Six years ago, she was an intern at the School of Nursing, and he was a post-cardiac patient who was just out of danger.
Across the huge glass window of the ICU, she turned him over sixteen times in silence in order to prevent bedsores.
On the other side of the glass, he was awake, counting sixteen times silently in the haze of the analgesic pump.
They didn't even have time to exchange names or even say "hello."
His mother called with a cold voice: "You don't deserve it."
In less than two hours, she signed the consent form for surgery alone and was pushed into the emergency operating room - she had a ruptured ectopic pregnancy and massive abdominal bleeding.
There was only her signature on that list. She didn't tell anyone, including him, who was in the ICU waiting to recover.
Six years later, she was the nurse in charge of the ICU, and he was the deputy chief physician of cardiac surgery who returned from parachute.
On the first day of their reunion, he called her name from behind. During the 20 minutes of darkness when the whole hospital had a power outage, he pressed her hand on the breathing balloon, jointly maintaining the vital signs of another person.
There were no questions, no forced kisses, and no bloody running with the ball.
There was just millet porridge in his insulated lunch box, which he tried for three months before finally adding the right amount of sugar;
It was New Year's Eve under the ginkgo tree, with his palms upward, just waiting for her to let her in voluntarily;
They were two supermarket receipts that had been kept for six years: one was for three kinds of rice because he didn't know what kind of porridge she liked to drink; the other was a bouquet of nine-eight daisies that withered and flourished in a vase at the nurse's station, never signed.
On the seventh day outside the ICU, the waveforms on the monitor were still regular.
Fortunately, my heart is still beating and everything is still possible.
Intention: True love is not a vigorous rescue, but somewhere you can't see, someone has kept a heart silently for six years - and then when you find out, your heart is still beating, and you can do anything.