Chapter 668
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Hello fellow readers, Ashtray has been recuperating for the entire month of August. Ashtray would like to express his deep apologies to everyone for the lack of updates.
Ashtray hid his illness for fear of treatment. He smoked, drank, loved spicy food, stayed up all night and did not exercise. He had developed a bad lifestyle for a long time. This habit had probably been accumulated since he started working for ten years. Therefore, this time, Ashtray was seriously injured. His liver, gallbladder, and stomach were all injured. He did not check his lungs, but from the many years of spitting and coughing, it did not seem optimistic.
Thinking about Ashtray's five viscera temple, only his kidney, which had been exercised for a long time, was strong and normal. (His low back pain was due to the strain of the lumbar muscles, it had nothing to do with the kidney), the other organs were all deteriorating. Ashtray was really afraid! Ashtray was only in his thirties, it was the prime of a man's life, how could he fall into decadence?
Only a healthy body could bear a wretched soul. Only a happy author could write a happy novel. Only a person who had a serious illness would know to change. In this month, Ashtray did not smoke a single cigarette, nor did he drink a single mouthful of alcohol. Of course, this was only the beginning of quitting smoking and drinking. After all, only a healthy father could give birth to a healthy offspring.
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