同桌生病了,我熟练帮她挂号,缴费,拿药。是的,我对这流程了如指掌,毕竟医院里有太多隐藏的故事及不可名状的情怀。到处都是触摸得到的回忆。病房里有个不肯吃药不愿打钉的小妹妹,她倔强地紧闭双唇,那可爱模样让我想起了小时的自己,我特讨厌吃药,每次都会哭闹上好一会儿,我妈就想了个办法,每回在我乖乖吃完药后奖励我一颗糖,那是我童年最甜美的滋味。 The same table is sick, I know how to help her register, pay, take medicine. Yes, I know all about this process, after all, there are so many hidden stories and unspeakable feelings in the hospital. Touching memories are everywhere. Ward refused to take medicine refused to nail the little sister, she stubbornly closed her lips, that cute look reminds me of the hour, I hate taking medicine, every time I cry for a while, My mom wanted a way, every time after I obediently reward me a candy, it is the sweetest taste of my childhood.