Hit 3

Today my throat exploded, drinking water felt like cutting with a knife, and just as Brother Hao was about to finish, my unlucky things happened one after another.

Holding the mat with his hand, he actually pierced the bamboo thorns on it into his ring finger.

Is this an ominous rhythm?

I'll have another intravenous drip tomorrow and I should be able to code.

Most likely I will update tomorrow night.