Football: Copy the peak Messi attributes at the beginning

Chapter 89 Remarks on the launch!

In the blink of an eye, this book has been written for more than a month. More than forty days have passed since it was published on February 3, and the number of words has reached more than 200,000. It is time to put it on the shelves.

I would like to thank my editor Qilin for his care and for signing my book. I had no internal investment when I published the book before, so it was a bit of a fluke that I was able to sign the book...

In addition, the most grateful thing is all the book friends for their unwavering support.

Although I entered the industry very early, I was still a newcomer at the beginning.

Dear readers, please don’t dislike my ‘newcomer’ writing which is rubbish, the plot is boring, and the ideas are old-fashioned, I am really grateful!

I also sincerely ask everyone to support more in the future, vote more, subscribe more, and comment more!

If it's a misfortune, I'm too thin-skinned to say it, so I won't say it here.

Let me tell you why I wrote novels in the first place...

Ahem, I am a nursing major, and I used to work in the neurosurgery intensive care unit of a tertiary hospital.

The patients in the brain surgery department are very seriously ill. When I work here, it can be said that I am dealing with death all the time.

Patients, especially seriously ill patients, have no dignity in the intensive care unit. They are filled with invasive ventilators, intracranial pressure monitors, ECG monitors, central venous catheters, and as many as three or four infusion channels throughout the body.

and infusion lines…

But even so, many times we are powerless.

What made me most uncomfortable was a 32-year-old female patient who was admitted because of brainstem hemorrhage. This disease is almost fatal for young people.

The medical expenses in the intensive care unit are very expensive. Her family conditions are not good, her husband wears very shabby clothes, and she worries about the high medical expenses every day.

When visiting the patient, her daughter held our hands and asked her mother when she could go home...

We can't answer because the mortality rate of this disease is too high. The elderly may still survive due to brain atrophy, but young people...

At that time, I felt sad and self-blaming. The patient died three days after being admitted to the hospital, and his family gave up on rescuing him.

There are many similar examples...

During this period of work, I experienced too many life and death separations. In severe cases, I even had to send away several patients in the intensive care unit a day.

The huge pressure at work and the reverse work status day and night have made my personal mental state very depressed, even to the point of severe depression.

So, I gave up my dream of continuing to be an angel in white and resigned from the hospital.

I had no skills, so I joined the army of Internet writers and became a glorious street fighter...

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