December 22, today's winter solstice.
Light snow closed the road, heavy snow closed the river, the winter solstice entered nine, and the number nine cold days arrived as scheduled.
My mother, who was supposed to be resting at home, and I hurried to the hospital.
It all started with this year's physical examination.
My mother's annual physical examination has become a compulsory course, but last year she missed the appointment: because of the epidemic and taking care of her grandson in her hometown.
There were no major problems with physical examinations before. This year, I got the results of the physical examination, but I was shocked, there are 17 problems, how can there be so many?
And a lot of it has never been seen before.
So, I hurriedly registered my mother and hurried to the hospital.
On a winter morning, the sun has not yet risen, and it glows with a faint white light.
When I arrived at the hospital, it was already 9 o'clock, and I hung up three different numbers in a row, and hurriedly queued up for medical treatment.
In a bustling hospital, everyone was silent.
Before I got off work at the hospital, I finally did all the tests that should be done.
The results of the examination will come out one after another in the afternoon, and I hope everything goes well.
In a year's time, my body has changed so much, I can't imagine it.
It seems that you can't be absent from the annual physical examination in the future.
The body is 1 and the others are 0.
The medical treatment disrupted the original plan, but I breathed a sigh of relief.
Because this delicate engine failure in the body was discovered in advance, now I just need to get him running normally.