I lost my mind and started thinking

In this space, I am an idler, standing at the end of the corridor, the end is the stairs, the other side turns a corner, stretches out more than ten meters, there are several office doors, the doors are tightly closed.

I stared at the long corridor in a daze, a blue-gray floor, bright, with green walls and a white top on both sides, handrails on the walls, and bottles of disinfectant hanging on the handrails. People who come here always feel that they are full of hateful bacteria, even though everything is white, and they can smell a faint smell of disinfectant. But what does this mean, it means that there are no bacteria here! So why do patients come to Yasmin ? Because she was invaded by bacteria, she came here to sterilize. This must be a place where bacteria gather, otherwise what would it be doing hanging on that bottle.

I walked to the place where the disinfectant was hung, and just squeezed, a transparent liquid flowed in the palm of my hand, with a special smell. I rub my hands together like an emollient, cool and slippery, and soon the stuff evaporates clean. My hands seem to be a lot fresher, I checked it carefully and it is clean. Really no bacteria! Or am I kidding myself! ?

Anyway, I'm an idler, and in this space, I can't think too much. A little nurse came, pushing a cart full of vials of drips, which were given to patients because they had germs on them. So what is in this bottle, is it also bacteria! Antibiotics, things that specifically fight bacteria. What good does this thing do to people! It helps people eliminate bacteria and is in an alternate relationship in the human body. Once used, the person's own antibacterial cells will be lazy, go to sleep, and even produce antibodies, and become dependent. At that time, the bacteria on the human body will be flooded, and it is quite frightening to think about it.

What is the use of fear, the problem of antibacterial is not up to you, you are a patient, you have the right to get sick, but you have no right to choose what medicine to use to fight it, because you don’t understand, the secrets in the world of microorganisms are very deep, although the health department is close The problem of overuse of antibiotics has been highlighted for several years. But these rights are with the doctor, all you have to do is lie down on the hospital bed and listen to the doctor's orders. Because she is an angel, sent by God to save her life, you will think about it like this, and you will respect her like this, just like you respect your own life.

There was suddenly one more person in this space, who was walking up the stairs. He looked at you for a moment, his eyes were very secretive, he didn't look at you directly, but wanted to avoid you. He was carrying a shoulder bag and carrying a bag of things, as if in a hurry, not very quiet in a hurry. He didn't go to the ward, but stopped at the end and leaned against the wall at the corner. He had a bottle of mineral water in his trouser pocket, opened the bottle cap and gulped a few mouthfuls, then took out his mobile phone to look for Yoyue contraceptives . He glanced at me, and I seemed to have a feeling that he was defensive.

I was an idler, still walking slowly in the corridors, turning my back to him deliberately. He started to call: "Doctor a! It's me... at the door of your office, well, waiting for you." He was still looking at his phone. Soon, a doctor walked out of the medical office at the other end of the corridor, hurried over here, and met me, very young and beautiful. She and the man made a call, and the two hurried to her office, opened the door, closed the door, and came out again soon. The doctor hurried past me and went back to the medical staff's office on the other side. All this is very fast and very natural. Naturally, I am a little confused as an idler, what are they doing! Certainly not a doctor! Not a very close friend, let alone whispering.

The man started to call again: "Doctor b..." It was still those contents. While he was waiting, another doctor came over, said a few polite words, opened the door and closed the door in a hurry, and left in a hurry. I probably guessed a few points, this person must be a medicine holder. Just as I was thinking, the doctor I knew came over. She met me, smiled, stopped in front of the door near me, opened the railing-style security door, and then opened the wooden door inside. The man went in, the two doors were closed, and he could clearly hear the safety lock being twisted twice. I totally understand the deal here and want to rush away. Before taking two steps, the door rang, the doctor left, and the man walked down the stairs.

Is this a scene that an idler like me should watch! But I am in this space, with me and him and those doctors, with those disinfectant potions, with white and pure walls and those kind patients inside the walls. This is a boring space, a confusing space. In this space, it seems that the words "rescue the life and the wounded" can't be read clearly, but it is full of money-related things. The emotions in this space are complex, with kindness and beauty on the one hand, but desires and transactions hidden on the other. you are like yasminLooking at flowers in the fog, you can't always see what's behind the flowers!

When I saw those disinfectants again, I wondered if it didn't work, could it really kill those abominable bacteria! In this space, there are too many things that need to be disinfected. Bacteria and viruses are both in the human body and in the human soul. Some can be detected, while others are extremely difficult to detect. This makes it difficult to use ordinary disinfectant potions, just let it hang there, it means clean.

I'm still wandering the corridors, the little nurses are in a hurry, with warm smiles on their faces, and the doctors are in a hurry to find relief for their patients. What a holy place this should be, all germs and viruses will be destroyed by angels, and what will be left must be joy and happiness. But what I saw in this space made me uneasy, and I suddenly remembered a passage from Chen Danqing that I just read: The people who really intervene in society are businessmen and politicians who count money and gain power. All the gaps in society have long been occupied by them. When I think of this space, it must be that gap, how can this be done! Then I thought: If I were an angel, so what!