Did the little mute speak today?

Han Lin's parents have a bad temper, but the elders of the previous generation are very good, and they loved Han Lin very much when they were alive.

It's a pity that they all went early and failed to protect Han Lin for a few more years.

There is a shop selling yellow and white chrysanthemums at the entrance of the cemetery, and the number of people who come to worship at this point is about zero. Han Lin got off the car to buy flowers, and Chaoge looked at the cemetery with his bag on his back. He felt that the place was extremely peaceful.

Four old people were buried here, all of them were buried together. They bought four bunches of flowers, and each of them walked up slowly holding two bunches.

On the way, Chaoge couldn't use sign language, so Han Lin didn't speak, and walked up the stairs quietly.

Only at this moment did the sun hang low in the sky, exuding some inconspicuous warmth, but the cemetery was still too cold, and Chaoge shivered all the way as he walked.

When he was about to reach the place, Han Lin saw that his face was turning pale from the cold, and frowned and asked, "Have you attached the baby warmer yet?"

Chaoge nodded, exhaled a breath of white air, looked at Han Lin with wet eyes, with a bewildered expression.

Han Lin was so distressed that he quickened his pace and took Chao Ge to the place and put down the bouquet.

He covered Chaoge's hand and rubbed it, it was cold.

"After the worship, go back to the car and drink some hot water." Han Lin said.

Chaoge nodded obediently.

When the elders passed away, Chao Ge and Han Lin were not very old, and it was not possible to say how deep their feelings were, but it was impossible to have no feelings at all.

They obediently helped wipe the tombstone clean, bowed silently, and rushed to another area to sweep the tomb after the end.

More than half an hour later, Han Lin returned to the car with Chaoge, who was almost frozen.

At this moment, Chaoge's face was numb.

Han Lin's hands were still hot, so he unscrewed the thermos, poured out a cap and blew it until it was warm, before handing it to Chaoge to drink.

After two cups of hot water, Chao Ge's pale face looked a little more comfortable.

[It's cold today, I read the weather forecast and it's cooling down again. ] Chaoge's fingers were stiff, and he gestured slowly.

"If you don't get out of the car next time, I'm going to visit the grave. Don't catch a cold during the Chinese New Year." Han Lin said.

Chaoge shook his head quickly: [No, I'm going, how can I not go, I'm fine, let's just move faster. ]

Han Lin had nothing to do with Chaoge, so he could only say, "Then you put on two more pieces of warm baby, did you bring the hot water bottle?"

Chaoge shook his head: [I'm really fine, let's go, if you don't walk at this point, the road will start to be blocked. ]

Han Lin glanced at his watch, and it was indeed the rush hour, so he could only drive away from the cemetery and go to the next one.

The road was a bit congested, but fortunately, when we reached the next cemetery, the sun was already high. Although the temperature had cooled down, the sun shone on our bodies, which still slightly eased the chill in the cemetery.

Holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand, Chaoge followed Han Lin step by step.

"Some time ago, our department sent away a grandfather." Han Lin said, "He has lived with us for almost two years, and his health has been going up and down, but he still hasn't survived this winter."

Chaoge listened silently.

"The old man is a learned man. He likes to read books and practice calligraphy in the ward. He wrote a picture before and said he would give it to me. Sometimes there are children living in the hospital, and he will tell stories to the children." Han Lin said, " The old man is open-minded, and before he left, he asked the younger generation to sign to agree to donate the body, and he wanted to leave something in the end."

Chaoge looked at Han Lin's back.

"A few days ago, I heard that the Red Cross hung the old man's nameplate on the Bo'ai Garden. Let's go and see him later." Han Lin said.

Nod to the song.

The Boai Garden is a high wall specially built by their city in the cemetery. There are many nameplates on it, all of which belong to the body donors.

After sweeping the graves of the grandparents, Chaoge and Han Lin walked to Bo'ai Garden hand in hand.

Standing under the wall, Han Lin looked at the names on the entire wall and said, "I remember the names of many of them."

Chao Ge nodded again.

Not only Han Lin remembered, but Chaoge also remembered part of it.

Because when Han Lin came here, he would occasionally tell Chao Ge that some people's hearts were transplanted to another person through him.

They are all great.

"...make the ephemeral last forever." Han Lin whispered the words written on the wall.

Chaoge held his hand tightly, and heard him say in a low voice beside him: "May our generation study hard, work tirelessly, and climb to the peak of medicine."

Chaoge listened silently.

"Do our best to eliminate the pain of human beings and help the perfection of health."

"Save the dying and heal the wounded, no matter the hardships."

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Medical Student Oath:

Health is linked to life.

When I step into the holy medical school, I solemnly swear:

I volunteer to devote myself to medicine, love the motherland, be loyal to the people, abide by medical ethics, respect teachers and discipline, study hard, work tirelessly, strive for perfection, and develop in an all-round way.

I am determined to do my best to eliminate human illnesses, help improve health, maintain the sanctity and honor of medical skills, save lives and heal the wounded, spare no effort, pursue persistently, and strive for the development of the medical and health cause of the motherland and the physical and mental health of human beings for the rest of my life.

——Annex 1991 of the Higher Education Department of the State Education Commission [106] No. [-]—