Prayer at 6:46 PM

doi:10.3969/j.issn.2095-9753.2025.03.012

Abstract：A normal morning, I changed into my work uniform and arrived at the office early. As soon as I entered the room, I saw a new patient on the central monitoring station. 'We admitted a patient with gastrointestinal bleeding. The endoscopy didn't find a clear bleeding site. A middle-aged man, not very old but with many underlying diseases—hypertension, diabetes, and heart disease. He had two stents placed in his heart a year ago...' As soon as I entered, the night shift doctor started the handover. We went to the patient's bedside; he was weakly propped up in bed. 'Today we need to give him some blood. The hemoglobin level is 65g/L, and he has black stools.' Hearing us talking, the weak middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes. 'How are you feeling? Any discomfort?' He smiled, his dark face making his teeth look especially white. 'It's okay, doctor. I feel much better. The frequency of my bowel movements has decreased compared to yesterday.' 'Then you should rest well. You can't eat today. We'll give you some intravenous nutrition. The nurse is outside the door; call us if you feel anything wrong.' After the ward round, we started our busy work during the day.