The appointment to go to the hospital for prescription medicine the day before was postponed to 10:30 because I had to do housework in the morning. But now I looked up at the alarm clock and felt like I was going to be late again.
I get up in the morning, wash clothes, wash sheets, mop the floor, wash hair, and tidy up the house. Every time it is a day off, I am busy. When the house is almost cleaned, it is time to go to the hospital for treatment.
I packed up my things without stopping and set off. After two stops on the subway, I went to a nearby hospital, only to be informed that the medicine I was prescribed was out of stock. For some reason, several hospitals reported that this medicine was out of stock. I could only return the registration form and return in frustration.
Suddenly I remembered that he had class today and I could go to his school. After registering the declaration information and getting approval, we went to the famous institution of higher learning in Danjing City.
As soon as I stepped out of the subway station named after the school, I was quite shocked. It selects poems written by ancient heroes, which makes people feel excited and have a sense of ambition to fight for the Great Xia.
When I arrived at the school, I saw a wide and clean road with ancient trees on both sides. Large expanses of February orchids bloomed around the ancient trees into a beautiful sea of flowers.
I went to the convenience store and bought a latte to wait for him in the third classroom.
On the road, I saw a mother who looked to be only 1.55 meters tall pushing her 1.8 meter son in a wheelchair to class.
When he encountered the steps, the son stood up. The mother lifted the wheelchair up first. The son used the crutches in his arms to support his body and took a step up with great effort.
Then get in the wheelchair and push again.
For some people, if God closes a door for them, he will always open another window for them. I think although he may have a disability in his legs, he must be very rich in thought.
The phone rang again: "Where are you? I'll give you the meal card."
He handed the meal card into my hand and allowed me to move around freely. He went to take a class on Marxism that seemed boring but was taught by an interesting teacher.
I took my meal card to the library, which felt very antique. But maybe because of its age, there is a hint of damp musty smell. My nose has always been sharper than the average person's and I can always pick up scents that other people miss. I didn't stay too long and decided to move somewhere else.
We walked and came to the North District Canteen. Because it has been renovated, it is particularly spacious and bright.
Because the school is very big and the cafeteria is very far from the main entrance, it feels like a paradise as soon as you enter.
Looking at the students who were studying in their seats before lunch, I felt a little envious of them for having such a good environment.
Although it is a canteen, there are many independent spaces and seats. The learning environment and canteen are well integrated.
I found a conference room and sat down, turned on the computer and started studying.
An hour later, a classmate knocked on the door and explained that she had made an appointment here and needed to hold a meeting here. I immediately nodded in understanding, packed my things and left.
I found a sofa booth and sat down. The girl next to me was typing on the keyboard very quickly and fluently, and it even felt like her hand speed couldn't keep up with her brain.
I studied for another 2 hours. My eyes were sore and swollen and I couldn't open them. Get up and go to the bathroom to rest and adjust before continuing.
Just then he called: "The class is finally over. I'm exhausted, but I gained a lot. Where should we go to eat?"
"Come to the North District Canteen, there's a lot to eat here!" I was a little excited thinking that there would be delicious food soon.
We walked around the canteen and felt that all eight major cuisines in Daxia, including Western, Japanese, and Korean cuisines, are available here.
He was a little hungry, so he quickly ordered rice noodles with sausage and a soy pancake as a gift, which looked delicious.
I recently lost weight and wanted to eat lighter, so I went to the small bowl area next to it and ordered steamed eggs, sweet potatoes and winter melon pork ribs.
We sat down and ate happily.
This is a day in my life. He asked me to write this down on Saturday morning.
I originally thought it was good,
At this moment, while I was leaning on the bed and casually browsing short videos, he read what I wrote and gave an unceremonious comment: "Wei, what you wrote is too fluent."
"That's not what you said this morning."
I also replied to him angrily,
Because he told me in the morning: "You write a very detailed account, and what I write is very specific. It seems that I would write 10,000 words just to see a rapeseed flower." '
I was brushing comfortably when he urged me again: "Go and take a shower!"
It's just annoying, who urges me to do this and that every day, am I your nanny? ? ?
