Chapter 1939: The last day of double monthly tickets, desperately begging for monthly tickets

The last day of double monthly tickets, desperately begging for monthly tickets! And the future work plan.

The last day of double monthly tickets.

The days like purgatory are finally about to end, painful yet happy.

I overestimated my ability; with a hundred thousand words in reserve, I thought…… I rarely overestimate my ability. After all, I don't have much ability, and once I overestimate, life will have me completely exposed.

This time, the story that has been repeated countless times is still unfolding like this.

Since November, I've been drained by all you esteemed readers…… Forget it, saying more just brings tears.

I originally thought the first day would have a bit more, and the following days would keep decreasing. But…… the decrease never materialized; it's stayed steady at around 4000 tickets each day.

Yesterday I glanced at the screen and saw a certain esteemed person say that today is the last day, check how many starting-point coins are in the little account and just send red packets. Also, a reader esteemed person directly asked me whether they wanted to give silver rewards to get on TV or just monthly ticket red packets.

Painful, yet happy.

After some reflection, I updated 400,000 words in August and 340,000 words in September. Back then I thought having a reserve of manuscripts was pretty impressive.

Hmm, as expected, I got drained again.

Although I could barely keep up on the shaky last day of the double period, I'm already on the verge of collapse.

Here I report to all esteemed persons: early morning eight chapters, today there are none.

No matter how many tickets today, I will keep the rhythm of 7-8 chapters per day from now on, until the monthly tickets are repaid.

These past few days, the update volume is huge; even I can barely keep up with the plot.

Because I slept until midnight last night, I only then realized I'd forgotten to write about the esophageal atresia surgery!

From the tilt-table test to sixteen cases of various kinds—abdominal epilepsy lasting sixteen years, renal colic caused by cervical spondylosis,

Including the life‑threatening illness that Big Pig Trotter failed to diagnose, Zheng Lao Ban bowed, pleading for a little more time.

Including the major stage‑two surgery for Marfan syndrome.

Including opening the chest at the bedside, inserting an IABP, and extracorporeal membrane oxygenation, etc., major procedures.

Although I burst‑updated, writing over 210,000 words in six days, there's absolutely no filler.

Although esophageal atresia itself isn't much to write about, forgetting it was a big deal.

Although I haven't collapsed yet, I'm very close to breaking point.

I updated early in the morning, added a line saying the surgery went smoothly, and Zheng Lao Ban just glanced at it twice.

Although I hadn't prepared to write anything, this segment is meant to add about a thousand words of interesting chitchat.

Esteemed persons, the report is complete.

Basically, that's it.

Finally, confirm: from now on, each day 7-8 chapters, to make up the owed chapters (although I haven't started owing any yet, but as a shrewd old geezer, I can faintly see the esteemed persons rolling up their sleeves).

As above,

Beg for monthly tickets!

Beg for monthly tickets!!

Last day of double, beg for monthly tickets!!!

Bowing……