Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Heavy!So heavy!
pain!What a pain!
Ji Jian felt that it was difficult to open his eyelids as if they were sewn with glue, and his whole body was filled with lead. He seemed to be blocked in an oil drum poured with cement, unable to move.

"Su, is the hangover so uncomfortable?" Ji Jian felt parched as soon as he woke up. He struggled to get up, but suddenly rolled off the bed. He squirmed forward like a maggot, climbed to the freezer, took He took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap with all his strength, and poured water into his mouth like a bottomless pit.

He is like a victim who has just trekked through the Gobi Desert, he refuses to let go of any drop of water, and regards it as the source of life.

Ji Jian looked at the ceiling, dripping with sweat, as if he had just come out of the gym. He looked at the ceiling, but the whole world seemed to be revolving around him, and murmured: "No, I didn't drink that much yesterday, and I didn't drink that much at all. Came back drunk...too bad, did I drink fake wine?"

Thinking of this, Ji Jian hastened to brace himself, climbed back to bed to get his mobile phone, and wanted to remind his colleagues who had dinner last night to care about their physical condition.

But when he turned on the lock screen of the phone, he saw the interface where the video playback ended. Ji Jian was a little dazed for a moment, and a series of bloody horror scenes flashed back in his mind. He shook his hand and dropped the phone to the ground.

He was scratching his messy hair, every pore of his scalp was trembling to the point of sweating and itching, his face was frightened, "What is that, what the hell did I go through last night..."

He couldn't recall all the memories, but the bits and pieces that he could remember were enough to make his spirit fall into the bottom of the ice valley, his body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body felt cold.

"I...I must be sick." Ji Jian got up from the ground in a hurry, quickly made an appointment with his mobile phone, and hurried out to see a doctor.

As an outstanding contemporary young wage earner, Ji Jian has a good concept of health, that is, he is afraid of death... If he feels sick, he will go to the doctor immediately, even if the king of heaven comes, he can't stop him from going to the doctor.

Ji Jian made an appointment for an internal medicine department, and registered with the deputy director at random. The other doctors' accounts were almost sold out early in the morning, so he had to make an appointment wherever he was free, anyway, as long as he could consult the doctor on the same day.

An hour later, the preliminary results of Ji Jian's consultation came out.

The gray-bearded Zeng old Chinese medicine doctor took Ji Jian's pulse, with a solemn and dignified expression, and the time and space in the entire consultation room seemed to be frozen.

Ji Jian looked at the old Chinese doctor anxiously, his back was wet with sweat, he hesitated to speak, wanted to ask but dared not.

The old Chinese doctor Zeng looked at Ji Jian sideways, without any emotion in his eyes, then lowered his head showing a thoughtful look, then looked at Ji Jian squarely after a while, and said seriously, "Are you married?"

"……No."

"Are you talking about a girlfriend?"

Ji Jian's face changed wildly, "...Doctor, do I have a kidney problem?"

The old Chinese doctor Zeng coughed a few times, with a serious look on his face, "Indeed, it's still a little serious."

Ji Jian's face turned pale in an instant: "No...it shouldn't be, I...I'm usually very restrained. Except for staying up late, I rarely even drink alcohol, let alone smoke."

Hearing this, old doctor Zeng had a flash of sympathy in his eyes, and then he said meaningfully: "Don't be afraid, I will prescribe you some Chinese medicine for conditioning, and take a good rest at ordinary times. Body."

Afterwards, the old Chinese doctor Zeng gave Ji Jian a list, asking Ji Jian to use the equipment for further testing, and then bring back the list of test results for a follow-up visit for a final diagnosis.

So Ji Jian ran up and down in the hospital. After going back and forth, Ji Jian, who was already deeply tired and uncomfortable, felt that he was even weaker, and after some tests, his small coffers, which were not rich at first, lost further wealth, and his heart ached. He secretly howled.

During the follow-up consultation, Ji Jian couldn't help but said to the old Chinese doctor Zeng: "Doctor, I have had a few terrible nightmares recently. Does this have anything to do with me...and my poor health?"

"Yes, poor health makes it easy to have nightmares. You should develop good sleep habits, watch less weird things, don't stay up late, and you will get better gradually. Oh yes, I prescribed it for you. The prescription also has the effect of calming and sleeping, which is also good for your situation, and you can sleep better." The old Chinese doctor Zeng said in relief, tapped on the computer keyboard, clicked the mouse a few times, and printed a two-page prescription To Ji Jian, "Go, young man."

Ji Jian was silent, recalling the too real scene of memory fragments, he felt that his dream was not as simple as the doctor said, but he dared not explain directly, after all, he is not a doctor either.

After returning home with several bags of traditional Chinese medicine, Ji Jian couldn't hold on anymore when he saw the bed, and fell down on the bed with a plop.

"So tired... so sleepy... I don't want to do anything, I don't bother to think about anything." Ji Jian couldn't restrain himself anymore and closed his eyelids, throwing his body and mind into what he saw after closing his eyes. In the endless darkness.

When he woke up again, Ji Jian found that the sky was already dark, and he kept falling down and slept for more than ten hours.

Although his chest was so stuffy and panicky due to falling asleep, Ji Jian felt his body relaxed a lot.

The ache all over his body was still there, but it wasn't as bad as it was during the day. Ji Jian turned over, looked up to the sky, looked at the white ceiling, and his heart was bristling. He vaguely felt that the ceiling was deformed again. What kind of ghosts and ghosts are about to escape from the inside, that kind of imagination is almost real in front of his eyes, as if it will really come true in the next moment, which makes him look away with inexplicable fear.

"There must be something wrong with me..." Ji Jian looked at the dark sky outside the window, the bright lights of Baijia, and his heart was complicated.

Dazed, dazed for a moment, Ji Jian got up and made a simple dinner for himself, instant noodles with eggs and vegetables, and a can of luncheon meat, the dinner was so easy to deal with, his current body is not strong enough to support him to do more Fine cuisine.

After dinner, Ji Jian felt that his body's strength had recovered a little, and after taking another hot bath, he felt that his disconnected body had almost returned.

Before going to bed, Ji Jian drank a pack of traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the doctor. The bitter taste lingered after drinking the whole pack of traditional Chinese medicine, and even rinsing his mouth could not relieve it in the slightest. He could only wait for it to slowly resolve over time.

Boo!
After drinking the medicine, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, but at this time Ji Jian received a reminder of a new message notification on his mobile phone.

Ji Jian trembled violently like an electric shock. He picked up his phone and saw the message "The video of the sleep-aiding blogger you follow has been updated" that caught his eyes. His breathing was heavy, and his eyes showed strong fear. .

Ji Jian is very clear about who is the culprit who made him become what he is now. The root of the problem, the starting point of evil... is the sleep aid videos released by this blogger.

Those sleep aid videos are full of real anomalies!
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