I have lived through an aera ,where too often ,i thought i'm the NO1 student who can use knife to open patient's skin with good skill in NO2 hospital.But today when i saw a girl who sleep forever in the coffin,and saw a mum's tears,i was affected by something.

      I don't know the whole process of the girl's treatment,but while,the girl maybe haven lots of dreams she has no time  to realize them,and i just konw a mother have lost her daughter forever.

      I don't know how long,the lengths of life?

      But i konw the patient's lengths of life exist in our pens and our languages,in our syringe and our knives,in the strict mind of orders and the pride hardest working people in hospital.

      Even as we make more and more carefully orders to bring our medical treatment faults down,but we should clear to konw that our orders will determin the destiny of every patient and their family.This paper i want to tell myself and my colleagues:Patient has no small thing.