Do you know what's the most painful thing about losing a manuscript? It's the desperate attempt to write it back exactly as it was, but no matter how hard you try, the details escape you. Then you become obsessed and end up wrestling with it, and as a result, a single chapter takes a whole day to write..
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Chuxia, peeking through the door, saw Xiao Bingqi and Xiao Yuwen, father and son, with their limp arms and legs. She shuddered involuntarily. Although she hadn't completed her medical training, she could tell what had happened—their joints had been dislocated.
"Now, think carefully..." Zhou Mikang toyed with the pen in his hand, baring his teeth at the two, "I have plenty of time. The key is you. If you delay any longer, even if they're put back in place, you'll only be good as crawling animals, no, wriggling creatures. Imagine living like that, tsk, tsk..."
