这样绝望的日子，也不知道何时才是个尽头。                                                                                苏韵又去了趟公寓，没想到苏柠柠发烧了。                                                                                她找了药给苏柠柠吃下，“过一阵子要还是不退烧，我们就去打点滴。”                                                                                苏柠柠摇头：“没事，可能这两天没休息好。”                                                                                苏韵心疼的看着苏柠柠，事到如今，她什么都帮不了。上午打了个电话给林樾，他没接，直到现在也没回。                                                                                她不知道是林樾知道了这事，不愿意掺和，还是他忙没看到电话。                                                                                经历了那么多，她也看清了人情冷暖，就不再有奢望。                                                                                掏出手机，在电话本查出一个号码，犹豫半晌。这个人帮过她太多，五年前走投无路时，三年前最最绝望时，幸好都有这个人。                                                                                她最终点了拨通建，可惜电话转到语音信箱，她这才想起，那个人要在纽约待上大半年。                                                                                这个城市里，她几乎是举目无亲，认识的也都帮不上忙，苏柠柠这事，她感觉到了山穷水尽的地步。                                                                                                                                                                两天后，还是她的夜班。                                                                                后半夜没有急诊手术病人，苏韵就在值班室打了个盹，恍惚间门被推开，她迷迷糊糊的睁开眼，还以为眼花没看清，没想到蒋慕承来找她。                                                                                蒋慕承端了一杯温水递给她，“喝点水，嘴唇都发干了。”