as long as there is your place

Because the number of patients gradually decreased and the daily work became much easier, Zhang Yu'er took advantage of her spare time to go downstairs, wanting to breathe a little and relieve her mood.

There were not many people downstairs, but Zhang Yuer saw a little boy squatting by the flower bed.His mask was thrown aside, and his clothes were stained with dust. It was obvious that he hadn't changed his clothes for a long time, and he just sat there with his knees hugged, not saying a word.Seeing this, Zhang Yu'er immediately took out an individually packaged mask that she carried with her, and handed it to him: "Little friend, this is very dangerous, where are your parents?"

The boy just frowned, looked up at her, and didn't answer.Zhang Yu'er had already guessed it at this moment, so she sighed softly: "Hey, put on the mask first, no matter what, you have to protect yourself before you can see your parents."

"I don't have a father, I only have a mother!" The little boy suddenly said viciously, grabbed the mask Zhang Yuer handed over to him, and ran away in an instant.Seeing that he didn't want to talk to her, Zhang Yu'er stopped chasing him.

It didn't take long for Xiaoshi to come in a hurry again. Just in time for the epidemic to be brought under control, the streets that hadn't been busy for a long time were lit up with red lanterns again.

Most of the patients in the ward have been discharged from the hospital, and there are very few critically ill patients left. Looking at the gradually empty ward, Zhang Yuer finally felt joy from the bottom of her heart.However, what made her even more happy was that Li Lingsha also applied for an internship in this hospital. Although she and she were not in the same ward, it was still possible to see her every day.

Because it was a junior year, the director personally took on the heavy duty of duty and gave everyone a few hours off. Li Lingsha brought homemade fruit tea and mixed it into Zhang Yu's pediatric department.

"Come, try my handicraft." Li Lingsha rubbed her hands together and looked at Zhang Yu'er expectantly.

"How is it? Are you still used to the new hospital?" Zhang Yu'er took a sip and nodded with satisfaction.

"There's nothing I'm used to or not. Anyway, I can't go home anywhere, so why not come and find my good sister!" Li Lingsha said with a smile.

When Li Lingsha mentioned the word "going home", there was a moment of silence in the room. Zhang Yu'er lowered her head and fiddled with the cup in her hand, and said desolately: "Xiaosha...I miss home. I really miss them...and Lam .”

"Oh...you really haven't been home for almost half a year..." Li Lingsha said helplessly, touching her head.

"I just hope this will end soon..."

As he said that, someone knocked on the door: "Yu'er, there is a patient who is being rescued. There are not enough manpower. Take precautions and come quickly."

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Zhang Yu'er said as she got up and walked out, "Xiao Sha, you can rest in my room, I will be on duty for the teacher tonight, see you tomorrow."

The rescued patient was a young woman who had been treated in the intensive care unit for half a month.When Zhang Yu'er rushed there, just in time for her to be declared dead, her hasty footsteps suddenly stopped in place.

"It's really bad luck. Last week's report indicated that his condition is about to improve... What should her eight-year-old son do... Sigh!"

Hearing the regretful words of her colleagues, a little boy's face suddenly flashed in Zhang Yu'er's mind, so she asked, "Is it the little boy who often sits downstairs?"

The nurse sister nodded: "Yes! Yu'er has seen him too... The little boy seems to be called Chenchen. He has no father since he was a child. It is said that his father abandoned their mother and child. Now his only mother is gone, how pitiful..."

Seeing the woman on the hospital bed who had no vital signs, Zhang Yu'er lowered her eyes sadly, got up and walked downstairs again.

Unsurprisingly, Chen Chen was still sitting on the steps of the gate and waiting.Zhang Yu'er looked at his thin and guarded figure, feeling sad for a while, so she went to sit next to him.

"Are you Chen Chen?" Zhang Yu'er asked with her eyes bent.

"Mom said, don't talk to strangers." The boy turned his head away and hugged the canvas bag in his arms tightly.

Zhang Yu'er couldn't bear it: "Chenchen...have you been waiting for your mother here? Where are your other family members?"

The boy lowered his head: "I... only have mother."

"Chenchen, do you...know that my mother is sick?" Looking at his aggrieved little face, Zhang Yu'er really didn't know how to talk to him.Because Chenchen's mother was seriously ill, she was almost in a semi-comatose state in the later stage, so she didn't tell anyone about the child.

The boy looked at the protective clothing on Zhang Yu'er, and said, "I know...but the day my mother came to the hospital, she told me that you would cure her."

"We..." Zhang Yu'er was suddenly at a loss for words, because the boy's eyes were shining with anticipation, waiting for the answer he wanted to hear. "Chen Chen..." She had a sore nose, and just about to explain to him slowly, two staff members suddenly appeared at the door, pushing a stretcher cart to the car not far away.

And on the car, there was an infected corpse waiting to be transported... Zhang Yuer sighed inwardly, so she grabbed the boy's hand and started to leave...

"Name ××, female, age 31, hospital number ×××××..." The staff quickly handed over the work and prepared to carry the bag into the car, but unexpectedly a child rushed over.

"Mom!" The boy grabbed the bag, and the unexpected staff member was stunned for a moment, then lost his grip, and the bag fell from the stretcher to the ground.

"Chen Chen!" Zhang Yu'er ran over in horror and grabbed the crying boy, "Chen Chen, be good, this is not mom..."

"You liar! I heard my mother's name!" The boy cried and tore the sealed bag, letting Zhang Yu'er stop him, but he didn't intend to let go.The staff around him couldn't help sighing, squatting down to check whether the bag was damaged.

There may be many similar scenes, and the two staff members seem to be commonplace.But this time, they never expected that a seven or eight-year-old boy would carry a knife with him...

The moment the bag was cut, the two staff members subconsciously jumped away, and Zhang Yu'er also dragged the boy over, grabbed the knife from his hand and threw it aside.But the boy had already seen his mother, so his emotions became even more out of control, crying and fussing in Zhang Yu'er's arms.

The patient had severe hemoptysis before his death, and he had been rescued not long ago, so he looked extremely uncomfortable.Zhang Yu'er felt sorry for the boy, and was very worried that he, who couldn't even wear a mask well, would be infected, so he reached out and picked him up, wanting to take him away quickly.

"You are all liars! Give me back my mother!" The boy struggled so hard that he grabbed Zhang Yu'er's face shield and mask together, broke free from her arms, and rushed towards his mother...

"Chenchen!!"