at that moment,i stare at this heart beating slowly right infront of me~

with the chest wall ripped opened~

i can sense the hell guards are somewhere ready to take this man away~

even defil has served no purpose anymore~

so

the surgeon's hand make his way into this man's chest wall~

squeezing his heart,hoping tO see some beating~

with his eyes half open~

i close and tape his eyes for him~

at that moment,i feel no sadness~

i just feel the pressure from the surgeon's shouting~

and how we all moved pt from the CCU into OT~

everyone was there to helped~

when all was done~

i stepped back and stared at the pt again with a ripping chest wall~

thinking will he make it through tonight?

how would i/you have felt if he happened to be someone close to me/you?