这是一个秋高气爽、晴空万里的早晨,我迈入医院大门,映入眼帘的是挤满候诊大厅的病人,有的在低头填写排号小票,有的在站长队等待排号,有的坐在候诊椅上仰望着呼叫显示屏……他们或是昨晚赶来,已在旅店等待了一夜,或是早晨三四点钟从四面八方赶到医院,开始候诊大厅外的排队。看见他们一个个布满血丝的双眼和充满期待的面孔,我感到责任之重。战斗即将开始,我急促地步入诊室,换上白衣,开启电脑和呼叫器…… This is a clear autumn morning. When I enter the hospital gate, I see the patients crowded in waiting halls. Some fill in the small ticket in the bow, some wait in the station queue, and some Sitting in the waiting chair and looking up at the call display... They either came last night and had already waited overnight in the inn, or rushed to the hospital from all directions at 3 or 4 in the morning to start lining up outside the waiting hall. When I saw them with bloodshot eyes and faces full of expectation, I felt the heavy responsibility. The battle is about to begin. I rush into the consulting room, put on a white coat, turn on the computer and the pager...