A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

As the title says, today I will be transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward.

Thank God, I have let go of my mental arithmetic.

This period of time is really hard to describe. I check whether the oxygen tube comes out of my nose every day during the shift. Not only is my heart tired, but my body is also tired.

My sister and the others will be my escorts tomorrow. I have a day off, just in time to check some information.

I have been living in the hospital and haven't gone home. I have been relying on saving manuscripts to support myself. Today I really haven't lost a drop of my life.

There will probably be three updates tomorrow, so I’ll save up some manuscripts or something.

If the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, nothing will happen here in the hospital, so I can write with peace of mind.

Once again, Yanzu must pay for medical insurance and get a reliable critical illness insurance or something like that.

If it weren't for these things, I wouldn't even be able to pay the medical bills...

Thank you to the doctor, thank you to the hospital, thank you to the ancestors for not abandoning this book...

There was a sign last month. I was busy with family matters during the second update. I didn’t expect it to be like this this month...