单选题Why did mother go to see Dagmar in the hospital?ATo give her some message about dad.BTo make sure her room was clean.CTo check that she was still there.DTo find out how she was.
单选题
Why did mother go to see Dagmar in the hospital?
A
To give her some message about dad.
B
To make sure her room was clean.
C
To check that she was still there.
D
To find out how she was.
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解析：
根据文章第五段，Outside，mum told me，“Dagmar is fine. No fever.”可知，妈妈是去医院看她身体怎么样了。因此D选项正确。
根据文章第五段，Outside，mum told me，“Dagmar is fine. No fever.”可知，妈妈是去医院看她身体怎么样了。因此D选项正确。
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