One night, in the dead of night, the street was empty. At this time, I was lying in bed groaning in pain-I had a fever. When my mother found out, she quickly took a thermometer to take my temperature. Look! 39 degrees Celsius. At this time, my mother was anxious like a cat on hot bricks, but now my father is on a business trip and my mother can't drive, so she has to wear pajamas and slippers to carry me to the hospital.
According to the doctor's diagnosis, I will be hospitalized for intravenous drip. When the needle stuck in my wrist, when I was lying in a cold hospital bed, my mother was always with me, touching me, singing to me and letting me sleep, but I knew that my mother stayed up all night. The next morning, as soon as I got up, I saw the thin faces of my energetic grandparents and mother. At this time, my mother kindly asked me: "Ruidong, are you better?" Just now, the doctor said that you can leave the hospital with a few more bottles of intravenous drip. My mother was afraid that you would be bored, so she brought some comic books you like. In addition, I cooked cucumber porridge to make breakfast for you ... "After listening to my mother's words, I felt a ray of warm spring light shooting into my heart, which made me feel the greatness of maternal love.
The next morning, my fever went down and the doctor said I could leave the hospital. On the same day, my mother accompanied me out of the hospital. At this time, the flowers outside the hospital are blooming brightly, as bright as our mother and son's faces.