When I got home, I rushed into my mother's room. Mom's face is burning red, take her temperature-38.5 degrees! I ran into the bathroom in a hurry, folded the wet towel into a rectangle and put it on my mother's forehead to help her cover the quilt. Then I ran to the hospital, told the doctor about my mother's symptoms, and took home the medicine and antipyretic plaster prescribed by the doctor.
The doctor said not only to take western medicine, but also to drink Chinese medicine soup. So, I want to make medicine soup for my mother! Fortunately, I just came prepared and asked about the amount of water and dosage, otherwise this medicine soup would not be cooked. It takes an hour to boil the medicine soup. Isn't it a waste of time waiting in the kitchen? Walking into my mother's bedroom, my mother is much better now with antipyretic stickers. I sang a lullaby like she usually coaxed me: "Go to sleep, dear mother, my daughter loves you and likes you …" My mother finally fell asleep. I walked out of the bedroom and closed the door gently.
Walking into the living room, I remembered my mother's habit of mopping the floor once a day, so I quickly picked up a bucket of water and picked up a mop to mop the floor. Alas, after all, "it is easier to see flowers than to embroider"! It's not a good job to sweep the living room, three-bedroom and kitchen at home and drag it again. After that, I dragged myself onto the sofa. Suddenly, I smelled a strong smell of medicine and looked at the time. It turns out that the medicine soup is cooked! I sifted out the medicinal materials, poured a bowl full of medicinal soup and took it into my mother's bedroom. "Mom, mom, it's time to drink medicine soup!" I woke up my mother gently. "ouch!" I accidentally got burnt by the soup spilled from the bowl. "Wen Er, are you all right?" Mother asked lovingly, her eyes filled with tears. "It's all my fault. If I wasn't sick, you wouldn't have to do this! " Mom has been blaming herself. "No, mom, don't say that. Drink the medicine quickly. " I put the medicine to my mother's mouth ... After my mother finished drinking the medicine soup, I walked out of the bedroom.
But at this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that my mother and I haven't decided to eat yet! Well, it's all my fault. I am usually a "little princess" at home. I don't wash dishes or cook. I never put my hand in it. Great! Mom has a fever, and lunch is not nutritious. Eating instant noodles is not good for your health. I had to rummage through a cookbook, buy food and try to cook a dinner. I brought porridge and vegetables into my mother's bedroom. I feed my mother bite by bite. I know I have a bad life, but my mother eats very sweetly. After dinner, washing dishes has become a big problem again! I touched the bowl with my hand. Sticky and disgusting! I have to wear rubber gloves to wash dishes. ...
It's time for bed. I went into my mother's bedroom. Tonight, I must sleep with my mother to take care of her. I told my mother a story: "The duckling swims and swims …" Suddenly, I saw something shining in my mother's eyes …
The next day, when my father came home, he heard my recovered mother say all this, touched my head excitedly and said happily, "Our Xinxin has really grown up!" " "
This time I not only took care of my mother wholeheartedly, but also learned to do housework, which was praised by my father. I will take more care of and care for my parents in the future!