In fact, before the university started, I felt that the university was full of longing, which allowed me to meet good classmates, roommates and teachers during the university. Facts have proved that there is not much contradiction between us. In my opinion, we get along quite well. Something happened, not my own business, but it also touched me.

Our college roommate has a classmate. Her stomach is not particularly good. She often has gastroenteritis, sometimes her stomach hurts, and then she doesn't dare to move in bed.

We all have this problem with her, and then every time we see her uncomfortable, we will pour her hot water. Although it is a simple matter, I think it reflects the deep feelings between our roommates.

Once, just before eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, my roommate's stomach suddenly hurt again. She was sweating profusely, and then her body twitched uncontrollably. All of us don't know what's going on and are at a loss.

But at that time, our school hospital was closed and the door of our dormitory was closed. We think she should go to the hospital, so we all want to accompany our roommate to a nearby hospital.

At this moment, our housemaster came forward. She thought that all of us could not solve any problems, and then sent a representative. At that time, because it was winter vacation and the weather was cold, everyone was ready to sleep. At her suggestion, we agreed to support her idea.

Then all of us are ready to get dressed for this sick roommate, and the representative is our housemaster. Because the specific location of our university is relatively remote, the person in charge of the school has also prepared a fruit knife to prevent accidents.

In fact, what matters is bitterness and * * *. Everyone was so nervous that I couldn't forget it. Fortunately, my roommate is fine, otherwise we would all be ready to go to the hospital to accompany our bed.