48 Hours a Day

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

But Doctor Baker stretched his head and looked around the room quickly before closing the door.

Just like Songjia said, the first floor is entirely the layout of a clinic. There is a small reception area, an old sofa, and a TV. It is separated by a curtain. Behind the curtain is the treatment room.

It is definitely not reasonable to place this arrangement elsewhere, because the meeting with the psychologist is a very private matter, especially when receiving treatment, the patient may need to confide some of the privacy that he has buried in his heart, so it is even more important. You need an undisturbed space to gain a sense of security, and it cannot be separated from the reception area by 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 very affected.

"Long time no see, Doctor Baker, your complexion doesn't look good, are you sick?" Song Jia asked after entering the house.

"I'm fine." Dr. Baker replied in a hurry. He didn't open the curtain to let Zhang Heng enter the treatment room. Instead, he turned around and went to a closet. He opened the wooden door. Various bottles and cans were placed on it, obviously. When he was using it as a medicine cabinet.

Dr. Baker rummaged for a while and found a white medicine bottle. Zhang Heng’s eyes were very sharp and he saw Zopiclone printed on the bottle. This is a sleeping pill that is also commonly used on the market. Compared with the previous two generations, it has better safety, lower tolerance and dependence.

It seemed that Dr. Baker didn’t plan to help Zhang Heng at all. He sent the latter if he wanted to grab some sleeping pills, but when he opened the white medicine bottle, he couldn’t help cursing in a low voice, and then he took the bottle. Cover it again and put it back on the shelf.

He moved quickly, but he still couldn't escape Zhang Heng's eyes and said, "Doctor, are you having insomnia lately?"

"Well, my work pressure during this period is a bit heavy, so I will take some medicine before going to bed." Dr. Baker casually said, but even Songjia on the side could tell him that he was talking. People on the island know Dr. Baker. My clinic’s business 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. What's the pressure of work.

However, Songjia didn’t say anything. He watched Dr. Baker come to the refrigerator again, pulled out a half bottle of gummy from the inside, and stuffed it into Zhang Heng’s hand, “Melatonin should improve some of your sleep. Kron, go back and eat for a while, if you can't come to me again."

Zhang Heng glanced at the bottle of melatonin in his hand that was approaching the date, but did not rush to check out, and said lightly, "What will you do if I take it?"

"Don't worry about me, I will restock it." Baker waved his hand, then stood still and stared at the two with an expression that you can go.

This makes Songjia, who has been emphasizing how hospitable people on the island are all the way, embarrassing, especially before she vowed to Zhang Heng that maybe she can have dinner at Dr. Baker’s house, but the latter They were chasing them just like chasing flies, Songjia even wondered if Doctor Baker had guessed their true intentions.

Zhang Heng didn't move his footsteps. He just put the bottle of melatonin on the sofa and said again, "I'm here this time, besides looking for your help, I actually have something else."

"You are their people?!"

It was a very simple sentence, but I don't know why Doctor Baker's expression changed drastically. After taking a half step back, the bloodless face looked paler.

Zhang Heng's eyes moved slightly. He originally wanted to follow Dr. Baker's words, but he didn't expect Song Jia who was on the side to ask silly questions, "What is their person?"

"Isn't it?" The terrifying light in Dr. Baker's eyes weakened slightly, but he still maintained a guarded posture, and urged at the same time, "Hurry up when you take the medicine. We have nothing to talk about."

Song Jia had no choice but to look at Zhang Heng again.

However, to her surprise, Zhang Heng really didn't say anything. He just looked at Doctor Baker deeply, then turned his head and walked to the gate.

And just as he was about to step out of the door, Dr. Baker's voice came from behind him, "Wait, you have something left."

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

The latter caught it, drew a hundred crowns from the wallet and placed it on the shoe rack.

Songjia stupidly followed Zhang Heng back to the off-road vehicle, seemingly still wondering why Dr. Baker became like this. After a while, he recovered and asked Zhang Heng again, "Where are we going next? The person in the second picture?"

"Don't worry, it's time for dinner anyway, so let's go to eat first, and then we will go to the hotel and check in." Zhang Heng changed his previous attitude and stopped worrying.

"Eh, don't you continue to investigate?" Song Jia asked with some doubts.

On the way here, she was still worried that Zhang Heng would do something bad to Doctor Baker in order to investigate. However, after seeing Doctor Baker, she became even more curious than Zhang Heng what happened to him.

But then I listened to Zhang Heng, "No, thank you very much for your help. Let's stop here today, and we will continue tomorrow."

Then Zhang Heng pointed to the bar across the street, "Is there any food there?"

"Well, there are beer, bread, fresh fish and shrimp, and fur seal meat," Songjia said, "but if you want to eat vegetables, you have to go to restaurants. The vegetables on the island are basically air shipped from Denmark. Coming here, so the price is also..."

"It's okay, just eat there, go to the countryside, and run around without saving." Zhang Heng said.

"it is good."

Although Songjia had something to ask, after hearing Zhang Heng's words, he started the car first and moved it to the bar. When he left, Songjia seemed to see Dr. Baker standing by the window again, silently watching them.

During the meal, Songjia spoke several times, wanting to continue to raise the questions that he hadn't asked before, but Zhang Heng turned the topic off, and finally the two finished their dinner in a somewhat dull atmosphere.

"Are you still used to it?" Songjia asked after the meal.

"What?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

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

"Oh, thank you, I'm full already, check out and go back." Zhang Heng put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped his mouth.