48 Hours a Day

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Zhang Heng followed Song Jia and walked into Dr. Baker’s room.

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 of their privacy buried deep in their hearts, Therefore, a space that is not disturbed is needed to gain a sense of security, and it cannot be separated from the reception area by only a curtain.

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

“Long time no see, Dr. Baker, your complexion 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, but turned directly to a closet and opened the wooden door with various bottles. Jars are obviously used by him 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 a comparison on the market now. Commonly used, it is safer and less tolerant and dependent than the previous two generations.

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 pill bottle, he couldn’t bear to cursed in a low voice, and then he would The bottle was recapped and put back on the shelf.

His movements are fast, but he still hasn’t escaped Zhang Heng’s eyes and said, “Did you also suffer from insomnia recently?”

“Well, I was under a lot of work pressure during this time, so I would take some medicine before going to bed.” Dr. Baker said without thinking, but even Song Jia on the side could hear him in Huzhao, people on the island Everyone knows that Dr. Baker’s clinic business is not good for a day or two, until now can only be regarded as a bleak operation at best, and there are actually very few things on the school side, and the work pressure.

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

Zhang Heng glanced at the bottle of melatonin that was approaching the date, but did not worry about checking out, indifferently said, “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 makes the expression on Song Jia’s face, which emphasizes how hospitable and hospitable the people on the island are, along with Zhang Heng. It’s embarrassing, especially before she told Zhang Heng solemnly vowed that maybe she could have dinner at Dr. Baker’s house. In the end, the latter was chasing them like flies, and 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, I have something else besides asking you to help you treat the disease. “

“You are their people?!”

It is obviously a very simple sentence, but I don’t know why Dr. Baker’s expression changed a lot, and he took a step back. The face that was not bloody looks paler.

Zhang Heng’s eyes moved slightly. He had wanted to follow Dr. Baker’s words, but Song Jia on the side of didn’t expect asked silly at this time and asked, “What are their people?”

“Isn’t it?” The shocking rays of light in Dr. Baker’s eyes slightly weakened, but he still maintained a guarded posture and urged, “Hurry up when you take the medicine. We have nothing to talk about. Of.”

Song Jia hearing this has no choice but to look towards Zhang Heng.

However, to her surprise, Zhang Heng didn’t really say anything, just looked at Dr. Baker deeply, and turned to the gate.

And just as he was about to step out of the door, Dr. Baker’s voice came behind him, “Wait, you have something falling.”

As he spoke, he picked up the bottle of melatonin from the sofa and threw it to Zhang Heng.

The latter caught it and withdrew a hundred krona from the wallet and placed it on the shoe rack.

Song Jia followed Zhang Heng in a confused way back to the off-road vehicle. It seems to be wondering why Dr. Baker would become this look. After a while, came back to his senses and asked Zhang Heng again, “Next we are going Where are you looking for the person in the second photo?”

“Don’t worry, it’s time to eat dinner anyway, so let’s go to dinner first, then we go to the hotel and check in.” Zhang Heng changed his situation and was no longer worried.

“Oh, don’t you continue the investigation?” Song Jia asked somewhat.

On the way here, she was still worried that Zhang Heng would do something bad for Dr. Baker, but now that she had seen Dr. Baker, she became more curious than Zhang Heng about what happened to him. What’s wrong.

But after listening to Zhang Heng, “No, thank you very much for your help. Let’s stop here today, we will continue tomorrow.”

Zhang Heng then pointed to the bar across the street, “Are there any food?”

“Well, there are beer, bread, freshly caught fish and shrimp, and sea dog meat and so on,” Song Jiadao said, “but if you want to eat vegetables, you still have to go to the restaurant. The vegetables on the island are basically all It was airlifted from Denmark, so the price is…”

“It’s okay, just eat there, follow the custom in the village, and run away everywhere in the province.” Zhang Heng said.

“Okay.”

Although Song Jia wanted to ask if he had a stomach, Zhang Heng said that he started the car first and moved it to the bar. When he left, Song Jia seemed to see Dr. Baker standing by the window and silently sent them.

And Song Jia opened her mouth several times during the dinner, and wanted to continue to mention the questions she didn’t ask before, but they were all distracted by Zhang Heng. In the end, the two of them finished eating in a dull atmosphere. dinner.

“Are you still used to it?” Song Jia asked after the meal.

“What?” Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

“The food here is very different from your country.” Song Jia said. “In fact, there is a Hong Kong restaurant on the island. The fried rice in it is delicious. If you are not used to it, we can go there.”

“Oh, thank you, I’m already full. Check out and go back.” Zhang Heng put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth.