Life With You

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. A few days ago, he did not sleep well, and his mood was also anxious. Tonight maybe he smelled a familiar smell, or maybe it was because of Song Xi’s negative hair, he was in a good mood. He leaned against the window and flipped a book, and it didn’t take long for him to feel faintly. A little sleepy.

Putting down the book, he got out of bed and was about to smoke a cigarette to sleep. He also smoked on the sofa on weekdays. Tonight, he walked to the window and breathed out smoke.

The bedside lamp was on in his room, and the light was warm yellow, but the lawn downstairs was shining a white light. Looking up, it turned out that it was Song Xi's room with the light on the third floor.

It's so late, why does she light the lamp and boil the oil?

George Sheng finished smoking a cigarette and stood by the window for a while, the headlights on upstairs all the time.

He was so sleepy that he dared not delay for too long, 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, not saying that his eyes were completely clear, but he was not sleepy. He heard a sound from the door, and another minute or two passed. There was the sound of the car starting downstairs. He picked up the phone and looked at the time. It was exactly 6:40.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, George Sheng walked to the door, without exception, found the things at the door, and when he came closer, it was a piece of A4 size paper with densely written lines on it, and he stooped to pick it up. It was only then that it was discovered that it was not just a sheet, but a few A4 papers, with the upper left corner glued together.

Looking down on the paper, the effective ways to treat long-term sleep disorders are divided into categories. In each category, the details are carefully listed, and there are specific implementation plans in the details. George Sheng is the first in the vast sea of ​​words. Eyes can see acupuncture, electroacupuncture, cupping, acupoint embedding and other harsh words.

Of course, this is not what makes him speechless the most. What is speechless is that he actually saw diet therapy. Don't tell him, she wants to help him improve with diet therapy? Don't have insomnia that is not cured, and get anorexia again.

George Sheng despised, but was also a little cautious. It was obvious that she had done a lot of homework, three and a half sheets of A4 paper, less than eight thousand words, all handwritten.

He didn't know how many times he questioned, isn't she a heart surgery?

Song Xi is indeed a cardiology surgery department. Many people think that doctors will cure all diseases. At such moments, Song Xi wants to ask a question back, can those who learn languages ​​speak the languages ​​of the world?

She hadn't slept all night and sorted it out all night long. People around her said she was a genius, but she didn't see how much effort she was making secretly.

Don’t have to travel a long way to take a taxi to work. Song Xi is already very happy. She drove to the hospital by herself. When the car went to the underground parking lot, the security had to charge her, but she recognized her and said hello, “Dr. Song, drive by yourself today come to work?"

Song Xi smiled and nodded. The security asked her how she got the number. Song Xi said she had waited 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, "Did you fix me on purpose?"

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

After that, she instinctively added: “Don’t be afraid. Acupuncture is acupuncture point, it won’t hurt too much. It is equivalent to being stung by a mosquito. As for cupping and moxibustion, they are within the normal tolerance range. I can stand it..."

Song Xi originally wanted to add something, not to mention being a big man, but when it came to her lips, she thought of George Sheng drinking medicine... It seemed that he was really not good at this.

Turning her eyes slightly, she immediately changed her words: "I will try to act lightly. If you can't stand it, we will think of other ways."

George Sheng asked in disagreeable mood and anger: "Diet therapy?"

Song Xi replied earnestly: "Do you like diet therapy? Actually, diet therapy is the way I personally recommend. The disease is ingested by the mouth, and it must be treated by the mouth, and eating is not afraid of pain."

George Sheng asked calmly: "Who will do it?"

Song Xi didn't even think about it, "Of course I was looking for someone to do it."

She doesn't know how to cook, let alone medicated food. She can't eat dead people, but she can't eat dead people.

George Sheng replied aloud: "My illness is privacy. You also specially find someone to cook for me, for fear that others will not know that I am sick?"

When Song Xi heard this, he was really embarrassed. What did he mean to let her do it?

The two of them were silent, and George Sheng deliberately did not speak, waiting for Song Xi to say that after about five or six seconds, Song Xi hesitated and replied tentatively: "Then what I made is not delicious."

This time George Sheng's tone was very clear, with obvious dissatisfaction, and said: "Can't you learn?"

Song Xi was stunned, but today he has a very good attitude. In less than two seconds, he said, "I know, I will learn."

George Sheng was surprised at her goodness at first, but he immediately thought of the reason. For Song Yuanqing, why can't she lower her head?

Grabbing her seven inches, George Sheng went on to say: "Try the diet first, wait until you can eat what you make, and then give it to me when you can."

Song Xi still counted on him now, not daring to bargain with him, and still honestly responded.

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

He didn’t give him Chinese medicine, but he still had to have medicated food in the entrance. Song Xi went to harass Qin Xuesong again. Qin Xuesong raised his eyelids and looked at Song Xi’s face through the spectacles. Who treats the disease?"

Song Xi said: "A friend."

Qin Xuesong said: "A boyfriend..."

Song Xi corrected, "Male friend."

Qin Xuesong said, "You come here to ask for prescriptions. I told you to decoct the medicine here. You have to take the medicine away. This time, I'm asking for a recipe... You and your male friend, yes Not living together?"

Song Xi didn't expect Jiang to be hot, so she shook her head and denied, "No, don't think about it, teacher, we are friends."

Qin Xuesong said: "Ordinary friends will trouble you to run to me again and again?"

Song Xi smiled with a guilty conscience, and bit the bullet and replied: "Nor are ordinary friends...it is not ordinary."

Qin Xuesong's eyes were meaningful, and he lowered his head to write on the paper, and said as he wrote: "Your boyfriend who looks like a big girl doesn't want to come to the hospital. I will find a time next day and I will show him outside. If he is really shy, you Pull a curtain for him, I can take the pulse."

The words were joking, and Song Xi blushed inexplicably.

Qin Xuesong closed the pen, raised her hand, and handed her a medicated diet filled with words, "Take it to coax her boyfriend."