若说什么事最让我印象深刻，那肯定就是上次去医院抽血的经历了。
If there is anything that left the deepest impression on me, it must be the experience of going to the hospital for a blood draw last time.
那天，妈妈告诉我要去医院体检，可能还要抽血。顿时，我感觉世界都阴沉灰暗了，就像是被雷劈中了一样。没想到竟然还要抽血，我可是最怕抽血了！
That day, my mother told me that I was going to the hospital for a physical examination and might need to have blood drawn. Suddenly, I felt like the world was gloomy and gloomy, as if it had been struck by lightning. I didn't expect to have to draw blood, I'm the most afraid of drawing blood!
一路上，我坐在车上不停地问妈妈：“抽血很疼吧？会不会把我的血抽干？如果碰到实习医生给我抽怎么办？”可妈妈却只是回答：“到时候就知道了。别紧张，你是个勇敢的好孩子！”虽然有这鼓励的话，但我的手心依然在冒汗，我该怎么办呀？
Along the way, I sat in the car and kept asking my mom, "Does drawing blood hurt? Will it drain my blood? What if I run into an intern who draws it for me?" But my mom only replied, "We'll find out then. Don't be nervous, you're a brave and good child!" Although I had this encouragement, my palms were still sweating. What should I do?
进了医院大门，家长和孩子的身影便挤满了大厅：有的在排队挂号，有的在奔走交费，有的在等候就诊……小孩子的哭闹声更是响彻云霄。我战战兢兢地来到体检区旁边的抽血室。不一会儿，医生走了过来说：“你们是88号，还有三个人就到了！”听到这儿，我不禁闭上了眼睛，手攥得紧紧的，开始回想一些有趣的事儿来缓解自己的情绪：比如考试考了一百分，过生日开派对，去游乐场玩儿……哎！可这些都没用，我宁愿写100张试卷也不想抽血！
Entering the hospital gate, the figures of parents and children crowded the hall: some were queuing for registration, some were rushing to pay fees, some were waiting for medical treatment... The sound of children crying and making noise echoed through the sky. I nervously went to the blood draw room next to the medical examination area. After a while, the doctor walked over and said, "You're number 88, and there are three more people coming!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but close my eyes, clench my hands tightly, and start recalling some interesting things to ease my emotions: such as getting a perfect score on an exam, having a birthday party, going to the amusement park to play... Ah! But these are useless. I would rather write 100 papers than draw blood!
“请88号来抽血室抽血！”广播里传来了声音。这下死定了！轮到我了。我小心翼翼地坐了下来，浑身僵硬。抽血的护士姐姐轻轻地拍了拍我：“别害怕，不是很疼，就像被虫子咬了一口一样。”可是，真的是这样的吗？我不敢相信。只见旁边刚抽完血的87号男孩，他一脸痛苦，正哭得撕心裂肺。我不禁后背出了一身冷汗：怎么可能不疼？
Please come to the blood draw room on the 88th to draw blood! "The voice came from the broadcast. This is a dead end! It's my turn. I sat down carefully, feeling stiff all over. The nurse who was drawing blood gently patted me and said, 'Don't be afraid, it's not very painful, it's like being bitten by a bug.' But is that really the case? I can't believe it. I saw the 87 boy next to me who had just finished drawing blood. He had a painful expression on his face and was crying uncontrollably. I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on my back: How could it not hurt?
这时，护士拿着棉花球蘸了一下碘伏，涂在我的手指尖上，霎时间我感受到了一阵寒意从指尖钻进我的身体里，消毒水的味道也不停地往我鼻腔里跑。我赶紧把头别到一边去。突然，一阵刺痛袭来，就像是被蜜蜂蜇了一下。我紧紧地闭着眼睛，隐约感受到护士在刮我的手指尖，一下、两下、三下……怎么还不结束？好痛呀！我咬紧嘴唇，不住地自我安慰起来，快了快了，撑住，马上就结束了！“抽好了！下一个！”此时护士姐姐的声音响了起来，那声音听起来如此美妙动听。我赶紧睁开双眼，转过头望了望我的手指，只见指尖已经盖上了一层洁白的棉花被，我紧紧按住它，生怕一阵风把它给吹走了，同时，我迅速站起身，飞一般地逃离了抽血室。
At this moment, the nurse dipped a cotton ball in iodine and applied it to my fingertips. In an instant, I felt a chill seep into my body from my fingertips, and the smell of disinfectant kept running into my nasal cavity. I quickly turned my head away. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, as if stung by a bee. I tightly closed my eyes and vaguely felt the nurse scraping my fingertips, one, two, three times... why isn't it over yet? It hurts so much! I bit my lip tightly and couldn't help but comfort myself. It's almost over, hold on, it's almost over! Okay! Next one! "At this moment, the nurse's voice sounded so beautiful and pleasant. I quickly opened my eyes and turned my head to look at my fingers. I saw that my fingertips were covered with a layer of white cotton quilt. I held it tightly, afraid that a gust of wind would blow it away. At the same time, I quickly stood up and flew away from the blood draw room.
那次抽血可真让人胆战心惊，至今我还心有余悸。以后，我可要保护好身体，不生病，少来医院！
That blood draw was really heart wrenching, and I still have lingering fears to this day. In the future, I will take good care of my body, not get sick, and come to the hospital less often!