The price of eating instant noodles after blowing the cold wind is that my stomach wrenches all night, and I vomit all night. Early in the morning, several dormitory sisters borrowed bicycles and took me to Yanda Hospital.

I was still vomiting at the entrance of the hospital, and I was still vomiting when I hung the water, and I didn't need to look to know that my face was bloodless. After hanging the two bottles of water, I didn't vomit, but my stomach was still uncomfortable, and I felt that my stomach would be squeezed by my ribs, and the pain was unbearable; When I lay down, my stomach seemed to burn, and my whole body was hollow and painful, and I couldn't do any posture, so I could only sit on the bed with the quilt pillow behind me, and half lean.

I can't eat, and I don't dare to drink more water, and if I drink a little more, I will vomit again. The dormitory sisters took turns to accompany me, but the past few days have been full of main classes, and I am so sorry that I want them to come back after class.

I leaned on the side of the bed and gritted my teeth, silently swearing in my heart that as long as I get better this time, I will never blow the cold wind again in the future.

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