2. Yes, children are children and sick children after all.
3. The son staggered away. I began to regret it from the moment he went out. I think I must be the cruelest mother in the world. The child was ill, and instead of helping him, she made him worse. I just want to exercise him, so I will take him with me and give him some advice along the way, so that he can make an impression first and then follow the map later. Although this may not leave a trace of memory, there is still plenty of time. Why care about every minute of this disease?
Time passes hard, like an hourglass falling into my restless heart. Two hours have passed and my son hasn't come back yet. Although I know it takes time to see a doctor, my heart is still shrinking in pain.
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If it were all over again, I would never let him go to the doctor alone again. At this moment, I just want him by my side!
6. Son, don't complain about my indifference when you are sick. One day, you will leave me and face life alone. What I can help you in advance is to dictate a road map to you. It may not be so accurate, but talking is better than nothing.