Chapter 2248
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It was his friend's birthday. Today, he had originally planned to update 24 chapters. The title of the chapter should be followed by the words' 24 glasses of wine '.
But … unfortunately, he did not have that many manuscripts. Yes, he did not have that many manuscripts. Two days ago, he had revised the liver transplant. He had changed it from beginning to end, which delayed the manuscript.
Then, he would update it at 10 chapters for the time being. He hoped that he would have a manuscript on this day next year. 24 chapters updated, 24 hours, 24 glasses of wine.
He chatted for a while.
Five years ago, he did not write medical novels because he felt that there would always be conflicts when telling stories. The only thing he could think of was medical disputes. When he thought of Big Yellow Teeth, he felt bad.
However, as he wrote, he realized that medical novels naturally had an opponent — disease. It would be good to solve the problem in a new way. If he thought about it that way, the previous problem would not exist.
However, that was how things were. When one problem disappeared, another problem appeared. To solve the problem in a new way, he had really racked his brains for this.
He could not possibly use the Pegasus Meteor Fist from the beginning to the end, right?
For example, the liver transplant that had been changed countless times just now. For example, a case of rheumatism and immunity that he had finished writing today.
Communicating through the air, coincidentally, and pretending to be awesome were a few key words. If the book friend felt happy reading it, then he would be very gratified. If he felt that it was not enough, it was a problem of the strength of the writing. He would continue to improve.
The latter case, pneumothorax during menstruation, was a patient with a complicated and recurrent condition that a colleague encountered many years ago. We did not solve it here, and we did not solve it when we went to the Provincial Capital. Later, we went to the Imperial Capital to treat it.
It was getting late, so he would stop talking here.
There was no problem with his condition, and there was no problem with his attitude. He had been working hard to write so that his book friends could have a pleasant reading experience.
Some book friends questioned Boss Zheng's ability to cure all diseases. The question of rationality had been mentioned from the beginning. Boss Zheng had already used a cheat. He would definitely win every battle.
Hope …
All doctors …
Could use a cheat.
In the end, it was still the norm.
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