女人被抬进病房时天已完全黑下来。女人痛苦的呻吟声悠长响亮,闪着锋利的寒光,划开住院部长走廊由来苏水气味织就的沉重空气,似棉帛持续撕裂,在病房里起起落落。男人一直抓着女人的手,不断重复一些没什么力度又毫无逻辑的黏糊话语。女人放在病床上的瞬间病痛似乎骤然加剧,她长声嚎叫:“我难受死了,让我死了吧,让我死了吧!” It was completely dark when the woman was carried into the ward. A groan of painful long and loud woman, flashing a sharp cold light, cut open the hospital corridor of water from the Soviet Union to the heavy air woven fabric, like cotton continued to tear, rising and falling in the ward. Men have been holding a woman’s hand, constantly repeating some of the less forceful and no logical sticky words. The sudden onset of the woman’s pain in the bed seems to be aggravating as she growls at howl: “I am sad, let me die, let me die!”