Touching my hot forehead, I coughed one after another, and my nose joined in the fun. I rubbed it for a while and then it came out, which greatly reduced my spirit. I had to get into bed and rest, but who knows, when I woke up, my fever was even higher. My mother hurried me to the hospital. Registration, payment, testing, dispensing, intravenous drip ....., long queues one after another. In the infusion room of the hospital, I sat in a chair exhausted and slowly recalled what the doctor had just said to me: "Hang an intravenous drip for two days and have a good rest." I can't help sighing softly, alas! We need more pinholes in our hands.
Look at the people around me, almost all of them are like me, drooping their heads, listless and depressed. Like a magnet, the upper and lower eyelids gradually open and close. Without the spirit and vitality of the past, everyone is like a frosted eggplant-why, only the cough is still ringing one after another. At this moment, although it is near dusk, the number of people at the entrance of the infusion room is still increasing, and the long queue shows no sign of retiring. "There are so many people who have been recruited like me!" Looking at the scene in front of me, I deeply felt. Looking at the white transparent liquid, slowly flowing down the plastic pipe, I lay in the chair and gradually fell asleep ... Oh! The annoying cold finally passed, and I breathed the fresh air of nature, which was really comfortable! Having a healthy body is the most important thing. At this moment, I really understood the proverb that "the body is the capital of the revolution".