会计毕竟是会计。当其他办公室的灯光渐次熄灭后,财务处的灯光却依然明亮。单位里年龄最老的葛会计和最小的我,正在为明天发工资而忙得不亦乐乎。大约快10点钟的时候,葛老说:“小张,我胸有些发闷,给我倒点水,我把药吃了”。我把杯子递过去,却发现,葛老的手抖个不停,脸也变成了酱紫色。情急之下,只好打急救电话,该死,那个老式电话怎么也拨不通。幸好,门外停放着一辆板车。于是人们司空见惯的一幕抢救场景出现在17年前的一个普通的夜晚。 After all, accounting is accounting. When the lights in other offices went out gradually, the lights in the Finance Department remained bright. The youngest Ge and the youngest me in the unit are busy enjoying their paychecks tomorrow. About 10 o’clock, Ge old said: “Zhang, I have some hair bored, water down to me, I ate the medicine.” I handed it over to the cup, but found that Ge old hands shaking, his face turned into sauce purple. In desperation, had to make emergency telephone calls, damn, why the old phone is also nowhere. Fortunately, a trolley parked outside. So people common scene rescue scene appeared in an ordinary night 17 years ago.