v3 Chapter 580： insomnia (1/2)

Zhang Heng walked into Dr. Baker's room behind Song Jia.

Dr. Baker looked around the house quickly before closing the door.

As Song Jia said, the first floor is completely furnished by the clinic. There is a small reception area, an old sofa, a TV set, separated by a curtain. The treatment room should be behind the curtain.

This arrangement is definitely not reasonable elsewhere, because meeting with a psychiatrist is a very private matter, especially when receiving treatment, patients may need to pour out some privacy that is buried deep in their hearts, so it is even more You need a space that is not disturbed to get a sense of security, not separated from the reception area by only a curtain.

But here, because the number of patients on the island itself is very scarce, basically after the date is agreed, Dr. Baker will not let other people in, so it is not affected.

”I haven't seen you for a long time, Dr. Baker. Your face doesn't look very good. Is it sick?” Song Jia asked after entering the house.

”I'm fine,” Dr. Baker hurriedly answered. He didn't open the curtain to let Zhang Heng enter the treatment room. Instead, he turned directly to a closet and opened the wooden door. Various bottles and jars were placed on it. When he was used as a medicine cabinet.

Dr. Baker went through it for a while and found a white medicine bottle. Zhang Heng's eyes were sharp, and he saw Zopiclone printed on the bottle. This is a sleeping pill. It is also commonly used on the market today. Compared with the previous two generations, the safety is better, and the tolerance and dependence are also lower.

Dr. Baker didn't seem to plan to help Zhang Heng at all. He wanted to get some sleeping pills and sent the latter, but when he opened the white medicine bottle, he couldn't help but whispered a curse, and then the bottle Cover it again and put it back on the shelf.

His movements were quick, but he still couldn't escape Zhang Heng's eyes and said, ”Do you have insomnia recently?”

”Well, I was under a lot of work pressure at this time, so I would take some medicine before going to bed.” Dr. Baker said casually, but even Song Jia on the side could hear him in Huzhao, and everyone on the island knew that Dr. Baker The business of my clinic is not good for a day or two. It has always been a bleak operation at best. In fact, there are very few things on the school side. How come there is work pressure.

But Song Jia didn’t say anything. Watching Dr. Baker came to the refrigerator again, he flipped out half a bottle of fudge from the inside and stuffed it into Zhang Heng’s hands. ”Melatonin should improve some of your sleep. One hundred Kron, go back and eat for a while, then come back to me.”

Zhang Heng glanced at the bottle of melatonin that was approaching the date, but did not worry about checking out. He said lightly, ”What do you do if I take it?”

”Don't worry about me, I will buy again.” Baker waved his hand, then stood staring at the two of them, a look that you can go.

This made embarrassment on Song Jia's face, which emphasized how hospitable and hospitable the people on the island were, along with Zhang Heng, especially before she said to Zhang Heng that she might be able to have dinner at Dr. Baker’s house. Just like flies, Song Jia even wondered if Dr. Baker had guessed their true intentions.

Zhang Heng didn't move, but just put the bottle of melatonin on the sofa, and then said again, ”This time, in addition to asking you to help treat the disease, I actually have something else.”

”You are their people?!”

Obviously it was a very simple sentence, but I don't know why Dr. Baker's face changed a lot, and he took a step back, and the face that had no blood color looked paler.

Zhang Heng's eyes moved slightly, he wanted to follow Dr. Baker's words, but he didn't expect Song Jia on the side to ask a silly question at this time, ”What are their people?”

”Isn't it?” The terrifying light in Dr. Baker's eyes weakened slightly, but he still maintained a guarded posture and urged, ”Hurry up with the medicine, we have nothing to talk about.”