"You didn't come to school this afternoon. I asked several classmates, but they all said they didn't know. I don't trust you. I'll come to see you after school. What's wrong with you? " Teacher Li asked.
I quickly invited Mr. Li into the house and said, "I have a fever."
Teacher Li asked again, "What about your parents? Where did they go? "
"My mother worked the night shift and came back very late. My father is on a business trip. " I said weakly.
"Then I'll carry you to the hospital." Teacher Li said.
I said, "No ..."
Before I could say anything, Miss Li put me on her back and walked out of the door. Miss Li drew back her feet and said, "No, if your mother comes back and sees that you are not at home, she will definitely look for you everywhere and write a message!" "
Say that finish, miss Li picked up a pen and a piece of paper and wrote on the paper:
Fangfang's mother:
I am Fangfang's class teacher. I saw Fangfang not going to school, so I came to see her. She was ill, so I sent her to the First People's Hospital for treatment. Please don't worry.
Teacher Li
20xx65438+February 8th
After writing, Miss Li carried me on her back and rushed into the snow. On the way, the weather seems to be against us. The wind is blowing harder and the snow is falling harder. Miss Li was afraid that I would be frozen, so she put on her coat for me. But the snowflake hit Miss Li in the face. Suddenly, Miss Li fell, but she got up again, and I don't know how many times she fell. We finally arrived at the First People's Hospital. In the hospital, after the teacher sent me to the internal medicine department, he was busy registering me and paying the money. ...
The doctor turned on the fluorescent lamp, first took my temperature with a thermometer and listened to my heart with a stethoscope. Check me carefully, let me lie in the hospital bed and hang water for me.
The medicine in the bottle dripped, so I was a little sleepy and closed my eyes. At this time, I heard the doctor say, "Mom, don't worry. The child just caught a cold and will be fine soon."
I opened my eyes. Tears fascinated my eyes. I said, "This is not my mother. This is my head teacher, Miss Li. My mother hasn't come back from the night shift yet! "
After hanging the water, Miss Li took me home. At the door, Miss Li met her mother who was about to go out. My mother listened to Miss Li's words and sent me to the hospital. She was very grateful. Teacher Li said, "Nothing, this is what our teachers should do."
Say that finish and rushed into the snow.
During the summer vacation, I don't know why. I've been running a high fever and I haven't given up. My father was on a business trip, and my mother stayed by my bed for two days until my temperature dropped. My mother travels between work and hospital. After a while, she developed a condition herself: skin allergy,
As long as it is heated, the skin itches unbearable.
Mom can't control these things. I heard that Chinese medicine is very good for health. Willy-nilly, she accompanied me to register or queue. We didn't take Chinese medicine home until noon. As soon as I got home, my mother put down her schoolbag and ran to the kitchen.
"Mom, your face can't be heated. Stay up at night. It's cooler at night. " I convinced him. "No, I'll cook at night. I didn't drink one day earlier at noon. " "Mom, why don't you put the medicine in the hospital? How convenient a small bag is. " I asked doubtfully. "The hospital is a cauldron, and the curative effect will inevitably be worse. Don't worry, you won't be bitter after drinking Chinese medicine. " Mom said with a smile, as if there was a warm current flowing through her heart. Then my mother patted me on the head: "It's hot outside, go to the living room and watch TV!" " "
Half an hour later, an unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine floated into the living room. I went to the kitchen door and gently pushed it away. A heat wave came at me, and the sun outside was like a fire, with a foot of 37 degrees; The Chinese medicine in the room is bubbling, and the flames below are dancing happily. The temperature in the room can be imagined. But my mother was still by the fire, stirring Chinese medicine for a while and looking at her watch. Sweat on her forehead slipped from her red cheeks. Look at this. Mom's face is allergic. Because of allergies, you can't scratch your face at will, you can only rub it with your hands. I feel a kind of inexplicable sadness in my heart. I quickly turned my face away and returned to the living room. Tears poured out like a flood.
Chinese medicine is boiled, and I am most afraid of drinking Chinese medicine. I carefully took the Chinese medicine in my mother's hand, held my breath and fell down. Strangely, I don't have the bitter taste that Chinese medicine can't cover. Mother took the bowl, touched my forehead and smiled. Although her face flushed, it was the most beautiful smile in my heart. It also made me understand that it was my mother's care that diluted the bitterness of the medicine juice and covered up the bitterness of pain.