In our life, there are always some things that move us, and we can't forget them after moving. In my mind, there is such a thing that makes me feel very moved, and I still remember it deeply!

It was a summer night. I felt feverish and uncomfortable, so I called out to my mother. Mother came over, reached out her hand and touched my forehead, said: "Oh, it's so hot! The child has a fever. Get dressed quickly, and I will send you to the hospital." Mother came to my clothes, raised me with both hands, dressed me, and was ready to send me to the hospital.

My mother helped me out of the house and took a bus to the hospital. Because it was evening, the hospital seemed very quiet. My mother helped me to the doctor, and she said anxiously to the doctor: "Doctor, the child is ill. Look, what's the matter?" The doctor asked me to open my mouth and make a sound of "ah", then gave me a temperature test, comforted her mother, "The child's problem is not serious, it's OK to reduce the fever. You need infusion and take medicine." My mother helped me to the infusion place, and let me sit there, She hurried to pay the money and get the medicine. After a while, my mother came back. Beans of sweat hung all over her forehead. Before she could wipe off the sweat, she asked the doctor to give me an infusion.

Looking at the large needle tube, I felt like a little rabbit in my heart, pounding, nervous and afraid. My mother saw what was on my mind, put her arm around my shoulder, and said gently, "Don't be afraid, relax. Close your eyes, the needle will be like being bitten by an ant, and it will not hurt at all." So, my heart calmed down a lot, and I closed my eyes, and as expected, I did not feel the pain and lost the liquid.

The liquid medicine drips in the earthworm like pipe. My mother has been hugging me, looking at me closely, afraid that I might have any discomfort, and asked from time to time: "How do you feel now?" I told my mother that she is not so uncomfortable now, her face is much better, and she is not so nervous. After a while, I felt thirsty. My mother ran out of the hospital and bought water for me to drink from the nearby shop.

Time flies. When I finished infusion, it was already one o'clock in the morning. My mother held my wrist to the doctor for recheck. The doctor said that I was no longer in serious trouble. My mother was relieved and asked about the time and dose of medicine.

It was half past one when we finished all this work. I feel weak in my legs and can't open my eyes. My mother squatted down and said to me, "Come on, I'll carry you home." Lying on my mother's back, I felt all the pains had gone out of my mind. At that moment, I felt my mother's back was so warm, and I felt my throat was blocked, and tears fell down!

Mom, thank you, thank you for all that you have done for me. I will take good care of myself in the future and won't let you worry any more!