Farewell
Those of you who have followed my older books know that I used to update fairly diligently—at least four chapters a day, sometimes five or six. But in recent months, I could barely keep up two chapters a day.
Sometimes I even missed updates altogether, with the constant risk of abandoning the story.
It wasn't because I was slacking off. I got sick.
I developed severe neurasthenia, also known as neurosis.
At night, I suffered from insomnia, vivid dreams, difficulty falling asleep, frequent waking, and waking up too early.
During the day, I felt weak and sleepy, drained of energy, irritable, quick-tempered, and prone to losing my temper.
There were many possible causes: severe anxiety, excessive pressure, overworking my mind, frequently staying up late, and so on. Any of these could lead to neurosis.
I had always considered myself quite cheerful, healthy, carefree, free of minor ailments and major illnesses alike. I never expected these symptoms to start appearing in the second half of last year.
I mentioned it in a standalone note or chapter note in 2019. I don't know if any of you remember.
The symptoms were mild then. A bottle of Naoshuning oral solution was enough to make me feel better.
This year, because of work pressure, it came back and worsened. The oral solution had no effect at all, so I went to a local traditional Chinese medicine hospital, registered for a specialist, and took Chinese medicine.
Ten doses of Chinese patent medicine cost four hundred yuan. Two courses of treatment, and a thousand yuan was gone.
Today was the ninth day. There was only one packet left to drink. To be honest, it had some effect, but not much. Next, I was considering going to a better hospital for another look.
If that still