December 3rd is the anniversary of my relationship with the third master. To be honest, we have never celebrated this day... Because we were in the review month and couldn't meet each other.
Running back to my hometown to eat watermelon is more than a week away from our anniversary. Adhering to the spirit of "if you have money, you have to do it", I suddenly had the urge to go to Wuhan on the anniversary to find him on the evening of the 2nd.
After taking a shower, I came out, carefully peeled off a grapefruit, looked at the bill for the current month, and calmed down.
I called the third master and asked him if he had any gifts for the anniversary. In fact, I just asked casually and didn't expect anything.
As a result, he said mysteriously: "Yes."
I was pleasantly surprised to ask what it was for a long time, but he didn't say anything, but instead asked me: "Where is mine? Is there anything?"
I didn't know what to say at once. In 2015, we have known each other for nine years, and we have known each other for four years. We are familiar with each other as if we were left and right, and we have always agreed that these days of futility do not need to be celebrated.
He kept pestering him like a child asking for candy: "Where's my gift? Woo! You didn't prepare it, did you? You don't love me at all! You don't even give me gifts on anniversaries! Forget the anniversary!"
The tone was the same as my vexatiousness when he didn't give a gift the first year.
I can only honestly listen to him returning everything I said to me, and I dare not say something like "or I will go to you tomorrow for the festival in person", because I am afraid that he will buy me a ticket immediately.
Some things you can't keep thinking about, because if you think about them, they will come true.
At noon on the anniversary day, I ordered a fried chicken takeout after class and went back to the dormitory. I only took two sips of Coke. Suddenly, I received a call from the third master, who said to me in a haggard voice, "I'm in the hospital."
I was startled, "what's the matter with you?"
He is said to be rolling on the bed in pain: "Kidney stones."
Before he got this disease, I had never heard of "kidney stones". People always scare themselves because of ignorance. All I thought about was that he had stones in his body, and I asked him: "What should I do? Surgery?"
He replied, "I don't know yet. I just had a painkiller injection. The doctor will tell me what to do in a while."
While I was on the phone with him, I put my schoolbag on my back, without thinking about taking out the textbook, I said to him, "Don't be afraid, I'll go right over."
That was the second time I ran to the train station without packing my luggage. It's only been over a week since the last time, and it was all for the same person and the same thing - to see the third master.
After leaving the dormitory and running back, I took my fried chicken set meal for lunch and dinner, and then used my mobile phone to book the nearest high-speed rail ticket on the way there.
Greeted by her roommate at the station, she said, "You guys are so romantic."
I replied helplessly: "Isn't it, burning money is romantic."
When I received a message from the third master saying that no surgery was needed, my heart fell to the ground. I called my family to let me know. My mother said it doesn't matter if it's not a serious illness, but it's really inconvenient for him to be alone there. I can take care of it for a few days.
This is the first time I went to Wuhan. The previous plan was to go to him during the winter vacation, see the Yellow Crane Tower, visit the Happy Valley, and then eat and eat. As a result, this unexpected change made the travel expenses that I saved enough to waste. drift.
I asked him, "The doctor said what should you do? Can you still go to work?"
He replied: "Drink more water and take medicine. Don't go to work, even if you have stones, go to work!"
I asked happily, "Then you can ask the doctor if you can go to Happy Valley?"
He answered solemnly: "It should be possible, the small rock 'beep' on the roller coaster will be thrown out."
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I arrived in Wuhan very late, and at the exit, I saw the third master wrapped in an orange padded jacket, standing behind the railing with a pale face and waiting for me, smiling and waving at me like a fool from a distance away.
There are all snacks outside the station. The third master asked me if I wanted to eat this, and then asked me if I wanted that. I dragged him like a large dog that was about to run away at any time, shaking his head constantly: "Don't eat, don't eat, don't, don't."
He stopped in front of the food stall that he didn't know the name of and said to me, "I'm so happy that you're by my side."
I was also a little moved when I looked at him, standing not knowing what to say.
Until the boss finally couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to grab the cake?"
It is estimated that I was too nervous and did not eat well. The night I went there, my stomach started to hurt, and the next morning I rolled on the bed with pain.
As a sick patient, the third master went downstairs early in the morning to buy porridge and snacks and returned to the hotel for me to eat. Then at about ten o'clock, he started to feel unwell, and the two took a taxi to the hospital with the help of two people.
I waited for him to take the prescription and give the medicine and injection. I also called to check the stomach and said that it was acute gastroenteritis.
There was another uneasy third master, who called me after a while and said that it hurt to death. After I drew blood, I went to the infusion hall to find him, and he whispered a little embarrassedly, "I want to shush. "
I nodded: "Okay, shhhhhh."
Before going to the toilet, I stretched my head to see that no one was there, and dragged him into the cubicle in a panic. He was holding the medicine bottle by himself. I turned my head and helped him take off his pants, urging him: "Piss quickly."
He said to me a little ashamed: "Don't look."
Anyway, it's been dawdling, and it's been five minutes since the two of us came out of the cubicle.
An uncle who entered the door was startled, and exited to confirm the sign on the door. Before speaking, the cleaning aunt who was changing toilet paper outside said first: "Hey little girl, that's the men's toilet!"
My face turned red, and I didn't know how to explain it. When the third master came out, the aunt gave a clear smile, which made me even more shy.
Later, in the infusion hall, the two of us sat next to each other to infuse each other. I really deserved the name of accompanying the injection.
I felt much better after the injection for one day. When I accompany him to the infusion the next day, I played the role of escort wholeheartedly. I filled the newly bought hot water bottle with water and placed it under his hands to warm it up. Then I poured water for him to take medicine. He sat quietly beside him with his chin up.
He is also in good condition. We were sitting in the corner of the infusion room. There were very few people at that time. I turned on the computer's amplifier and listened to him together. When I heard Karen Mok's "Love", I couldn't help humming along.
"Because I will think of you, I am afraid to face myself, my will is always swallowed by loneliness"
Later, when he sang one old song after another, he almost didn't notice after losing his medicine.
When he left the hospital, he said to me aggrieved: "The day you didn't come, my blood was so old that the nurse slowly pulled it out for me."
The third master lost the liquid for three days, and his condition improved. The doctor said that he should take the medicine first, and then go to the hospital when the pain became severe. I have always been very serious about taking medicine, saying that three times a day must be taken every eight hours. The third master drank the medicine once more at 8 o'clock in the evening, so I set the alarm clock at 4 o'clock in the morning and planned to wake him up after eating before going to bed.
As a result, I didn't know what time it was in the middle of the night, but I woke up suddenly. Then I put on a coat and got out of bed to boil water, make medicine, and stir with a wooden stick. When I felt that the water temperature was about the same, the alarm on my mobile phone rang.
At that time, I was very proud, and I felt that I took good care of the third master. I slapped him on the back to wake him up, and was waiting for him to praise me. As a result, he drank the medicine and lay down in a daze. I slept soundly, and it is estimated that I might not remember waking up at night when I woke up the next day.
10
I went back to school on the weekend and went to the mail room to get the anniversary gift that the third master sent me this morning. It was a bottle of perfume, scented with cherry blossoms.
Although it was delayed for many days, although I said "don't spend money on useless things", I was still very happy. As a person looking for awkwardness, I sprayed a little and said to the third master, "The taste is too greasy."
The third master replied: "If you are tired of it, you should be tired. Anyway, I think you are sakura."
Aw, although it's very nauseous, I'm still a little excited when I think about it.
The author has something to say: Say a piece of news that I don't know if it is good news: it will not be updated every day from today~
Why pinch? Because I used to remember that those little snippets were all finished! So there seems to be no jokes to post at the moment _(:зゝ∠)_
Hahaha, why is it good news! Because when I have time, I can wait for the third master to come back and play with him! It's quite early for him to have a holiday. He will be back on February 1st. I will stay at their house to accumulate more materials! Then I’ll post it when I’ve saved up a thousand words. I’ll post it on Weibo when it’s updated. If you want, keep reading. Maybe I’ll write a ten-eight-year-old hahaha~
Also, it is not so busy at the new document filing stage now. Although Jinjiang card is coming out, I will try my best to reply to the comments that follow! Love you guys!