Chapter 7 Chapter VII

Zhang Guyu's family stayed in the guest room of the hospital.From time to time, Yuzhi would be invited to the hospital yard to accept the "salute" from the primary school students.At first, she put on a new military uniform without badges and badges, and stood in front of hundreds of elementary school students, laughing awkwardly.She couldn't understand a word of the "Oath" read by the elementary school students.But after half a year, she has grown a lot.She also memorized the speech that Instructor Qin rehearsed for her.Sometimes she would impromptuly pull Peanut to her, asking him to salute everyone and say something like: "When I grow up, I will be a hero like my father."Peanut is also getting better and better. When the reporters point the camera at him, he holds the plastic submachine gun in his left hand and raises his right hand into a small fist, resting on the right side of his head.Totally a toy hero.

People sometimes ask Yuzhi to tell stories about Zhang Guyu's childhood and youth.Teacher Qin deliberated on these stories.Deleted the part where Zhang Guyu almost starved to death during the spring famine in 1960.He especially disliked Yuzhi when she said, "He is so hungry, his neck is so thin (she gestures with her right hand), and his stomach is swollen like a drum! He was still like a small pot until the year he was a soldier!" Instructor Qin Let Yuzhi only talk about how Zhang Guyu put out the fire in the forest.Yuzhi said at first: "The forest caught fire and even my 70-year-old father went!" But Qin's instructor said: "Just talk about Zhang Guyu's bravery to fight the fire, not your 70-year-old father."

In the spring of the following year, Instructor Qin was promoted to the deputy political commissar of the hospital. In the summer of the next year, people often saw Yuzhi washing hospital sheets by the walnut pond.She sat on a small folding stool and beat the mallet very hard, "Crack! Crack! Crack!" The beating echoed to the surrounding mountain tops, and the echoing silence could be heard three miles away.When the mountain rain came, you found that Walnut Pond was alive.Yuzhi tied the sheet to the root of a tree and let the turbulent pool water rinse it.When the mountains and rivers came down, the strength of the pool water also changed, with a reckless animal nature, dragging the sheets and running away.Yuzhi had no choice but to chase after her, and sometimes she would chase behind the boiler room of the hospital.

On this day, for the third time, the boiler-burning master intercepted the bed sheets that had fled for Yuzhi.He picked up a pile of flimsy white cotton cloth, and handed it to Yuzhi dripping water.The little master shook Yuzhi's hand under the sheet.He thinks the hero Zhang Guyu's wife is very lovely, and he gets a little bit of sweetness from her every time.She knew that what he saw was not just her, what he saw was the grace added to her appearance by Zhang Guyu's glory. The little master told her that he stopped here when he heard her beating her clothes.He saw that the blush on Yuzhi's face deepened, and he understood that she had accepted the sweetness he had tasted.

The little master said: "Come and sit if you are free." He pointed to the small room next to the boiler room. Yuzhi nodded, flustered again, and shook her head violently to kill the previous nod.She said that she had to take care of the baby, and from time to time she had to sit with the baby's father and take care of him.Yuzhi went to her husband's bedside to take care of her, but just to make herself feel better and make others look good: Although the heroic husband is unconscious, the marriage contract with her is still valid.But she couldn't stay with her brother Gu Mi anymore, and the interval between visiting him was getting bigger and bigger. Sometimes she only went every three to five minutes, and left after three to five minutes. It seems that he is not qualified to receive a salary——Zhang Guyu's salary as a company-level cadre.Gradually, Yuzhi felt that the white iron bed where Gu Mige was lying was a ship, and she was left on the shore. After a long time, everything beside the bed was flowing, and everything flowing was changing: Peanut grew up, Deputy Political Commissar Qin "Enthronement" became the political commissar of Qin, she gained weight, some people were demobilized and changed jobs, some people put on new military uniforms, only two remained the same, one was Zhang Guyu on the bed, and the other was Wan Hong beside the bed.Wan Hong is the only boatman connecting the bed with the bedside, ferrying back and forth between Brother Gumi and her and everyone else, bringing her news from Brother Gumi: "Company Zhang misses you and Peanut, I'm talking about you And Peanut's name, he heard it softly in his throat." "Yesterday I saw Zhang Lianchang's eyes turned to the right, so he was looking at the pot of spicy millet!"

It was another year before Yuzhi became frank: it was a matter of course that she received her husband's salary, and no one cared whether she went to her husband's bedside or not.Afterwards she purposely let out the rinsed sheets, put them behind the boiler room, where they ran aground, and the little boiler master would surely keep them from drowning.After that, it was an invitation to "sit down", a shy acquiescence. In the following years, Yuzhi went to Qiao Shusheng's room to "sit" every day.Many people know that Qiao Shusheng, the little boiler master, secretly no longer plays bachelor.

Nurse Hu brought Wan Hong a new summer dress that day, and said that she saw Yu Zhi at the gate of the Secretary's Office, holding a stack of rotten military uniforms in her arms, waiting to exchange for newer ones with the soldiers who handed over the old ones and got the new ones.When encountering a male nurse or male doctor who was about the same size as the little master Qiao Shusheng, Yuzhi greeted him with a smile, flipped through the collar, cuffs, and trouser legs of the military uniform in his hand, and examined them carefully.Someone teased her and said, "Sister-in-law Zhang, where are you looking for lice?" Yuzhi smiled and replied, "Ah, you are so itchy!" Grass-green military rags were stuffed to the man, saying, "I caught a big fat louse!" They were replaced one by one, and finally changed to Dr. Wu's 70% new one.People soon saw that 70% of Dr. Wu's military uniform had been worn on Qiao Shusheng's body.After changing Zhang Guyu's military uniform and leather shoes a few times, they were indirectly transferred to Qiao Shusheng.

When Nurse Hu was talking about such things, there was a strange joy on her face.Wan Hong glanced at Zhang Guyu.She had just cut his hair short and clean-shaven, and he looked absolutely handsome.But Wan Hong saw his eyebrows tremble, and a layer of sadness passed over his clear eyes.While cleaning the stubble on the ground, Wan Hong diverted the topic away.She mentioned that there may be mountain torrents this summer, and the Qin political commissar is already organizing an emergency team. Nurse Hu said, "Do you know? Some people saw Master Xiao Qiao walking around the family planning propaganda platform."

Wan Hong gave Nurse Hu a wink and told her not to talk nonsense here. "Xiao, do you know why he is spinning around? There are always a bunch of condoms on the family planning propaganda platform, for those shy farmers to get them by themselves. Master Xiaoqiao looked around to see if there was no one, and grabbed a handful The condom is in his pocket! Now he can play with it for a few nights with confidence." Wan Hong wanted to give her the broom.Female soldiers in their thirties are more ruffian than male soldiers.Wan Hong took a powder puff, dipped some talcum powder with a refreshing fragrance, and puffed it onto Zhang Guyu's neck.She said softly, "Brother Gumi, you don't have to believe her."

Nurse Hu was distracted by Wan Hong's whisper. "What were you talking about just now?" "I didn't say anything." Wan Hong thought to herself, telling you doesn't mean playing the piano with a cow? Wan Hong felt more and more that the description of "playing the piano to the cow" was very accurate.Before getting more convincing evidence, she didn't want to bother to explain to people: Zhang Guyu is a living hero, he is living well, but 99% of him is living as a mind and consciousness, he The sadness in the eyes at this moment was so obvious to Wan Hong, but Nurse Hu was completely blind to it.Wanhong understands that he loves Yuzhi, who once called him "Brother Gumi", and his son Huasheng who never calls him "Papa".So far, the mother and son have not been to this special ward for half a year.Because they think it doesn't matter if they come or not.They came here half a year ago to take away the gifts that people worship heroes, such as oranges from the Orange Garden, towels from the towel factory, and sandalwood soap from the soap factory.The most valuable gift was a brocade quilt woven by the silk factory, on which was a full-body portrait of Zhang Guyu painted by the propaganda officer.The climax of giving gifts gradually subsided half a year ago, and now there are occasional gifts for heroes, which are sent directly to the political department of the hospital, or directly to the desk of Political Commissar Qin.For a while, there were three electric fans standing on the desk of the political commissar of Qin, and poems admiring the hero Zhang Guyu were written on them in red paint.Qin political commissar later sent one of the electric fans to Yuzhi House.The other one was given to Wanhong.

Wan Hong took the electric fan to this special ward that day.She always turns on the fan on the lowest setting.Since the electric fan was installed, the thick damp in the room subsided, and the golden, milky white, and orange-red mushrooms that kept growing from the cracks in the ancient blue bricks also gradually withered.She found that Zhang Guyu's face and body felt comfortable and refreshed, and her breathing rhythm was quite different. Wan Hong is waiting for the evidence that "he is not a vegetable" to appear every day.She believed that she and Dr. Wu would not wait in vain, and would not wait too long. Nurse Hu came to the intensive care ward to advocate changing military pants.All the female nurses in the hospital have narrowed their military trousers, and only Wan Hong is still wearing "grass green gray pockets".More than three years ago, after Nurse Hu pinched Zhang Lianchang's fingers, the whole hospital held a nurse Hu criticism meeting and voted to expel Nurse Hu from the military.Half for each vote against.Later, Nurse Hu bribed the teller and found out that Wan Hong had voted against it, disapproving of her expulsion from the military.Since then, Nurse Hu has been protecting Wan Hong everywhere, worrying about Wan Hong's food and drink, and taking care of Wan Hong's image design.She came to serve and asked Wan Hong to put on the new military trousers she had just received. She wanted to see how much fabric was wasted by the state and the Military Commission on the thin Wan Hong, and she wanted to cut this waste. Wan Hong couldn't hold back Nurse Hu, so she took off her old military trousers, stood up on one leg, and put the other leg into the new military trousers, but she couldn't stand still, and jumped a few times on one leg.Jumping, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Zhang Guyu's face.His face was flushed, and so was his neck.One of her bare feet suddenly landed on the cold bluestone ground. Nurse Hu slapped her on the buttocks, and laughed loudly, "Once the pants are changed, the male patient will stop telling jokes about you. Do you know what kind of jokes they tell you? They said: "Nurses are always nice, nurses are always nice, It's just that the butt is smaller than the face." Wan Hong looked at Zhang Guyu with shame.She saw his eyes averted.Company Commander Zhang must be that kind of man: he can command soldiers with foul language, but he doesn't always extend his thoughts to the women's toilet. Nurse Hu pinned the parts to be cut with pins one by one.He kept sipping on seven or eight needles, "Do you know why Master Xiaoqiao wanted to steal the condom? He was afraid that Yuzhi would be pregnant with a baby! Yuzhi is now a member of the army, and she receives the salary of Company Commander Zhang every month! One month's salary plus construction subsidies Hundreds of dollars!" Wan Hong glared at her fiercely.Then she turned her head to see Company Commander Zhang's expression.Then the obvious sadness was in his eyes and the corners of his mouth.Doesn't that make him sad?He has become a physical bank for people to withdraw money.What makes him even more sad is that he can't make people understand his sorrow. At this time Wan Hong heard him let out a long sigh. Even Nurse Hu stopped the busyness of her hands and mouth, and was stunned.But Nurse Hu immediately denied her hearing and said, "Scared me—I thought he just sighed!" She pointed behind her with her chin. Wan Hong said, "Did you hear that?" Now she has a witness. Nurse Hu said, "You heard wrong too?" Wan Hong said: "Neither of us heard it wrong, Company Commander Zhang just sighed." Nurse Hu was frightened and excited at the same time: "Don't scare me with monsters! He's kind enough to help you change your pants!" Wan Hong stood there blankly.People are so deaf to Zhang Guyu's expression, what should she do?They just blindly deny that his living is just a silent life, and deny that his silence and stillness lead to a more vivid feeling, let alone Zhang Guyu will go crazy, even her Wanhong will go crazy.People would rather believe in a life like Nurse Hu who messes around with her tongue and body. Can't they see that such a life should be downgraded because it lacks a soul? She expects Nurse Hu to testify for Zhang Guyu and herself, which is simply delusional. Nurse Hu's black and thick hair rolled in waves.Every time she went back to Chengdu to visit relatives, she would come back with a hot head.She will also bring back the contempt of Chengdu people for this small place, and even the contempt of Hong Kong and Macao compatriots for mainland compatriots: dresses in the 1950s and flared pants in the late 1960s were just popular in Shanghai and Beijing in 1978; Can't catch it, just started reverting to 40's hairstyles.At first people didn't believe that such ridiculous clothing as flared trousers existed in the world—wasn't that deliberately against human biological nature?Where there is room, it is always narrow, and where it is narrow, it is wide.But in January 1979, four people appeared on the muddy streets of the small town, with shoulder-length hair and wide flared trouser legs "Hula Hula" sweeping the dust and melon seed husks on the street, and people knew that Nurse Hu was not making up lies.These four people came from Beijing and are graduate students of the Academy of Fine Arts.Originally going to Kunming to draw sketches of ethnic minorities, I found this beautiful town with an ancient church on the way, so I wandered in with bell-bottomed trousers. The men and women in the field hospital at first avoided the four monsters.But soon they set up easels by the walnut pond, painted camellias blooming in early spring, and painted jade branches of a woman in clothes by the pond.At this time, a group of wounded men in white and blue striped clothes surrounded them from afar. The wounded all had bandages on their arms or legs.They were all sent down from the old mountain front.They have a supercilious look, which means: Soldiers who have never been on the battlefield or suffered bullets are considered soldiers? !A soldier who has been on the battlefield for a day is also more qualified to call himself "Lao Tzu" than a soldier who has defended peace for ten years. Graduate students from the Academy of Fine Arts invited these wounded soldiers who called themselves "Lao Tzu" to their easels. Soon, a group of charcoal sketches of the wounded appeared in the provincial newspaper under the headline "The Loveliest Person". This group of sketches made the field hospital, which had been deserted for a while, lively again.Xichang City sent a performance team, and the provincial capital also sent a condolence team to set up a stage on the basketball court, singing and dancing every night. The wounded, wearing bandages and crutches, also stood on the stage and sang "Goodbye, Mom!" Dr. Wu glanced at Wan Hong beside him, and decided to shake her hand.When Wan Hong put his hand on the back of her hand, her body became absolutely stiff.But she didn't pull her hand away.Eyes are still looking at the pleated skirts of the Yi nationality flying on the stage.Dr. Wu came close to her ear and said, "I know what you're thinking." Wan Hong didn't turn her face away, but just smiled slightly. Doctor Wu gave her a gentle tug, and she stood up, folded up the small folding stool, and followed him out of the basketball court.Dr. Wu took the time to glance at her before walking into the darkness.She has grown from a girl to a woman.She wears T-shaped black leather shoes, and her military uniform is always more delicate than others.Her face was thinner than three years ago, showing the edges and corners of a mature woman.But she was more of a mystery to him than she had been three years ago.Dr. Wu himself was also confused: he even knew her menstrual cycle, and he could even read her every frown and smile. Where did this sense of mystery come from?As long as he saw that her steps were a little weak and her eyes a little lazy, he knew that she had taken painkillers because of her menstrual abdominal pain.He also understood that her happiness and melancholy were all related to Zhang Guyu.A few days earlier, she had gone to the office of Political Commissar Qin and asked him to send actors to Zhang Guyu's special ward to sing and dance.Commissar Qin was busy proofreading the lyrics of a song praising the wounded, which was written overnight by the propaganda department.He smiled at Wan Hong and said, "Zhang Guyu? He can't hear or see. What should you sing to him?" Wan Hong said, "Remember, Commissar Qin? When he first came three years ago, you always Send a performance team to sing for him, and talk to him about cross talk. By the way, the head of the folk art troupe surnamed Zheng personally told Zhang Lianchang five paragraphs of money board!" Commissar Qin flicked the ashes into the ashtray and said, "He has been like that for three years. What else do you sing to him? Isn't it all for nothing?" Wan Hong said, "How do you know it's singing in vain?" "Fine, fine, even if it's not for nothing. These actors are all from the province, and they've worked so hard that they're too busy to perform for living people..." "Political Commissar, do you mean that Company Commander Zhang Guyu is not alive?!" Political commissar Qin saw Wan Hong's bright eyes, and immediately said: "Oh, don't pick your words! Now the whole country is praising new heroes! Our hospital is honored to accept more than two hundred heroic wounded!" Then he stopped Ignore Wan Hong and pick up the phone.Everyone knows that as soon as Political Commissar Qin picks up the phone, it means that there is no discussion with you. At this moment, Dr. Wu was silently walking side by side with Wan Hong.She saw that Dr. Wu's glasses were no longer black-rimmed.After he returned from a business trip to Beijing, he changed into this pair of simple glasses. It is said that black-rimmed glasses are no longer popular.He has also changed from a sharp young military doctor to introverted and calm, except for the occasional smile that spouts from his nostrils, he is as impassive or indifferent as other middle-aged military doctors.He already knew that a person should not openly pursue academic achievements, because excessive self-motivation can offend others.But Wanhong knew that he was preparing for his homework and preparing to apply for a postgraduate entrance examination at the Military Medical University.She also knew that he wrote a 100,000-word observation record on Zhang Guyu. The two walked towards the special ward at the same time. "Wanhong?" "Ok?" "...Let's not talk about it. You girl." "I know." Wan Hong did know what Dr. Wu said "stop talking".He wanted to comfort her a few words, persuade her a few words.She was too persistent, and she refused to give up even when she ran into a wall with Commissar Qin, so she went to the performance team to find the famous soprano.She asked the soprano to sing a Yunnan lantern.She told the soprano that a hero who was more injured than everyone else could not be there to enjoy her singing, so she had to install a tweeter on the tree outside the window and let a five hundred meter long wire bring her song to him.The soprano was very moved, and said that although her singing voice was not suitable for singing the country-style Lantern tune, she must practice it all afternoon and try to sing some country-style.Wan Hong held the soprano's hand with both hands, her heels raised like a little girl, as if she was about to jump at any moment.She looked at the thick face of the soprano who was slightly swollen in middle age, and said, "You are so great!" The soprano blushed when she said this. When Wan Hong pulled the wires, installed the horn, and sat barefoot on a tree branch, the soprano hurried over, wiping the sweat from her heavy makeup with a handkerchief as she walked.She had a terrible temper and asked Wan Hong why she was playing tricks on her.With one hand resting on her broad hips, she pointed to Wan Hong who had not yet climbed down the tree with the other hand, and said, "Isn't this a trick of me? You asked me to sing lanterns to a person who couldn't hear or see at all." ?! I practiced for four hours in the afternoon, and I didn’t take a nap. My throat hurts like sandpaper peeling off a layer of skin! Are you kidding me?!” Wan Hong argued eagerly, saying that she was definitely not famous for being funny Soprano means.The soprano shook her head and left.Wan Hong slipped down from the tree and chased after her without putting on her shoes.The soprano said when Wan Hong's hand grabbed her silk sleeve: "You still make me miserable? I just went to learn dog day lanterns for four hours! He couldn't hear and stopped talking; he wasn't this time at all. Injured on the battlefield!" "He's bigger than all these wounded people! He saved the lives of two soldiers..." The soprano interrupted Wan Hong: "I don't care—I just want to condolences to these wounded heroes who just got off the battlefield!" Wan Hong stood there in a daze for two minutes before turning around to remove the speaker.At that time, Dr. Wu saw Wan Hong walking towards the electrician's class with a trumpet in one hand and a coil of wires in the other.He didn't know what a girl's heartbreak looked like, but her gait and figure told him that it was a heartbreak. Dr. Wu reached for the folding stool in Wan Hong's hand.He believed that gesture comforted her more than words.Sure enough, Wan Hong didn't give way as usual, and said softly "no need." She obediently handed herself over to him to take care of him and be considerate. She faltered.The fatigue accumulated from three years of intensive care appeared at this moment. Dr. Wu said, "Wan Hong, if this is a street in Chongqing, it will be fine." What he meant was: I went to the Military Medical University in Chongqing, what should you do?Who would cherish a best nurse as much as I do? Wan Hong smiled and said, "The streets of Chongqing are full of dead people all day long, what good is that?" "Of course. There is a western restaurant, and I can treat you right now—a piece of cream cake, um, a bottle of soda." "That's not bad." She laughed happily. "What else is good? ... By the way, the cinema. How long have you been in the cinema?" Wan Hong thought about it for a while and said, "I don't remember." "Then shall I invite you to the cinema?" He stood still, staring at Wan Hong behind the lens.For three years, he and her seemed to be in a relationship, but they didn't seem to be. It seems that they are in love through Zhang Guyu.As for Zhang Guyu, although he is as stubborn as she is, he is purely doing his duty as a medical practitioner.He also wanted to make some shocking medical speeches on the state of vegetative life out of strong curiosity.He hoped that his pioneering inference could revitalize the medical field that had been dormant for many years, even if the result of this activity was a debate that he was outnumbered, even if the result of the debate was that his inference was killed with a stick.And he understands that Wan Hong is different. Wanhong's respect and love for Zhang Guyu has been integrated with her nature's dedication and pursuit of perfection, which is both personal and impersonal.The reason why she firmly believed that Zhang Guyu lived like a normal person, but lost 98% of her stance, in his opinion, was related to her vague feelings.He didn't think all her observations were delusions, exaggerations or nonsense.Her nursing reports are rigorous and objective.For example, three years ago, she brought the boy Peanut to Zhang Lianchang's bed, gave him a toy car and a plastic submachine gun, and said, "This is what your father bought for you." kissed twice.When she sent the boy back to the ward, she saw a medicine bottle fell from the bedside table to the floor, and the room was filled with white pills; and there was a lot of blood returning from the infusion needle inserted on the back of his hand.When Wan Hong narrated this matter to Dr. Wu, her sentences were concise and her attitude was plain. She just collected another research reference for him.In the past three years, Wan Hong told him many signs, which were reflected in Zhang Guyu's pulse, pupils, lips, and subtle changes in his body.If these symptoms were seen by any other nurse, they would definitely be completely ignored, and would even be laughed at, "Neuropathy—it's a tree, it can shake its leaves and branches!" But Wan Hong found his physiological condition from these statements. , Emotional password. Of course, Dr. Wu often just let out a sigh of emotion and helplessness through his nostrils, and said: "This only shows that human knowledge cannot solve the mysteries of human beings! In the vast world of life, we can only follow the previous ones for the time being." Categorize and categorize, even though these categories may be arbitrary." Wan Hong always loses focus for a while at such times, and then reveals a bleak smile.Occasionally, she would say: "Look, I can't even convince you, who can I convince?" He would also occasionally say: "You can't convince me, girl, you have to convince the whole of medicine. Medicine is very simple. : Either you prove it, or you disprove it." Very occasionally, he would reach out and pat her on the head.Dr. Wu is actually not old enough to do this elder caressing gesture.But he knew that if he did this, Wan Hong would feel less isolated. Just like at this moment, he said: "Okay, girl, just go to Chongqing with me." His hand stroked the back of her head lightly.Her hair felt damn clean. She didn't speak, and seemed to be considering the feasibility of this matter. Almost at the entrance of the brain department, she stopped and said, "I didn't tell you, lest you won't believe it like everyone else—Company Commander Zhang even has opinions on what clothes I wear. Once I went to play badminton for half an hour, and I wore a Red sweatshirt with no sleeves—that’s the one, kind of tight. Because I was rushing to turn on the radio for him, international news at 6 p.m. So I ran back to the ward before I could change. I walked up to him When I was at the bedside, I felt that he was breathing a little fast. Then, I could see that he was smiling, really, it was the eyes, eyes, and the little corner of the mouth, and I could see that he liked me in this red dress!" Dr. Wu felt uncomfortable for a while, but he immediately denied that it was jealousy.Only then did he realize why Wan Hong would wear a brightly colored dress abnormally.Now dresses are popular in Beijing, Shanghai, and Chengdu. She asked someone to buy a sky blue floral dress with a square neckline that opened wide.She puts on this sky-high dress on Sundays.Dr. Wu always thought that she was dressed up for going out shopping with him.He thought, this girl is so mysterious. "Later, every time I changed into casual clothes, I could see that smile on his face..." "You're a bit stupid—even trees, flowers and plants may respond to colors. Plants are not ruthless, but we can't test these emotions." He saw her mouth opening sharply, wanting to interject, but Let it go.She just wanted to say that Zhang Guyu is definitely not a grass.Another pang of discomfort caught in his throat, and he became annoyed with himself: Are you jealous with a vegetable? !He couldn't help opening his nasal cavity, and let out a loud sneer. Wan Hong suddenly turned her face away, a little surprised, because he never used this smile against her. Dr. Wu immediately changed to a soft smile and said, "Do you know what are the high-minded girls in big cities thinking about?" He poked himself with his index finger, "Thinking about people like me—they Looking for someone to be a matchmaker, especially for graduate students. The girl who was working among high-ranking officials two years ago is now pursuing graduate students. I am still a preparatory graduate student, and my mother greeted and sent three or four matchmakers!" He said Here, the eye is forced even tighter behind the lens. He looked at her face is still very blank. "Oh, you girl!" He left her blank without saying a word, and walked into the dark corridor.Only Zhang Guyu's special ward was lit, and the warm light shone through the four panes of glass above the door and cast it on the wall of the corridor.The door of the special ward is always ajar, and there are extremely subtle noises from inside.These vibrations are not even real vibrations, but the vitality messages from a life: breathing, metabolism, and unfathomable thoughts or dreams—all these subtle sound waves make the space quiet and full of content. Wan Hong followed Dr. Wu into the intensive care unit. While Wan Hong was carefully tucking Zhang Guyu's mosquito net tightly, Doctor Wu thought that she couldn't be left blank any longer.He looked at the curvature of her back and waist when she leaned forward—it was extremely slender, but it was shaped by female hormones.He let her mystery torment him for three years, and it's time for a head. He hugged her gently from behind.Her frail beauty made his heart throb, as if it was loss, and it seemed to be painful love.The one in his arms seemed to be a girl who was still pumping, at most fourteen or fifteen years old.This accident caused Dr. Wu to feel a desire to abuse her. Wan Hong felt that Dr. Wu was trembling slightly, exerting a lot of energy, as if holding her while resisting his own hug for her, and keeping his own tighter and tighter arms out of a safe distance for her. And she thought it was so good to be hugged by him.The kisses that fell on her ears and neck were unprecedented.Those words such as "love you" and "will you marry me" that came out with the kiss were so smug. She suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Guyu's change.His right hand outside the blanket has somehow clenched into a fist: it has the power of self-control and the power to strike.She could also see that the body tensed under a layer of blankets, forming a complete confession with his facial expression and that fist.She wondered how Dr. Wu didn't notice this.The expression was obviously pain that was deeply repressed, and the fight that was trapped in the body. Dr. Wu heard Wan Hong whisper, "No, don't..." But he didn't hear the real struggle in her words.He carried her off the ground, like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.He didn't see her eyes looking at Zhang Guyu inside the tent. She thought, just let him watch me being taken away and betrayed. She said, "Let go..." Dr. Wu had already carried her to the door.He felt her face suddenly buried on his shoulder, and her body sank suddenly. He leaned her back against the hallway wall and put his hands under her uniform, probing her unreal, mysterious body. A few days later, Dr. Wu packed up and was about to go on the road.Wan Hong wants to correct his "observation records" before his departure. This afternoon, the brain department held a farewell party for Dr. Wu.Nurse Hu went to dig the walls of the "hero wounded" and dug out ten boxes of lunch ham and five bags of spicy beef jerky from various condolences.There was a smell of oily meat in the farewell venue.The office of the brain department is not big enough, so people move the chairs to the corridor.Commissar Qin also came to the scene, and said in his colorful voice that Dr. Wu was the first graduate student to leave the hospital.People found that the Qin political commissar was good at discovering "firsts", such as "Company Commander Zhang Guyu was the first vegetative person who never had bedsores", "No. 56 Hospital was the first to use acupuncture anesthesia for amputation", "... ...the first hospital to fully accept the wounded on the front line of China and Vietnam", "the first hospital nominated and commended by the military newspaper..." Commissar Qin changed the subject and asked Dr. Wu if he had sorted out the 100,000-word "Zhang Guyu Observation Record".Dr. Wu said that he cooperated with Wanhong Nurses Association to compile it and make it a document with academic value as soon as possible. Nurse Hu said: "Forget it, Dr. Wu, apart from cooperating with Wan Hong, you don't cooperate with her in other aspects?" She made a very spicy face. Everyone laughed, and the commotion couldn't be contained in a corridor. Wan Hong also absent-mindedly laughed along with the people, and soon realized that everyone was laughing louder. Nurse Hu was smiling and pointing at her, and she realized that everyone was laughing at her. After the farewell party was over, she said to Dr. Wu: "...that night, I went back to the special ward..." She paused. "What night?" "It's you and me... that night." Dr. Wu saw that the light blue blood vessels on the top of her nose were brightly blue, but her face was pink.His eyes tracked hers behind the lenses, but she kept escaping from him.Confidently, he simply used his lips to find her eyes. She thought, forget it.She originally wanted to correct the flat description in his "observation record": "Erection, once or twice, occasionally nocturnal emission. It seems that the sexual vitality is lower than that of ordinary vegetative people, and it is closer to middle-aged men with normal sexual desire and no spouse... " She felt that she could not make everything clear.She also felt that she was obliged to keep this secret for Company Commander Zhang Guyu.This is a secret between her and him.If she was convinced that he was alive inwardly and emotionally, like anyone else, she should be convinced that he had normal human emotions, desires, and normal human dignity. That night, after a boundary was broken between Dr. Wu and her, she stood for a long time in the dark corridor.Then she tidied her hair and fastened the buttons of her military uniform and the hooks of her bra that Dr. Wu had undid.As she twirled her fingers over the buttons, she suddenly heard a sound.She hurried into the special ward and found that a bamboo pole hanging from the mosquito net had fallen down.The bamboo pole was tied up by the mask strap, which was rough but firm.She walked over slowly and saw Zhang Guyu's left hand—the remaining four fingers were clutching the mosquito net.There could only be one possibility: that he had pulled the pole down. She picked up the bamboo pole and tied it to the leg of the bed again.She stroked his hand that was tied to the tent, coaxing and persuading him.Then she put it on her cheek, and after a long time, the pent-up energy in that hand disappeared, and it became gentle and soft.How familiar she was with his hands, trimming his nails every three days, and scrubbing them with a hot towel every few hours.Although the amputation wound has healed long ago, every time she touches it, she still moves extremely lightly.At this moment, she put the former wound on her lips.He closed his eyes.She heard her small voice: "Brother Gumi... Should I go with him?..." She saw his plump Adam's apple jerk and slowly return to its original place: he swallowed a sentence Only words that belong to the heart forever.She pressed his right hand to her cheek and whispered, "I don't know what to do. I know, you only have me..." She couldn't continue. She noticed that the temperature of his palm had changed, from warm to hot, and then cold again, forming a thin layer of sweat. She held his right hand with one hand, she moved herself into the focus of his vision, and she just looked at him like this, letting him see the loyalty deep in her heart that she couldn't give.He just stared at her so closely, like a man and a woman who think they have no destiny in this life, they can lock each other into their fate in such a stubborn gaze. She stayed in the special ward until two o'clock that night.She always turns over for him at two o'clock in the middle of the night.No one knew that she turned over for him like this: she pressed her body against him, and used herself to drive him, while rolling over at the same time.She felt that he was different this late at night, and she felt that he was exercising a lot of strength in his muscles.This is a young and strong male body.人人都在岁月里旧去，而他却始终如新：他没有添岁数，没出现一点衰老的痕迹。 第二天，万红从街上买了一大包干鸡菌为吴医生送别。吴医生和她站在医院门口等着搭县武装部的车到西昌。再从那里乘去重庆的火车。武装部的车来了，万红把那包干鸡枞递给吴医生，看着他上了车，笑一下说：“以后我就一个人了。” 吴医生嬉皮笑脸地说：“放寒假我来带你私奔。” 他当然不明白她的潜语。那是说一旦发现了张谷雨非植物人的证据，她更是口说无凭，有口难辩。吴医生一走，谁也不会把她对张谷雨的观察当真。谁会听她摆出她的事实：那眉梢眼角的变幻，指头趾尖的动作而把那一切当真？她说破天去人们也不会相信，这位躺着立正立了三年多的连长暗中存在着喜怒哀乐，默默运行着七情六欲，鲜活得和他们每个人一样。吴医生是唯一一个可能被她说服的人。就是不被说服，他也是她唯一的倾听者。连一个倾听者都没有，她会多么无助？张谷雨会多么无助？