Chapter 6 Resignation

Last year's today is actually my saddest day, because I resigned from the hospital. The reason is that I don't agree with the hospital.

Some people say that hospitals are the place where the most ghost stories happen, which is right. Since I went to work in the hospital, my face has been sallow, and I feel that the essence of my whole body has been sucked away. After 3 years in the hospital, I lost 20 pounds. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I resigned. Many people feel sorry for this and say that they have given up such a good job in vain. They always smile when they talk about it.

Today, an acquaintance had an operation in the hospital where I used to work. I can't help it. At least I still have something to do with that hospital. Help me take care of it. Isn't it a good idea to have acquaintances to do everything now?

I said hello to the anesthesiologist I used to know in the operating room and went into my friend's operating room to accompany her. As soon as she is anesthetized, I will excuse her to urinate. After all, the atmosphere here is too depressing. I left the operating room and was ready to go to the toilet to smoke a cigarette, but when I saw what was in front of me, I was really surprised that I didn't even notice that the cigarette fell to the ground. Why hasn't it left yet? That's the reason for my resignation. It turned out to be a stomach cancer patient in my hand. Because it was in the advanced stage, my family forcibly asked for an operation and died on the operating table. In those days, as long as I entered the operating room, it swayed beside me with sad eyes, no feelings but hatred. I admitted that I was afraid and resigned. I know that it can't be too far away from where it died, so I will never come to the hospital. I thought it should have left early after a year.

At the meeting I recalled, it floated towards my friend's operating room. By the time I reacted and rushed in, my friend's vital signs were gone. The last thing I saw was that it grinned and disappeared. I kept rushing out of the hospital, and I really didn't have the courage to face the possibility of becoming a friend. The next day, she got it from her family and went to the operating table to know that it was in the advanced stage of stomach cancer. Her family was very dissatisfied with my farewell, but they were embarrassed to say that they didn't even inform me to attend the funeral.

That hospital has been regarded as a forbidden place by me, and I'm afraid I will meet it.