What about the sick old man in the car? This is good? Every time I think my last year, I think the blame.

It was a Saturday night, the third night after my arrival in Zheng Ding High School. I was a new angle and knew little about the city. After dinner I went to walk alone. It was night, and some people on the street. Suddenly a car came and stopped the man who pulled the carts came and asked if I knew the No.1 Hospital.I the hospital had heard and believed him to have said that was in the north, the city, but I was sure. I saw the sick old man in the car and groans. No doubt, I said the way to hospital. Then he turned his car and suddenly eyes. When I returned to the bedroom, I told my roommate what had happened. They said the number of 1 Hospital were in the southeast of the city. Only then I realized that I had told the man in the wrong direction. I thought and felt immediate discomfort old, sick people.
What if you couldnt find the hospital?  Old, sick survivethe trip? I could not think. I was thrilled.  A year has passed. I still think the old man. You can never have the opportunity to be doing, but said not a word I’m not sure.