12:38 p.m. - 2008-06-30
Real Love
One busy a morning and the about eight thirty, hospital come one old man, look more than 80 years old, come to take out stitches for the thumb. He says to me, he has an important appointment, hope I can look after at 9 o'clock eagerl daisy.
I ask the old man to sit down first, have seen his case history. Think, if according to the case history, the old man should go to look for another doctor to take out stitches, but then must wait for an hour at least. For the respect to the old man, just I was a little free time at that time, I came to take out stitches for the old man. I open gauzes, check the condition of an injury of the old man, see the condition of an injury has basically already healed, take out stitches for old man meticulously, and some prevent medicine that is infect apply for him. In the course of treating, I and old man engage in a small talk a few words. Whether I have asked him already with the designated time of doctor taking out stitches for him. The old man does not say, he know that doctor goes to work at half past 9. I ask curiously: " Then what do you still come to do so early? " The old man smiles too shily: " I want the wife who get to recovery room and I at 9 o'clock to have breakfast togethe sweetheart.
This must be a pair of affectionate old couple, I guess, the topic turns into old man's wife's health. The old man tells me, the wife has already treated quite long period in the recovery room, she has suffered from senile dementia. Talk one, I have already finished wrapping up for the old man. I ask: " If you have gone late, will your wife be angry? " The old man explains: " That can not, 5 years ago at least, she did not know who I a enjoyment.
I feel very surprised: " Did not know you 5 years ago? You still insist on having breakfast with her every morning, even unwilling to be late for one minute? " The old man says with a smile: " Yes, have breakfast with my wife together at 9 o'clock every morning, it is the most important appointment of mine, how could I break the promise? "
" But she has known nothing! " I nearly escape one's lips.
The old man has smiled again, smile a little happily, seem to get back to two people decades ago in affectionate and incomparable happy day again, the old man says to me word by word: " She does not really know who I am, however, I clearly know who she is! "
Having listened to old man, I wanted to shed the tears suddenly, I meditated in the heart: Is not this that that kind which a lot of people and I have expected in all one's life love? Real love may not be romantic, but must be sincere; Real love should be in your Heart
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