13 Mink Street

Woke up last night, paralyzed.

I used to think that the Crooked Mouth Dragon King was a stalker, until I looked in the mirror and found that the Crooked Mouth Dragon King was actually me.

Drinking water now will leak if you drink it too fast, and the corners of everyone's mouths are raised, with a suspenseful stare.

Fortunately, I am tall and thick, with this expression, I won't be beaten on the street...

During the day, I went to the hospital to wait in line for a CT scan. I was going to take medicine and acupuncture. Then I found some other problems. The main reason was that I stayed up too late and my body was overdrawn.

In fact, since the end of last year, when the daily shift changed from two shifts to one shift, I knew that my body would have problems. Not only could I not survive, but my concentration also dropped sharply, but I have been thinking about finishing this book before writing rest.

I can’t write anymore today, I haven’t slept all day, I’ll take a shower and go to bed later, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow, if I think I’m in good condition, I’ll resume updating tomorrow, if not, I can only ask for one more Two days off.

The main tone remains the same, the book will not be updated continuously, and we must insist on finishing the final volume to live up to everyone's expectations.

Here I still want to advise young readers to pay more attention to their bodies. I used to feel that I was still young, until I found that I could not resist the laws of reality after all.

Finally, don't panic, hold the Crooked Mouth Dragon King tightly!