我进医学院的第一天,所有课程都没有触及正题,只有病理学老师在白板上潦草地写了一个词:死亡。这个词在白板上一直保留着,第二天早上才被擦去。在随后的日子里,伴随着学医的脚步,我面对的死亡越来越多,于是我慢慢地去学会读懂死亡。并把在医学院实习期间的所见所闻记录下来。 On the first day of my admission to medical school, all the courses did not touch the topic. Only the pathologist wrote a word on the whiteboard: death. The word was kept on the whiteboard and was wiped off the next morning. In the following days, with the pace of medical education, I faced more and more deaths, so I slowly learned to understand death. He recorded what he saw and heard during his internship in medical school.