyed the joy of family.

"Auntie, let's work together. You must trust the doctor and you will definitely be able to go out!"

Luo Huiying's transparency and tranquility made people feel unspeakable, but her firm confidence made the other three people in the ward feel better, and Meng Tiantian could breathe a sigh of relief.

Peng Yue had to change shifts after a routine round check. After Meng Tiantian suppressed her emotions and quickly handed over to the next nurses, she remained silent.

Wang Mengxue was also in a very bad mood. After the handover, she could no longer hold it back and cried in the corridor.

"Sister Tiantian, I don't understand. We have taken good care of our care. Why do people still disappear if they say nothing? I look better and better."
Chapter completed!