After New Year's Day, Beibei went to see Dr. Zhang. She should have gone early, but Beibei has never made up her mind. She knew that she might be sick, and the disease was in her heart. It was said that she should go to the hospital to find a psychiatrist, but the cost of seeing a psychiatrist was too high. For her who owe so much money, it would be better to find Dr. Zhang to see her.

Dr. Zhang's small clinic is located in the suburbs of the city. It was about to leave the city. After a bumpy afternoon, Beibei got off the car and vomited. She squatted on the side of the road for more than half an hour before walking towards the village near the suburbs of the city again.

This place is the two ends of the city, but the suburbs that should be almost the same are different here. Longgu is the exit of urban freight trucks. Every day, they pass by either trailers or large goods. Most of the drivers are rough. There is no exit here. The adjacent mountains are closely connected to the tourist area, with beautiful scenery and clean roads. The two-story buildings of farmers in the small village next to them are European-style, and even the dogs are barked purebred dogs. Generally, they live in the most powerful families in the city, and come naturally for this.

Dr. Zhang’s clinic is in this modern village, and it is not a few steps away from the main road. Compared with the European villas on both sides, Dr. Zhang’s house is a product of agricultural civilization. The courtyard is full of rural rusticity, and there is no paved slab on the ground. It is covered with soil. The soil is full of people, and it is abruptly.

As soon as Beibei entered the door, the eldest sister in a white coat gave her a No. 29 sign. She had already started to like her, so she probably didn't have to wait for 28 people. The wind was a little cold, so Beibei tried a little hard and squeezed into the lounge for those who were waiting to see the doctor.

There were more than twenty-nine people in the room. The outer circle sat on the first floor, and then the outer circle stood on two floors, full of them. Even so, Beibei did not turn around and went out. She would rather squeeze and blow the air in the yard. However, this environment made her mood more anxious and she was sweating very much.

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Dr. Zhang wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and the lenses were so small that they always had to look out from above. Beibei was a stranger today. Dr. Zhang was a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. He was accustomed to taking pulses. I don’t know if he understood this mental problem. Beibei thought he should talk about it first, so after Dr. Zhang took the pulse, she took the initiative to speak, but was stopped by Dr. Zhang.

"Girl, you're just too hot to have a strong liver fire, I didn't see anything else." Dr. Zhang looked at Beibei carefully on his glasses and said, "You have something to do in your heart!"

The doctor said something was wrong in his heart, and he said Beibei's tears. He was not only sick but also very sick.

"Don't put it when it's 50." Dr. Zhang said to the sister in the white coat, and then turned around: "You'll wait for me next to you for a while. After watching it, let's talk." Beibei's tears that had broken through the dam were emptied. The old Chinese doctor said she had to wait a while and she was trying to make a good start. She had never been so relaxed, but the thunderstorm in the sky stopped again.

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As the old Chinese doctor was finished working hard, he came to call Beibei over with a white coat. At this moment, Dr. Zhang took off his white clothes and wore casual clothes. Beibei then realized that he was not old, and he was only in his forties.

"Tell me your story!" Dr. Zhang walked to the desk with a smile and sat down. His face looked like a Buddha, his thick body, and his arms were bulging, as if he was holding two pieces of candy.

"When did you tell me?" Beibei asked stupidly.

Dr. Zhang looked up and smiled: "Whatever."

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Dr. Zhang listened for a long time, but Beibei's story was not finished. She was very excited and almost tried her best to speak, but she didn't need to use force to speak. The harder she tried, the more she couldn't explain it clearly. Beibei was so anxious that she almost cried. She finally found that she had lost the order of speaking. She couldn't express it clearly, but she really couldn't explain it clearly. She couldn't say what she meant in her heart, and she was in a mess: "Doctor, do you understand what I said?"

"I understand." Dr. Zhang calmly leaned back to the chair, took off his glasses and rubbed his nose.

"There is no special medicine for heart disease, and I can't help you. In fact, it's mainly because you want to prescribe it yourself." Then he sat up again, leaned forward, and looked at Beibei's eyes: "I can prescribe some medicine for you. This medicine can help you sleep. You can't sleep like this now. The more you don't sleep, the harder your mind will recover." As he said that, he began to write something on the paper and handed it over to the sister in the white coat.

"Doctor, am I crazy?"

Beibei said this, and Dr. Zhang was stunned. He raised his head and smiled at her aggrieved look: "No, you just tripped the door to the bar. Who wouldn't meet Kekan'er in your life! It's okay, it's okay."

"Then, what should I do?"

"I don't know that this is the most difficult thing to see in people's hearts. If the problem you encounter is someone else's, it may not be a problem at all, but for you it's a threshold that cannot be overcome." Dr. Zhang paused for a while and thought for a while and said: "In fact, time is the best method, which will slowly settle many things, just like mixed water. After a long time, the turbid things will settle down, revealing clear water. What I can help you is to reduce the torture in your heart in this process and leave some space for time."

"You take one packet of medicine a day, pour it into your mouth and use water to go in. It's a little sour and astringent, and you have to try your best to take it if you can't drink it. This medicine will make you sleep well, but it will also make you feel a little tired and have less random thoughts." Dr. Zhang smiled, holding a plastic bag in his hand, containing a small bag of paper bags. He walked around the table in front of him, handed a small bag of medicine to Beibei, and reached out to pat her shoulder twice, which was very powerful.

The dosage of a month is a yellow Chinese medicine powder. It costs about one dollar per pack, which is very cheap. When I walked to the door, Dr. Zhang sent it out: "Girl, there is another saying, "You have a person who is in a temperament now. Love can only feel the beauty when you love deeply. Although I am troubled now, I envy you. I love you so much. You shouldn't want so many. If people don't expect it, how can there be pain?"

When Beibei heard Dr. Zhang say this, she was so excited that she was about to speak, but Dr. Zhang stopped her. He said: "The less you have, the happier you are. Most people are tired of too many desires, and they may not be able to be happy. Looking at those who smile all day long, they may not be really happy. Only when people are calm inside can they become really happy, because they are calm and have no pain, so why should they laugh all day long?"
Chapter completed!