~： sick leave

sick leave

It's cold.

Lie down another day.

If you still can’t sit still tomorrow, just lie on the bed and type, anyway, I’m used to it.

Looking at the numbers of the hospitals in the city, they are all fully booked, so I can only make an appointment for March 13, it hurts.

I personally feel very pessimistic. Compared with the stomach, I feel that the liver problem is more serious.

Wait until March 13 for an examination. It is also possible to go to the town hospital for blood routine, color Doppler ultrasound, and liver function tests in the next two days.

In short, updates will be guaranteed during this period.

Oh, I really want to become a tentacle monster...

In this way, you can write 2 million words in half a year, and then you can happily finish Scattering.

Cover your face.

(end of this chapter)