Chapter 2366
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The surgery for the conjoined twins was completed.
The label of this surgery was previously set in the outline and details as steampunk, the beauty of machinery.
It was a very difficult thing to make most of the readers who did not engage in medical work feel this way with just words alone.
These 30,000 words were repeatedly revised, and the hairline seemed to have moved down another 0.5 cm from the waist.
It was no exaggeration to say that from the finalization of the draft to the update, there were two major changes and countless minor changes. Before the update, I also made a slight adjustment. Otherwise, I would have updated so early today because I suddenly remembered that I needed to adjust a point when I was sleeping.
What I did my best was not only the number of words, but also the quality.
This should be the peak of my current ability. From the mirror-like movements of Big Chu and Little Chu, to the short period of time when I was injecting the medicine, which was hard for others to tell, to the cross operation of Boss Zheng and Brother Yun, the two machines were perfectly repaired with the patch.
Every point was full of a picture.
Looking back, I was very satisfied, and I hope that the readers will also be satisfied.
This was Boss Zheng's victory, and it was also the victory of the team. The entire team was roaring like a machine, crushing all the way and winning!
More than ten years ago, there was a joke about loneliness. The highest level of loneliness was when a person performed surgery alone.
At that time, I thought that a person stood on the operating table and performed surgery on a patient.
It was not until last year that I corrected this' wrong 'view.
Boss Zheng's life should not be lonely. It should be more perfect, warmer, and calmer.
I wrote all my energy. I was happy again. I was very satisfied with this long paragraph.
Peeping in the group, I saw that some readers liked the strictness and solemnity of major surgeries, and some readers liked the closeness of small medical records to life.
They all had to be written. They were thinking of stories about intractable migraines, carving flowers on the stone, and every approach was new.
From the beginning until now, it had been more than a year, 402 days of continuous updates. Most of the time, it was explosive updates, and it had long reached its limit.
However, it was still moving forward bravely.
I only hope that you can read it happily and satisfactorily.
From the end of November until now, according to the norm, the outbreak of votes had ended. The next outbreak was December 10th, Little Yiren's birthday, and the 11th, the regular mid-month vote request.
The work report was over.
In the end, this month's monthly votes list was very difficult. The new books of all the big shots at the end of the year were all on the shelves. It was difficult, like I was thinking of the plot.
He was very serious about asking for votes, using the climax of the Beauty of Machinery as the background. The old man bowed 90 degrees to thank you for your support.
Begging for subscriptions, heart gestures, monthly votes!
Begging for subscriptions, begging for hearts, begging for monthly votes!!
Begging for subscriptions, begging for hearts, begging for monthly votes!
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