Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

That night.

All was still, the wind died down, and the starry night fell.

Shao Erxue had already fallen into a deep sleep, but Su Shiqing couldn't fall asleep. He came outside the tent alone, sat under the big tree and watched the stars, thinking hard, feeling sad.

Tears flowed quietly, without a trace.

Wu Zhige, who had just finished inspecting the tents, was a little surprised to see Su Shiqing sitting there alone when he passed by.After hesitating again and again, she still decided to go over to have a look at him, so she walked gently to his side.

Su Shiqing noticed someone approaching behind him, wiped away her tears, turned her head, and found that it was Wu Zhige.

"It is you."

Wu Zhige said: "Do you mind if I sit next to you?"

Su Shiqing shook her head.

Wu Zhige sat down beside him, and tentatively asked, "Why are you sitting here alone? Did you quarrel with Mr. Shao or...?"

"I just feel sad."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing..." Su Shiqing's eyes darkened.

Wu Zhige stared at him, only a thin side face, brow bone, nose bridge, lips and chin, the contours were clear and smooth, like smooth ceramics, his eyes lingered slowly, but he didn't dare to look presumptuously.

after awhile.

Wu Zhige forcibly withdrew his gaze: "You have lost a lot of weight these days. It is important to see a doctor, but you should also pay attention to your body."

"Don't worry about me, but you, you don't have much rest after busy work?"

"What's the matter, I'm just doing my part."

"But you are risking your life to contribute." Su Shiqing felt guilty, "It is very likely that you will be infected."

Wu Zhige helps carry herbs, patients and corpses every day, so the risk of being infected is very high.

Wu Zhige thought for a while, and said: "I was not afraid of death before, and I am even less afraid now. Besides, what you do is more risky than me."

Su Shiqing was silent for a while, then raised her head and looked at him seriously: "Wu Zhige, you have really changed a lot."

Wu Zhige smiled: "After so much, I have let go of what should be let go. I have already suffered the consequences of the wrong things I did and the detours I took in the past, so I don't want to be like this in the future. If... I really If you are going to die here, then I admit it."

Su Shiqing bent her lips, but her vision blurred: "I'm really happy to see you like this..."

Seeing tears in his eyes, Wu Zhige worried, "What's wrong with you?"

Su Shiqing looked up at the stars again, and sighed: "'Life is like a flying dust', I just feel a little bit emotional, why human life is so fragile, like dust rolled up by a strong wind, it disappears in a while..."

"Life is like a drop in the ocean, and a moment is short."

"Jie Ao told me that every star in the sky represents a person. There are so many stars here. Do you think they are all ordinary people who died of illness?"

Wu Zhige also raised his head, staring at those flickering lights: "It should be."

Su Shiqing took a deep breath, and said slowly with a trembling voice: "Every day... so many people die in front of me, adults, old people, children... all the doctors from Jiangli Hospital, Anjifang and Dian Medical Department They are helpless, and I can't do anything..." Speaking of the emotion, he suddenly covered his face and wept, "...I can only, I can only watch them die..."

Wu Zhige didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only listen silently.

"I really can't forget, I can't forget the appearance of those who died... They dragged me and begged me! They kept struggling, shouting, calling for parents, calling for the doctor! Begging me to save them!" Su Shiqing mourned Crying loudly, "But, I don't know what medicine to use and what to do so that they won't die... I, I can't save them... I can't save them...!"

Hearing this, Wu Zhige's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but his eyes were red: "My eyebrows..."

"People who are not sick are also pitiful. Either the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, or there is no father or mother...Watching the relatives around me leave one by one...I live in fear every day and suffer from hunger. starving, with nowhere to hide..."

Like swallowing a hot stone, a mass of hot and heavy sadness slid to the internal organs and fell straight down.

Su Shiqing grabbed her chest: "I feel like my heart is about to drown... The burden on my shoulders is so heavy that I can't breathe... I am looking forward to a miracle every day, so good Let this disaster end quickly!"

The cruel reality, like a spider's web, tightened his heart more and more, leaving irreparable scars on it, and he refused to give up.

Tears also blurred Wu Zhige's eyes, and he couldn't help but said: "This is a natural disaster, there is no human power to save it, we can only do what we can to help those in need. Don't force yourself, this is not at all You can control things, not to mention, you have cured many people and never gave up. Look forward, keep going... there will be a day when spring blossoms."

Su Shiqing's heart trembled, although she was still in pain, but after hearing his comfort, she felt much better and calmed down a lot.

He held Wu Zhige's hand, as if holding the hands of thousands of ordinary people.Even if you just cry silently, it seems that you can get the courage and strength to face it happily from those hands.Although the pain will still intrude from time to time, he must choose to accept it calmly, throw away his weakness and persevere, because there are still many people who need him.

Su Shiqing wiped away her tears and said gratefully: "Thank you, I am not so uncomfortable anymore."

Wu Zhige breathed a sigh of relief: "Next time, don't sneak out and cry alone, I will feel bad."

"..." Su Shiqing realized that she was still holding his hand, so she quickly let go and explained: "I'm not..."

Wu Zhige interrupted him, stood up and said, "It's getting late, I'll take you back to rest."

"En... good." Su Shiqing stood up.

In just a few steps, both of them felt very heavy, and neither of them spoke again.

In front of the tent.

Wu Zhige stopped in his tracks: "I'm going back first, if you have anything to do in the future, you can come to me at any time, I'm always here."

After speaking, he turned and left.

He didn't dare to stay longer, fearing that he would lose control, because his feelings for Su Shiqing had already penetrated into his bone marrow and he couldn't extricate himself.

The evening wind blows slowly.Looking at Wu Zhige's leaving back, Su Shiqing felt dazed for a while, she didn't expect Wu Zhige to have such an understanding side, it really is a long time to see people's hearts.

A month later.

The plague showed signs of being brought under control.

Another two months passed.

Thanks to the joint efforts of the medical staff of the Jiangli Institute, Anji Institute, and the Department of Classical Medicine, private doctors, and Zhou Yuran's careful deployment, the plague in the south was finally wiped out.Occasional relapses were quickly brought under control.

During this period, the doctors jointly wrote "Theory of Epidemics" based on what they saw and heard and their own experience.It records in detail the origin, symptoms and treatment methods of various plagues, providing valuable experience and reference for later generations to fight against the plague, and has a great impact.

It's the winter solstice again.

After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven for disaster relief and blessing, everyone prepared a simple banquet, firstly to reward everyone and celebrate the end of the plague, and secondly to bid farewell to everyone.Therefore, this banquet is bittersweet and sweet, with mixed joys and sorrows.

After the banquet, everyone ate some glutinous rice balls.

Then the doctors at Anji Hospital suggested that it is better to take advantage of the festival to give food to those homeless people who are suffering from hunger and cold, so as to help them survive this cold winter solstice.

Zhou Yuran immediately agreed, and ordered his subordinates to set up a large shed on the side of the street and set up a cauldron. Everyone went to battle, those who could make glutinous rice balls made glutinous rice balls, those who knew how to make dumplings made dumplings, and gave alms to the helpless people. "Reunion Soup for Dispelling Cold and Jiaoer".

the next day.

Su Shiqing prepared pens, ink, paper, inkstones and paints, locked herself in the room for a whole day, and did not come out until midnight.

Shao Erxue walked into the room curiously, and was deeply shocked when he saw the paintings all over the wall.

It turned out that Su Shiqing locked herself in the room in order to let her concentrate on describing all her inner feelings and thoughts with pen and ink.

It was a spliced ​​picture scroll, which described in detail the various forms of beings like hell.

In the distance of the picture, the sky is filled with black smoke, and the burning houses and piles of corpses are shocking.In the middle and close shots, there are many complicated characters, including skinny homeless men and old people, women and beggars who are about to starve to death, rotting corpses that can be seen everywhere in various miserable shapes, and piles of wretched The creepy white bones... Beside these people and the bones, there are paintings corresponding to them full of flowers, rich people with fat stomachs, beautifully dressed women, actors who play and sing, and princes and nobles who talk and laugh.

All the pictures are well-proportioned, with strong anger and gentle kindness in the brushwork, and there are ghosts and beauty in the transformation.Su Shiqing described to the world the hell-like tragedies caused by the plague through subtle brushstrokes.

But these paintings not only depict the terrible scenes of the plague, but also imply the irony of the indifference of the rich and the rulers.In addition to making people who see it unaware of Mao Dai, it can also cause deep thinking through comparison, so as to arouse compassion and kindness in the world. It can be seen that Su Shiqing's painting has a profound conception and profound painting skills!

Shao Erxue looked at the paintings on the wall over and over again, and shed tears uncontrollably.

"Qingqing, you..."

Su Shiqing stared at the drawing and murmured: "I haven't given it a name yet."

Shao Erxue blurted out: "The Map of Compassion... Let's call it "The Map of Compassion in Hell"."

Su Shiqing nodded in agreement, so she picked up a pen and wrote the five characters "Hell's Compassionate Picture" in the lower right corner of the painting.