A warm story of a class (such as a group visit when someone is sick) is 300 words.

On the morning reading class that day, Wang suddenly vomited, panting and flushed, and vomited dirt all over the floor. Suddenly there was an unpleasant smell in the classroom. The classroom exploded at once, and it was noisy. Some students put their hands over their noses and frowned; Some students picked up books and fanned the wind. Some students even hissed and shouted ... the monitor stopped the noisy scene in time. At this time, I quietly stood up from my seat, walked beside Wang, took out a white napkin, patted Wang's back, carefully wiped the dirt off her mouth, and asked softly, "Are you better?" I'll find you a teacher to drink a glass of water! "With her help, Wang is much better. Then, Zhang Jing brought a broom and mop to clean the floor. At this time, students who are watching jokes and don't ask questions are embarrassed to be quiet. At this moment, I looked up and saw the king's eyes shining with crystal tears.