super medical system

Chapter 70 It's New Year's Eve
Someone asked just now, it’s almost Chinese New Year, can you stop writing?

I said no.

The earth does not explode, and the baby does not have a holiday!
The universe does not restart, and the baby does not rest!
In the wind, in the rain, in the fog, in the haze, I am here!
Azure is waiting for Misty Rain, and I am waiting for you!
There are two professions that do not have four seasons and no holidays. One is a writer and the other is a doctor. Unfortunately, I have both.

I have been holding back some words for a year, and I want to talk about them.

This book has been open for almost two months, but I wrote it for far more than two months.

Someone asked, don’t you write books just for the sake of royalties?

I don't deny this, I'm realistic, and I'm short of money.

That day, a girl in the dormitory sighed after finishing Taobao, "If my father doesn't need to support me, I will definitely save a lot of money, but if this is the case, then my father probably has no motivation to make money.", I envy .

After I went to college, I earned all the living expenses myself, including scholarships, selling snacks, engraving seals, painting, and writing books. I have done everything.

Writing a book is actually far less profitable than I imagined, and it can even be said to lose money. When I first wrote the book, I didn’t even earn back the courier fee for sending the contract. Later, it got better, but I was still on the verge of starving to death.

But I persisted.

Many readers would scold after reading the book, "What is this writing about!", and many authors told me, "You should study medicine hard, we would rather have a good doctor than a good writer.", Even The editor will also say, "Sister, you have such a good time, why bother to write a book?"

I thought about it carefully.

Most of the time, there is no manuscript fee. I update 10,000+ words a month. I donate all the time others spend watching dramas, playing games, eating and drinking in front of the computer, and occasionally I get two or three hundred a month. What?
Then I understood.

I just want to write.

Maybe my words are not mature enough.

Maybe my creativity is not amazing enough.

Maybe I really have no talent.

But, I just want to write the story in my heart.

I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I know all this, but I'm working hard, I wrote this book carefully, every idea, every plot, every sentence, every knowledge point, I flipped through the textbook, There may be loopholes in looking through notes, looking up information, and looking up literature, but compared to other medical literature, I still have a certain degree of self-confidence in terms of professionalism.

I have been arguing with my parents for the past few days. They always want me to give up code words and study hard.

In the past six months, I have hesitated many times and put down the pen several times, but I finally picked it up.

I can't let go.

Can't let go of writing, can't let go of the story in my heart, and can't let go of you.

From the beginning to the present, many people have been with me.

I can see your comments, your recommendation tickets, and your tips in the background.

Every time I feel sad and desperate to the point of tears, looking at you, I feel that maybe the situation is not so bad, if you help me up, I can still write.

I will write it down.

2016
Thank you for your support.

thank you so much.

The new year is approaching, I wish you all the best in the new year~
I may have a small wish, I hope you can continue to accompany me in the new year and share that story with me.

happy New Year.

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Can you shamelessly ask for some lucky money?

(End of this chapter)