Chapter 89 is now available!
In the blink of an eye, this book has been written for more than a month. More than forty days have passed since the book was published on February 3rd. The number of words has reached more than 200,000, and 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 didn’t submit my book to the magazine when I published it before, so I was lucky to get the contract…
In addition, what I want to thank most is all the book friends for their unswerving support.
Although I entered the industry very early, I was still a newcomer at the starting point.
I am truly grateful to all my readers for not looking down upon the rubbish writing style, boring plot and old-fashioned ideas of a 'newcomer' like me!
I also implore everyone to continue to support, vote, subscribe and comment more in the future!
If I want to play the victim, I'm too shy to say it, so I won't say it here.
Let me tell you why I wrote novels in the first place...
Ahem, I majored in nursing and used to work in the neurosurgery intensive care unit of a tertiary hospital.
The diseases in neurosurgery are very serious. Working here can be said to be dealing with death every moment.
Patients, especially seriously ill patients, have no dignity in the ICU. They are equipped with invasive ventilators, intracranial pressure monitors, ECG monitors, central venous catheters, and up to three or four infusion channels throughout the body. They are filled with instruments and infusion tubes...
But even so, many times we are powerless.
What made me most sad was that there was a female patient who was only 32 years old. She was sent in because of brain stem 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 dresses very poorly, and she worries about the high medical expenses every day.
When visiting the patient, her daughter held our hands and asked when her mother could go home...
We can't answer this because the mortality rate of this disease is too high. Elderly people may still have a chance of survival due to brain atrophy, but young people...
At that time, I felt sad and blamed myself. The patient died three days after being admitted to the hospital, and his family gave up on rescuing him.
There are many similar examples...
This period of work has made me experience too many separations of life and death. When the situation is serious, we have to send away several patients in the ICU in one day.
The tremendous pressure at work and the reversed day and night working conditions made my mental state extremely 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 don't have any special skills, so I joined the army of online writers and became a glorious failure...
(End of this chapter)
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