才刮了几阵大风,我就开始咳嗽了。大老远就能听到我拖拉机似的“咳咳”声。没办法,妈妈只好带我到医院去看病,拎回了一袋沉甸甸的药。对于吃药,我有一种说不出来的亲切感,因为我已经习惯了。但当我打开药袋时,还是忍不住倒抽了一口凉气:怎么会有那么多药呢?圆的、扁的,大瓶的、小瓶的……吃过晚饭,妈妈就命令我服药。我已做好了充分的心理准备——就把它 Gives a few gusts of wind, I began to cough. I can hear the tractor-like “Keke cough” sounds. No way, my mother had to take me to the hospital to see a doctor, carry a bag of heavy medicine. For medicine, I have a kind of intimacy that can not be said, because I am used to it. But when I opened the medicine bag, I could not help but pour a chill: how could there be so much medicine? Round, flat, big bottle, small bottle ... ... After dinner, my mother ordered me to take medicine. I have been fully psychologically prepared - just put it