013 Sick Miss Cat
Today is the eighth day since Miss Mao immediately arrived. Mao Xiaoqi called Miss Mao.
"Xiao Qi, the cold symptoms have basically disappeared, but it is obvious that the body is still weak, so there is no need for you to come over."
After taking a nap in the afternoon, Miss Cat felt the sunshine outside through the window.
So Miss Cat changed her clothes and walked into the Maoxi River, which she hadn't seen for a long time.
Miss Cat unconsciously walked straight into the "Tingyu Pavilion".
Seeing that there was no one, Miss Cat walked in and sat down slowly. There were not many people in the garden.
The adults walked or sat quietly in twos and threes.
Their expressions looked a bit solemn.
Cats are also very quiet.
Even the vibrant beaches on weekdays aren't as busy as usual.
Instead, the dogs and their owners were having fun in the open space on the right.
It seems that nothing is happening in the world, and the animal world may not be as helpless as humans.
Compared with the flowers before I got sick, the flowers, plants and trees have obviously become older.
The branches that were originally sparse are now even sparser.
The grass that held its head high in the impression also lowered its yellow head.
Looking around, there is very little green in the entire park.
Miss Cat thinks this season is really deep.
Yes, there is a year after the winter solstice.
Seeing that it was the yellow moon in December, Miss Cat couldn't help but sigh.
In this helpless and helpless year of Renyin, can Miss cats say goodbye to you with such a tragedy? Looking back on the experience of these few days, it is really thrilling, crazy and thin.
First, they fell, then their wives and sons.
Subsequently, within three days, almost all of their relatives were recruited one after another, especially two pairs of elderly people, both in their 80s, with serious underlying diseases, and there was no emergency medicine reserve at home.
They can only rely on their weak bodies to resist the burning heat.
If you were their cat, wouldn't your heart break?
Miss Cat's brother and sister worked outside and had to stick to their heavy workload and had to call their friends for help.
When Miss Cat was at a loss, Mao Xiaoqi fortunately sent her love and helped Miss Cat solve a big problem, which was to rescue people in need.
One day, this friendship should be reported as a glass of wine!
In this way, Miss Cat and her wife drove to deliver the poison to their parents.
As a result, Miss Cat's heart seemed to be a little comforted.
After all, patients cannot panic because of the medicine in their hands.
Miss Cat's wife didn't even get off the bus and went to live in the Bird's Nest.
This is the wife in distress.
Let Miss Cat tell you: This is difficult!
Fortunately, Miss Cat received the news today that the conditions of the two elderly couples are basically stable.
Thank God!.
Unknowingly, Miss Cat's fragile eyes shed tears. Was it emotion or heartbeat?
Or both.
Miss Cat knows that all the evil in the world is caused by Miss Cats themselves, but how can Miss Cats let those old people and cats suffer together with Miss Cats?
There are also good-hearted people at the bottom.
They work day and night, travel rain or shine, and rarely have one free day in a year to visit their elderly parents and children to receive care and enjoy even a moment of care.
How could Miss Cats let such a simple person go through this disaster with Miss Cats?
Earth, what do you mean by earth, is it good or bad?
God, you are wrong in judging good and evil! In a trance, Miss Cat seemed to hear the sound of rain again, ticking, ticking...
Just like what Miss Cat often heard here when she was restless these years.
The continuous sound of rain inspires Miss Cat and enlightens Miss Cat.
It hasn't stopped for three years.
So many years of gloom have nourished Miss Cat's mood and shattered Miss Cat's dream.
At this moment, Miss Cat seemed to hear it tirelessly saying: There are stars in the temple, you can keep them until dawn. A gust of wind blew, and Miss Cat subconsciously tightened her coat and stood up to exercise her muscles.
In front of Miss Cat, the withered grass was covered with thick yellow leaves, reflecting the afternoon sun, and Miss Cat felt sleepy.
The swaying willow trees by the river are all old.
The only leaves are still floating away from the branches, rolling in the air, and then falling silently to the ground or water.
A few birds stood on the bare branches of Melia, chirping.
They may not know what kind of chaos and pain the sky went through just yesterday.
So Miss Cat closed her eyes, "In front of this troubled world, who are Miss Cats? Who thinks Miss Cats are arrogant?
A blade of grass, a wave, a grain of dust, that's all."
“As the saying goes: ashes to ashes, dust to dust, prosperity is but a handful of fine sand.
Faced with illness, Miss Cat ladies can't even control themselves.
How can Miss Cats take care of Miss Cats’ friends?”
So Miss Cat stood up and prepared to go home.
Suddenly, Miss Cat remembered an old metaphor: "Health is 1, and the rest is 0. If 1 is gone, and there is no more 0, it is 0. Yes, there is nothing in the world that considers more than Miss Cat.
Chapter completed!