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Anxiety and anticipation when the picture is unfolding (a single chapter that has not been seen for

I haven't posted a single chapter for a long time and have been telling stories with all my heart. Finally, I got here, and I'm just going to give it a brief explanation of the current situation.

When designing the outline, I changed many ways, but in the end I felt that it was not ideal.

No local way can unfold the picture from a year ago, showing the situation of last year's danger, internal and external troubles.

The key is that in such a situation, everyone is facing difficulties like a mountain, and in the end they win cleanly and magnificently. They are immune to the whole body and look back, which means even more timeless.

At least I can't do it.

In the end, I can only try a grand narrative that has no concept at all.

I read a lot of information, and I was frightened when I recalled some things.

For example, during the epidemic, Mr. Wu Lien-teh's governance of the Northeast plague in 1911 was widely spread and he was fascinated by it. Many people even said why he didn't build a temporary cabin as soon as possible.

I consulted many colleagues, classmates, teachers, and experts. I almost had a vague answer, which I wrote in the book. Here I talk about Mr. Wu Lien-teh’s affairs.

In January 1911, in the northeast, about 30 degrees below zero, train wore more than a thousand soldiers with guns and bullets, their backs were chilled when they said these keywords.

The US empress evacuated the overseas Chinese and was isolated at a military base. Outside it was US Marshal, who was said to be the top law enforcement team, the kind of troops that carried out tasks such as pursuing Du Xiao and evaporating the world.

As for why, if you think about it now, you should have an answer.

In our cabin, there are no PLA soldiers guarding it.

There is a plot that spoils first. Some patients are afraid and dig holes from the temporary hospital to escape. They are like Shawshank's redemption... and they were later recovered by the doctor.

All of them talked about the difficulties of medical staff, volunteers, party organizations at all levels at that time, as well as the strength and resilience of the great people.

No matter how difficult it is, we will survive it, relying on medical workers, party members, volunteers, and everyone.

This cannot be described in just one heroic sentence.

Every step of the time is terrifying, the paper is short and the love is long and cannot be described in full.

Another thing is e-cigarette pneumonia, which has been laid out before.

To put it bluntly, when I was writing "Surgery Live Room" two years ago, the information my friend found for me included e-cigarette pneumonia in New England magazine.

No matter how I looked at it, I was so good that I praised myself in a low voice. I still have the most basic medical knowledge, and I didn’t believe it because of the endorsement of so many scholars, even if it was a top journal like New England.

Afterwards, I also found many teachers to watch movies of the two, either certain or vague, but I thought there was no special difference. Everyone understands whether the doctor speaks.

My point of view is very clear. The so-called e-cigarette pneumonia itself is a new type of pneumonia. Without a debate, the white films are there.

According to the editor, Chapter 927 should have been deleted.

But this is a video that is still circulating on the Internet, telling the story of what happened at that time by the person who experienced it personally. And there is a response, corresponding to the case of e-cigarette pneumonia, the buttons were buried for half a year and I was not willing to delete them.

Send it out to try...

To be honest, the more I write, the more I feel that Zhao Lijian’s statement is correct.

Return to the book

The beginning has been paved to this day. In the world, all kinds of people are strung together by a thread called fate.

Due to force majeure, some characters cannot appear in the later stage, which is a bit regrettable.

I can imagine what the grades will be like if I don’t follow the standard online literature process, but I still stubbornly walk like this. Until now, I have been trying very seriously and hard to paint such a grand picture.

Ability is limited, but you must reach the limit of your ability.

I am still very satisfied with the story at this point. But I will face a new question soon, will it be 404?

I have communicated with the editor many times and try to avoid the death blow of the 404 beast. There may be many modifications in the following days, and even delay updates, but if I do not encounter force majeure that cannot be avoided, I will do my best to finish it.

I simply report here with all my book friends, and now I am full of my heart and eyes to avoid being 404.

Do you regret it? You often feel a little regretful. You start to suffer from worries, anxiety, and various negative emotions.

But since you have made a choice, you will continue without hesitation. The following book will definitely write about the easy flow, the growth history of the little doctor, the stories of various cars driving randomly, and the various memes flying randomly.

Hope all goes well in the coming days.

If there is a breakdown, it must be because you need to modify certain characters and plots. Please understand them by book friends.

Never let the whole book be 404, put it together.

Finally, I would like to say more, today's last chapter - defending my hometown and defending the Yellow River. I always cried when I wrote this.

The emotions are a little abrupt, but I think this is similar to my cognition at that time. Not only the book friends group, but also the limit that my colleagues in the unit can imagine is the 2003 event.

No one realizes that we have experienced a big event that has changed history.

Defend your hometown! Defend the Yellow River! Defend North China! Defend the whole of China!

The singing is loud

I have been brainwashed by this song, and the heroic spirit of moving forward and corpse in my ears.

Bow, thank you all the book friends for listening to me telling this story.

Bow, ninety degrees~~~
Chapter completed!
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