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王静舒是她写在病历表上的假名字。她用碳素笔尖在白纸上狠狠划出这三个字的快感让她以为自己在扎小人。她坐在医生对面,目睹一对年轻情侣以及不知其中哪位的母亲经过插队在她面前张牙舞爪地跟医生咨询着什么。医生说,手术刚一个月,还不能查出是不是再次怀孕,还要再等两周做B超。王静舒瞪着铜铃眼凶狠地盯着那个男人,她也不大清楚自己究竟是因为他们插了队,还是因为别的。“你去对面那屋输液,护士会照顾你。”医生温柔地对王静舒说。一个精瘦矮小的女人先于她推开对面的门,先于她从护士那里拿到了最后一枚枕头——屋里十几张病床几乎满了。当王
Wang Jingshu is her pseudonym written on the medical record form. She used carbon nibs on white paper severely delineated the joy of these three words so that she thought she was barren. She sat across from the doctor and saw a young couple and some of the mothers who did not know which of them consulted with the doctor in front of her. The doctor said that just a month after the operation, it still can not find out whether it is pregnant again, but also wait for two weeks to do B-mode ultrasound. Wang Jingshu staring at the brass ring eyes fiercely watching the man, she did not know whether they are because they plugged in the team, or because of anything else. “You go to the opposite room infusion, nurses will take care of you. ” The doctor said softly to Wang Jingshu. A lean little woman preceded her by pushing the door to the opposite, before she got her last pillow from the nurse - almost a dozen beds in the house were almost full. When the king