Urban Super Doctor

Dear book friends! I am the publisher of Liushui's novels. On behalf of Liushui, I would like to express my apologies to all the book lovers. Liushui has not updated because he got married and is still on honeymoon in Sanya. Liushui has not informed everyone. Here, I would like to apologize to everyone on behalf of Liushui. Please understand! Thanks!

Damn it, deleted my book review again! Rubbish! ! ! It's been a week, and there are two more updates. How can the readers who paid to see it stand it? ! No comments, no recommendations, no rewards, just the worst rating. Go to the website to see the free ones! Stop giving money away stupidly! ! ! Thumbs up if you agree! ! !

The author is also a person who has to go to work. He is already very hard working outside during the day, and when he comes back at night he has to continue writing non-stop. It is already good that he can write two or three chapters, but you still ask for four chapters. I don't want to talk about those people who keep criticizing the author. Just read what they write! If you don't want to watch it, stop it and get out of here!

At first, I said six chapters a day became five chapters, and five chapters became four chapters. I still said that I would make up for the missing chapter today, and then it became three chapters a day. It was updated in the early morning, and it was said that there would be no changes, and it was said that it would be updated in the morning. It looked like there was no update in the morning, and then it was said to be updated at noon, and it was said that there was no update in the afternoon. What about the afternoon? It was not updated until 6 or 7 pm. It was agreed that it would happen once in a while, but in the past it was fine. Sometimes it would happen every ten days, and it was still five times a day. What now? Mao Bao even dared not mention it. He also read two chapters every day and the number of words is less than that of ordinary novels. In fact, one chapter contains a lot of space keys and punctuation marks. Whenever there is a battle, there are a lot of modification moves. In fact, it is useless. The modifications are repeated and the emotions of the characters are repeated. I will probably read a few hundred to a thousand words every day tomorrow, which is more nutritious. You always say it's hard to write on the train, it's hard to write without a computer, you go home to accompany your wife and parents, you drink with friends, and you attend a friend's wedding. These are just the excuses for not updating. But how come you have so many of these things all the time? Liushangqushui, you are really great at doing this, you are the first. I hope my book friends can help me.

If you don't even update, why are you charging money?

Liu Shui, you don't mean what you say. You have deceived our trust in you. How could you do this? I won't talk about the chapters I owe. Now the updates are getting less and less and slower. I have no credibility at all. Can you treat us like this? Do you deserve our trust in you? Do you deserve our support for you? Can you understand how we feel? I don't know how to make up for the psychological trauma you have caused us! Brothers and sisters, are you right?

That year, she was twelve years old and I was fourteen. The first time we met was on the first day of junior high school. When I saw her, it was like the whole sky was lit up instantly. When they first met, her parents drove her to school in a BMW A7. This kind of car was not considered high-end among wealthy families, but it was extremely sensational in our small county at that time. She is dressed cleanly, confident, and smiles like an angel. But I only dared to look at her from a distance, because when school started, I didn't even have a new set of clothes. I was unkempt and looked like a wild child with no one to care for me. In fact, I do. After my parents divorced, I had been living with my grandma and was financially strapped. My grandma had no income, so my clothes grew up wearing patches. Therefore, it also makes me feel extremely inferior. Even if I wanted to talk to her, I couldn't muster the courage. When I was fifteen years old, I was in the second grade of junior high school. On that day, she talked to me for the first time. At that moment, my mind felt as if there were thousands of deer bumping into each other, and I didn't even dare to raise my head. From that day on, our relationship got better and better. Because of my rebellion in my youth, I was a thorn in the eyes of my teachers. But she is a typical good girl with always good grades. It's hard to imagine how two people so different from each other could intersect. By the third year of junior high school, I was sixteen and she was fourteen. By this time, our relationship was already very close. But I didn't dare to speak to her, because the gap between us was too big. If you ask and are rejected, I'm afraid you won't even be friends. However, how can we be willing to be friends with people who fall in love at first sight? In the last semester of my third year of junior high school, I drank a lot of wine. I mustered up the courage to confess to her. After I finished speaking, I was so nervous that I didn't know where to put my hands. I'm afraid she will reject me. But she gave me an unexpected answer. "If you can go to No. 1 Middle School with me in high school, I will promise you." She raised her red face and spoke in a low voice. From that day on, I studied hard and crammed all the courses. Finally, at the age of seventeen, on the first day of high school registration, I met her again. "Little girl, you can't run away." I looked at the slim girl in front of me with a smile. She remained silent, blushing, and let me hold her little hand. We are together. Young people's ideas are always naive. When I was seven years old, I caught a cicada and thought I could catch the whole summer. When I was seventeen, I kissed her face and thought I could be with her forever. But reality has always been cruel. Soon, his parents discovered our relationship. "What do you do to make her happy?" Her parents' words have left me speechless. I wanted to refute, but found that I really had nothing. Her parents said they didn't want her to wander around with me. If you can find happiness and stability in this life, who would want to be homeless? I agreed, dropped out of No. 1 Middle School, and disappeared into her world. In the past five years, I have done many things and changed various jobs since I dropped out of school. I originally wanted to stand out and then go see her, but the edges have been smoothed out by reality. Only late at night, I still miss her faint smile. It's been five years, maybe, she's already married. I want to go back and see her. With this thought in mind, I returned to my hometown from the first-tier city where I worked. I feel that I live too casually and have no ability to give her happiness, so I don't plan to appear in front of her, I just want to take a look from a distance. When I revisit my hometown, I feel a little shy about being close to home. "How long are you going to hide from me?" Her voice was like an oriole emerging from the valley, and I will never forget it in my life. Turning around, I saw the beautiful woman she had become, and the little girl in my memory, the two figures slowly overlapped. I didn't dare to move or step forward. The two of us looked at each other quietly. "I miss you so much." Her eyes were a little red and her voice was choked. When I saw her again, I felt as if we had been apart for a century. But as soon as she started talking to me, I felt like I was back in school. It seemed that as soon as the bell rang, I just went to the canteen downstairs to buy a bottle of water for her, and I was only gone for a few minutes. She threw herself into my arms. "I never want to be separated from you again." She buried her little head on my chest and sobbed softly. But there was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even wanted to laugh, because I had always made it up before. 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What is it called? Only by letting the author take a good rest can he write better, otherwise he will be here all the time and you write it!

Running water,? After this week, including today, you owe a total of 26 chapters. You go on, you bastard, let me see how shameless you can be.

There is a book that came out later than yours, but it also updates six times a day. In the early days, it was originally five updates, but at the request of book friends, it became six updates. Look at this book, they insist on never delaying updates every day, and the toll room broke out with fifty chapters. As for you, they are now 1257 Zhang long. As for you, you are extremely disappointed.