Chapter 2481
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At eight, the plot of Syndrome X was roughly completed. There would be more updates at the end of the month. He had to write a single chapter.
However, he sat in front of the computer in a daze.
He had been very tired recently. It was the end of the year.
All kinds of summary reports, all kinds of data, all kinds of everything. Today, the alarm rang. After turning it off, he slept for another 20 minutes. He woke up with a start and hurriedly got up to update. Then, he felt ashamed.
Eight hours a day was not enough to sleep.
It was said that old people slept less. Why was he sleeping more and more?
He scratched his head. He wanted to act cute but felt that he could not. It was better to sell his diligence.
He wanted to explain a few words about the case. The twisted puppet and the witch's fat disorder came from a case report in Concorde University. The patient was a woman who looked relatively young. The teacher in Concorde University did a fat transplant. Her cheeks had 'flesh' and she looked much prettier.
In a case report in Europe, the patient was older and her condition was more serious. Of course, it was written to the extreme. My readers can understand.
Today's update of Syndrome X was an extremely tricky situation. Excessive medical treatment, excessive examination, this kind of big hat could really crush people to death. He also mentioned several possible tests and explained them in the end.
There was an explanation about the highway. I had told many patients, but at that time, our hospital had not developed interventional surgery. They were all sent to a higher-level hospital to continue the diagnosis and did not follow up.
There was no need to care about it if it was not a coronary CT.
The human body was a very sophisticated instrument. Sometimes, it was strong and resistant to damage. The car accident patient was hit so hard that he lost his human form. He was discharged from the hospital after half a month to recuperate. Some patients walked but could not walk out.
There were too many examples.
Yes, I said too much. If you are sick, go to the hospital.
Although I was a little tired recently, there was still the annual meeting at the beginning of next month, and so on.
It was almost the end of the year. All kinds of festivals were coming. Everyone, eat, drink, and have fun. Readers who wanted to rest and read again, please click on the automatic subscription. To be honest, every subscription and every reward was like a driving force, urging and whipping me forward.
When I woke up one morning and was lazy in bed, I opened Qidian to read, read Boss Zheng, and then start a new day. It was also excellent.
Hehe … Finally, it was still the usual request for votes.
Begging for hearts, begging for votes!
Begging for hearts, begging for votes!
Begging for hearts, begging for votes!
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