又一个幼小的生命离我们而去,与以往不同的是,这是一个非洲的埃博拉患儿。昨天进病房时,瘦小的身躯还在简陋的病床上断断续续地抽搐,还有些许生命体征;而今天,没有家人的陪伴,没有母亲的温存,甚至没有亲属的送别,病床上空无一人。我问自己:我能为他做些什么?我为什么来到这里?我 Another little life is going away from us. Unlike the past, this is an Ebola child in Africa. Yesterday, when I was in the ward, my skinny body was twitching intermittently in a shabby bed, with a few vital signs. Today, I have no one in my bed without my family’s companion, my mother’s warmth, or even my relative’s farewell. I asked myself: What can I do for him? Why did I come here? Me