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George Sheng has been wandering between insomnia and light sleep for many years. He rarely feels sleepy on weekdays. Even if he finally falls asleep, he is easily awakened. He didn't sleep well in the past few days, and he felt anxious. Maybe he smelled a familiar smell tonight, or maybe he smoothed Song Xi's hair on his back, which made him feel better. He leaned against the window and turned over a book, and soon he felt faintly asleep. Feeling a little sleepy.

Putting down the book, he got out of bed and prepared to smoke a cigarette to sleep. Normally he smoked on the sofa, but tonight he accidentally walked to the window and blew smoke out the window.

The bedside lamp in his room was turned on, and the light was warm yellow, but the lawn downstairs reflected a white light. He raised his head slightly and looked up. Sure enough, it was Song Xi's room with the light on on the third floor.

It was so late, why was she lighting a lamp and boiling oil?

George Sheng finished smoking a cigarette and stood by the window for a while. The big light was always on upstairs.

He was rarely sleepy and did not dare to wait too long. He turned back to the bed, turned off the light and closed his eyes.

The next morning, George Sheng, who was lying on his side, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were not completely clear, but they were not sleepy either. He heard a sound coming from the door. After another minute or two, There was the sound of a car starting downstairs. I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was exactly six forty.

After lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, George Sheng walked to the door. Without exception, he found something at the door. When he got closer, he saw that it was an A4-sized paper with densely written lines on it. He bent down to pick it up. Only then did I realize that it was not just one piece of paper, but several pieces of A4 paper, with the upper left corners glued together.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the paper. The effective methods for treating long-term sleep disorders were divided into categories. Each major category was carefully listed with details, and the details contained specific implementation plans. In the vast sea of ​​words, George Sheng came up with the first The eye-catching words such as acupuncture, electroacupuncture, cupping, and acupoint catgut embedding are all visible.

Of course, this was not what left him speechless the most. What was speechless was that he actually saw dietary therapy. Don't tell him, she wants to help him improve with dietary therapy? Don’t let your insomnia be cured and you may end up with anorexia again.

George Sheng was contemptuous and a little timid at the same time. It could be seen that she had done a lot of homework. Three and a half sheets of A4 paper contained at least 18,000 words, all written by hand.

He didn't know how many times he asked in his heart, isn't she a cardiac surgeon?

Song Xi is indeed a cardiac surgeon. Many people think that doctors can cure all diseases. Whenever this happens, Song Xi wants to ask, does a person who learns languages ​​necessarily speak the languages ​​of the world?

She didn't sleep all night and worked all night to sort it out. People around her said she was a genius, but they didn't see how much effort she put in behind the scenes.

Song Xi was already very happy that she didn't have to walk a long way to take a taxi to work. She drove to the hospital by herself. When the car drove to the underground parking lot, the security guard was supposed to charge a fee, but he recognized her and said hello, Dr. Song, I will drive by myself today. come to work?

Song Xi smiled and nodded. The security guard asked her how she got the number. Song Xi said that she had been waiting for a long time.

After finding a parking space and parking the car, Song Xi received a call from George Sheng on the way upstairs. He asked, Are you trying to trick me on purpose?

Song Xi paused for a moment, then guessed what he was thinking, and said calmly: The treatment of any disease is nothing more than drug and non-drug treatment. You don't like to drink Chinese medicine, and I personally don't recommend you to take Western medicine, so I can only Choose non-drug physical therapy.”

After saying that, she instinctively added: Don't be afraid. Acupuncture is acupuncture. It won't hurt much. It's equivalent to being bitten by a mosquito. As for cupping and moxibustion, they are also within the normal tolerance range. Women I can bear it all...

Song Xi originally wanted to add something, let alone a grown man, but as she spoke, she thought of the way George Sheng drank medicine... It seemed that he was really not good at this.

Rolling her eyes slightly, she immediately changed her words: I will try to be gentler. If you can't stand it, we will find other ways.

George Sheng asked in an indifferent voice: Food therapy?

Song Xi replied seriously: Do you like diet therapy? In fact, diet therapy is the method I personally recommend. Diseases enter through the mouth and must be treated from the mouth, and you are not afraid of pain when eating.

George Sheng asked in a calm tone: Who will do it?

Song Xi didn't even think about it, Of course I'll find someone to do it.

She doesn't know how to cook, let alone the medicinal diet. She won't eat dead people, but it will be difficult to eat dead people.

George Sheng still had the same neutral tone and replied: My illness is a private matter. Why did you find someone to cook for me? Are you afraid that others won't know that I am sick?

Song Xi was really embarrassed when he heard this. Did he mean to let her do it?

Both of them were silent. George Sheng deliberately didn't speak, waiting for Song Xi to say. After about five or six seconds, Song Xi hesitated and tentatively replied: Then the food I cook is not delicious.

This time, George Sheng's tone was particularly clear, and he said with obvious dissatisfaction: Don't you know how to learn?

Song Xi was scolded for a while, but his attitude was very good today. He said in less than two seconds: I know, I'll learn.

George Sheng was surprised at how well-behaved she was at first, but he immediately thought of the reason. Why couldn't she lower her head for Song Yuanqing?

After grabbing her seven inches, George Sheng continued: Try the diet therapy first, and then bring it to me when the food you made can be eaten.

Song Xi is still counting on him and doesn't dare to bargain with him, but still agrees honestly.

When George Sheng hung up the phone, Song Xiren was already at the door of Xinwai. After thinking about it, she turned around, entered the elevator and went straight to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.

He was not given Chinese medicine, but the food he put in his mouth still had to be medicated. Song Xi went to bother Qin Xuesong again. After hearing her intention, Qin Xuesong raised his eyelids and looked at Song Xi's face through the spectacles, What on earth are you giving? Who treats the disease?”

Song Xi said: A friend.

Qin Xuesong said: A boyfriend...

Song Xi corrected, Male friend.

Qin Xuesong said: You came to my place to ask for a recipe. I asked you to cook the medicine here, but you insisted on taking the medicine away. This time you came to ask for a recipe... You and your male friend are... Don’t we live together?”

Song Xi didn't expect Jiang to be too old, so he quickly shook his head and denied, No, teacher, don't think too much, we are friends.

Qin Xuesong said: A normal friend would trouble you to come to me again and again?

Song Xi smiled and felt a little guilty, and replied bravely: They are not ordinary friends...actually they are not ordinary.

Qin Xuesong's eyes were meaningful. He lowered his head and wrote on the paper. While writing, he said: Your big girl-like boyfriend doesn't want to come to the hospital. Find a time some other time and I will show him outside. If he is really shy, you can Pull a curtain for him and I can hang a thread to feel his pulse.

These words were half joking and half true, making Song Xi blush inexplicably.

Qin Xuesong closed the pen, raised his hand, and handed her a medicinal recipe filled with words, Take this to coax your boyfriend.