上午查房,小林大夫告诉我,12床君君(化名)要出院了。我的心忽地收紧了一下。推开病房门,君君静静地躺在床上,消瘦苍白的脸上一点没有往日烦躁,倒显得挺平静。我故意像平时查房对待每一个要出院的病人一样对她说:“君君要出院了?爸爸安排好车了?”“嗯。”君君两眼紧盯着我,“再见,君君,路上小心。”说完,我带领学生们走出这个病室。 In the morning rounds, Dr. Kobayashi told me that the 12-bed king (a pseudonym) was going to be discharged. My heart suddenly tightened. Pushing open the ward door, the gentleman lay quietly on the bed. The thin and pale face was not irritated at all. It seemed quite calm. I deliberately like the usual rounds of the same treatment to every patient who wants to leave the hospital, said to her: “The king must be discharged from the hospital? Dad arranged a car? ”“ Ah. ” Junjun eyes staring at me, “Good-bye, Junjun, be careful on the way.” After I finished, I led the students out of this ward.