The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Bronchitis, cervical spondylosis, double torture. It's cold outside in the Northeast, and I can't stop coughing when I leave the house. So I can’t go for a massage, it’s really hard...

Brothers, I can’t sit still anymore and it’s slow to write on my phone when I lie down. I'll go to bed and write half a chapter, then wake up tomorrow morning and write the other half, and post it at eight or nine o'clock.