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Anonymous

JacquelineZabresky

“Hey，nurse!”

Amansvoice，loudandgruff，wascomingfromroom254.Iwastakingashortcutthroughthetelemetryunitafteranotherbusydayinthecriticalcareunit.Thesewerentmyatients，soIketgoing.

“Yo，blondie.”

Istoedandlookedaround.Noothernurseswereinsight，soIwenttothedoorwayofroom254andglancedin.Alargemanwithabig，friendlyfacewassittinguinthebed.HesokebeforeIhadachancetooenmymouth.“Doyourememberme?Youweremynurseonthefourthfloor.”

“Imsorry，sir，butIworkinthecriticalcareunit.Youmusthavemeconfusedwithsomeoneelse.”

Ismiled，wishedhimagoodafternoonandturnedtogoonmyway.Hisboomingvoicestoedmeagain.

“No，waitaminute.”Hestartedsnainghisfingers.“Yournameis...oh，letmethink...”

Iturnedaroundtoseehimlookinguattheceiling，ahalfsmileonhisface.Thenhelookedbackatme.

“Jackie，right?Youvegotalongblondonytail，dontyou?”

Iwasdumbfounded.

“Yes.”Isaid，eekingatmychesttomakesureIdtakenoffmynametag.（Ihad.）Ireachedbackandtouchedthetightlybraidedbunonthebackofmyhead.ThenIstudiedhisface，lookingforsomethingthatmighttriggermymemory.Hiseyeswerecool，blueandshiny.Curlysalt-and-eerhairframedhisface.

“Imsorry.Idontworkonthefourthfloor，andIjustdontrememberyou.”

“Thatsallright，Jackie.ImjustgladIgottoseeyouagain.Youcameintomyroomaboutthreeweeksago.Myheartstoeddeadonmeandyouutthoseaddlesonmychest.Irememberyoushoutingoutallthesetechnicalsoundingwords，tellingeverybodytocleartheway.Thenyoutookthoseaddlesandyoushockedmebacktolife.”

Suddenlyitdawnedonme:IhadbeeninhisroomforacodeIdforgottenabout.Hewasadifferentersonthen—unresonsive，withdilateduilsandaredandblueface.

“WhotoldyouIheledyouthatday?”Iasked，mycuriosityullingmeintohisroo

Helaughedandlookedbackuattheceiling.

“Nobodytoldme.Iwasuonthatceilingtherewatchingyou.ThatshowIsawyourlong，blondeonytail.Andwhenyouturnedtolookatthemonitor，Isawyourbeautifulface.ImsogladIgottoseeyouagain.”

Helookeddownatme，buthissmilegone.Icouldseehewasstrugglingwithhisemotions.

“Iwantedtosaythanks.Thankssomuch...”

EverytimeIassroom254now，awarmfeelingwellsuinsideme.IamgratefulfortheshortcutItookthatday，andforthefactthatIansweredthecallof“Hey，nurse!”

“嗨，护士！”

从254号病房传来一个男人高亢而粗犷的声音。刚结束特护区一天繁忙的工作，我抄近路从自动测量技术传导室经过。这些都不是我的病人，因此，我继续走我的路。

“嘿，金发女孩。”

我停住脚步，环望一下四周。除了我，附近并没有其他护士。于是，我走到254病房门口，往里看了一眼，发现一个高大的男人坐在床上，他长着一张方方正正的脸，态度非常友善。我还没来得及开口，他就说道：“还记得我吗？在四楼病房里，你照顾过我。”

“先生，不好意思，我在特护区工作。您可能认错人了。”

我微笑着祝他下午愉快，然后转身要离开。他粗犷的声音再次让我停住脚步。

“等一下，”他打了个响指，“你叫……噢，让我想想……”

我转过身来，他正看着天花板，脸上带着浅浅的笑容。不一会儿，他转过头来看着我。

“你叫杰姬，对吧？扎着长长的马尾辫，金黄的头发，对不对？”

我愣了一下，很吃惊。

“你说得很对。”说着，我低头看了一眼胸前，看看标着我名字的小牌子取下了没有（已经摘下了）。我又用手摸了摸挽成髻紧紧盘在后脑勺上的发辫。于是，我仔细地看着他的脸，想从中寻找某些显著特征勾起我的记忆。他有一双蓝色的眼睛，冷静而明亮，花白的卷发勾勒出他的面部轮廓。

“对不起，我没在四楼工作，我印象中也没你这个人。”