已经是凌晨三点,医生办公室一片死寂,我一页一页翻看着护士的重护记录,仔细核对并补记下临终抢救时的口头临时医嘱,完成手头上这份死亡病例的抢救记录。这又是一个忙碌的夜班,我刚刚送走了一位癌症晚期患者,家属的哭声随着太平间的推车渐渐远去,紫外灯照射的病房回复了肃穆平静 It is already three o’clock in the morning, the doctor’s office was dead, and I turned to the nurse’s record of nurses’ protection one by one, carefully checking and memorizing the verbal interim doctor’s orders when the accidental rescue was completed, and completing the rescue records of the deaths on hand. This is a busy night shift, I just sent away a late cancer patients, family members crying with the mortuary trolley gradually faded, UV light irradiation ward returned to the solemn silence