佳節前夕2013.09.18鋼筆

Mid-autumn Festival Eve  2013.09.18 Fountain Pen Drawing On mid-autumn Festival Eve, the elderly patient at ICU woke up at midnight and weakly waved at me, hoping to start a conversation in order to pass the long night. “The prosecutor is detestable! It’s 450K NTD! They actually require me to give 450K for bail. I only have a son who doesn’t respect me! Useless kid! He didn’t even visit me despite the major surgery I went through!” He spoke with heightened emotions as I saw sweat, the size of beans, running down his forehead. The machine attached to him subsequently alerted the therapist’s attention as he rushed over to attend to the elderly man’s needs, “Grandpa! Calm down!” The therapist dried his forehead and adjusted the angle of his bed. “This girl is very warmhearted!” smiling, he said to the therapist. “It is something we should do!” The man suddenly began whimpering, “How I wish my own child is as caring as you are.”

中秋前一天的半夜，加護病房的老被告醒了過來，他虛弱的向我招招手，希望我跟他聊聊好打發漫漫長夜。
「⋯⋯檢察官可惡啊！四十五萬咧！竟然要四十五萬才要讓我交保⋯⋯，⋯⋯我只有這個孩子，不孝啊！了尾囝仔！我手術這麼大竟然連看都不來看！」
說到激動處豆大的汗從額頭滾了下來，身上掛的機器跟著警鈴大作，逼得護理師快步前過來照料，也不免唸他兩句：
「阿公！不要激動！」
護理師幫他擦汗，順便調整床的角度。
「查某囝仔五告五愛心！」他笑著對護理師說。
「這我們應該做的啦！」
他忽然嗚咽：「彎後生哪五安耐該瓦厚～」