In Chunlei Kindergarten, Teacher Mi looked at the empty classroom with a helpless face.

The most terrifying thing about this flu is that there is a short incubation period, many children only have a slight cough at first, no other symptoms, and their mental state is the same as usual, and parents are relieved to send them to kindergarten.

After the symptoms were severe and the high fever began, the other children had been infected by the virus, and they had headaches and brain fevers and high fevers.

In recent days, more and more children have taken leave, and it is half past eight, and there are only two children in the classroom.

Even the head teacher, Mr. Li, also suffered from the flu and took leave to come to work today.

"Teacher Mi!" suddenly came a glutinous and sweet voice behind him.

Teacher Mi looked back, and Yiyi rushed over.

"Yiyi, you're here. "There are so many children in the class, Teacher Mi likes Yiyi the most, not that she is partial, but Yiyi is well-behaved, sensible and beautiful and cute, no matter which teacher meets such a child, he will like it more.

What's more, Yiyi now has no mother, and Teacher Mi's mother's love is overflowing, and he cares for Yiyi even more.

Gao Fei followed behind Yiyi, said hello to Teacher Chongmi, glanced into the classroom and said, "Just how many of them come to class?"

Teacher Mi sighed and said, "I'm all sick and resting at home." By the way, Yiyi has no symptoms, right? If you have a fever and cough, you have to take medicine to prevent it. ”

"She had a little cough yesterday, and I boiled a bowl of medicinal soup for her to eat, and she was already well. "Goofy.

"You still know medical skills?" said Mr. Mi was surprised.

Yiyi hurriedly said: "I'm very poopy, the soup I drank yesterday was sweet, not bitter at all, and my illness was cured all of a sudden." ”

"Really? Then Iyi Ke has to keep it up, don't get sick. Teacher Mi gently stroked Yiyi's little face, and her doting feelings were overflowing.

Gao Fei raised the thermos flask in his hand and said, "This is Lianhua Qingwen Soup, which I prepared for Yiyi." After lunch, the troublesome teacher fed her a small bowl of drink, which can effectively prevent and treat the flu this time. ”

Teacher Mi took the thermos flask and said, "You have a big bottle?"

Gao Fei said: "If the teachers and children also want to prevent colds, they might as well drink a little." ”

Teacher Mi smiled politely and did not answer. She didn't dare to give the children anything from outside.

Goofy kissed Yi Yi and turned to leave.

The class of the three children seemed deserted, and Teacher Mi couldn't help but miss the usual noise.

Sometimes she thinks that the children are too naughty, but suddenly she can't see those innocent little faces, and her heart is really a little empty, so she can only secretly hope that the children will recover soon, and the big deal is not to criticize them next time she is naughty.

Throughout the morning, Teacher Mi accompanied the children to play games, tell stories and listen to nursery rhymes, and after the life teacher Xiao Yukou brought lunch, she supervised them to eat the food on the plate.

After lunch, Mr. Mi didn't forget Gao Fei's advice, opened the thermos flask and poured a bowl of soup for Yiyi.

The soup is clear and warm, giving off the fragrance of lotus seeds.

What Mr. Mi didn't know was that this seemingly ordinary bowl of soup was concentrated and refined with more than a dozen kinds of medicines such as forsythia, honeysuckle, and banlan root, which expelled heat and fire, cleared the plague and detoxified, and treated almost all kinds of influenza.

Yi Yimei drank a small bowl of soup, seeing that she drank it so sweetly, and the other two children were also clamoring to drink it, of course Teacher Mi would not agree.

Finally coaxed the three children to take a nap, Teacher Mi just wanted to rest for a while, and suddenly felt an itchy nose, and "Ah Na" sneezed.

Then her head was groggy all the time, and before the children could wake up, her head hurt again.

Teacher Xiao heard that she was not feeling well, so she took out a thermometer and measured it, and her body temperature was 37.4 degrees.

"Oh no, you don't have the flu too, do you?" Mr. Xiao was startled.

"Wouldn't it?" Mr. Mi felt a chill in his heart. Headache, fever, and discomfort in the throat are really symptoms of this flu.

"That's good. Teacher Li is sick, and you fall down again. Teacher Xiao said depressedly, "You can't do this, ask for a leave and go back to rest." ”

"No...... And the children. You can't take care of it alone. Teacher Mi shook his head, but the pain worsened.

"That's not going to hold up, this flu is very bad. Teacher Xiao said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the principal if I can find someone to substitute for you." ”

Teacher Xiao went, and Teacher Mi covered his forehead, very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a sweet voice sounded: "Teacher Mi, are you sick?"

Teacher Mi raised her eyes and saw that Xiao Yiyi poked her head out from under the small quilt, her two big eyes blinking, and they were full of concern.

"The teacher is fine. Teacher Mi smiled reluctantly, "Yiyi, why don't you sleep?"

"Yi can't sleep...... Teacher Mi, if you are not feeling well, just drink a bowl of my baba soup, it is very delicious, and you won't get sick if you drink it. ”

As she spoke, she got up and wanted to pour soup for the teacher to drink. But the thermos flask was placed on the table, it was too high to reach, and I was about to cry.

Teacher Mi hurriedly said, "Yiyi, it's okay teacher. ”

"No, the teacher must be sick. Yi Yi cried with a sad face, "Last time my mother was sick, she was so sad like a teacher. Yi Yi didn't want to see the teacher upset. ”

Teacher Mi's heart seemed to be hit by a bullet, and she really wanted to go over and hug this innocent and cute little guy, but she was afraid that the virus would infect her, so she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Okay, can the teacher go drink by himself?" ”

"You can't lie to Yiyi!" Yiyi is quite stubborn.

"The teacher doesn't lie to you. Teacher Mi forced a smile.

Yi obediently returned to the small quilt, but poked out half of her brain, and a pair of big black eyes secretly spied over.

Teacher Mi could only pour out a bowl of soup.

Lianhua Qingwen soup is boiled very lightly, with a sweet aroma in the slight heat, which is the taste brought by the addition of lotus seeds and mint in the herbs.

"Then take a sip. Yiyi's eyes were full of expectation, and Teacher Mi really didn't want to let the child down.

A sip of soup in the mouth, warm and soft, falling in the throat, unexpectedly there is a cool and pleasant feeling.

Honeysuckle and mint are a good way to clear your throat and certainly make you feel comfortable.

After taking a sip, Mr. Mi couldn't help but take a second sip, and then the third and fourth sips, and before I knew it, a small bowl of soup was drunk cleanly.

"Yiyi, your father's soup is delicious. Teacher Mi couldn't help but praise.

Yi Yi suddenly showed a very proud expression: "Baba cooking is delicious!"

"Really?" Teacher Mi smiled, not knowing if it was the psychological effect or the medicinal decoction was really effective, she felt much more comfortable.

Ten minutes later, when Mr. Xiao and the class teacher returned to the classroom, they were surprised to find that Mr. Mi was dressing the three children in high spirits.