(I urge all my friends out there to never study medicine. The knowledge points are endless, the core material is expensive, the exam questions are bizarre, and pulling all-nighters is an everyday occurrence. Doing over five hundred questions makes you want to throw up, multiple-choice questions with variable answers make me want to die, and I have a lab exam tomorrow. He could have just killed me directly—why on earth did he have to schedule a midterm exam?)
(I'm truly dizzy, seeing spots before my eyes, and upcoming are local anatomy, professional English, and medical genetics. The inter-college tournament just ended, and sweet inter-grade tournament has begun. As the starting player for the fourth position, I don't even get a break.)
(Don't worry, though. I will definitely find time to make up the previous chapters, especially yesterday's. Let the bullets fly a little longer.)
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