Although what you say makes a lot of sense, I'm going to wait and see, and if there are side effects, I'll be done. 、

The little illness has a sad face, and being grabbed by his mother is like a reed in the wind.

"Stomp, stomp." It didn't take long for them to arrive at the gate of the S City Hospital.

Looking around, there is a queue in the hospital?

"Is this a collective illness?" Minor illness rolled his eyes.

Xia people love to join in the fun, but they didn't expect to even join in the excitement of the hospital.

Xiaoxiao saw several people waving the bank cards in their hands and urging the people in front: "Big brother, can you hurry up, the hemorrhoids are painful and dead." ”

"Alas, young people, don't worry, think that even if we had hemorrhoids, we had to endure the pain to move bricks, and you can't survive in society if you can't bear this hardship now." There are also old men who teach earnestly.

"I didn't come if I knew there were so many people in the hospital." Of course, there are also complaints from aunts.

There is also a chat between aunts: "Eh, Sanxiang, why are you here?" ”

"It's not like the elf hospital is open, come and see a doctor."

"Are you sick?"

"No, what if you get sick, the red and white company is so powerful, this hospital must be much better than those Western doctors, so come and have a look."

"Coincidentally, so did I." The aunts were smiling.

The man with hemorrhoids stood in line behind his aunt, his face turned green.

After queuing for less than half an hour, the minor illness was successfully registered in the insomnia department.

"There are a lot of people in the insomnia department now, and a lot of young people are there." Some passers-by said this about the minor illness.

Xiaoai, I came to the third floor of the hospital with my mother, and found the insomnia department after a lot of twists and turns.

When you open the door, you will be greeted by a hall of nearly 300 square meters, filled with young people in their 20s and 30s.

The sick mother couldn't help but complain: "You young people are really too fragile nowadays, depressed at every turn, insomnia, thinking that we all walked more than ten miles to go to school......

The mother of the minor illness started a tirade, and the minor illness was subconsciously ignored.

This is the difference in values, the age of purchasing and the changes of the times make the younger generation and the older generation unable to understand each other's inner suffering.

During the waiting period, Xiao Yao saw that from time to time more than a dozen numbers would be called in a row, and they would walk into the treatment room at the same time.

They won't come out again since.

"Our treatments are usually about 2 hours, with a total of 15 treatment rooms, each of which can accommodate 15 people." I heard a nurse come out and explain.

Although there are many treatment rooms, the 2-hour treatment cycle is a bit long.

I waited a full hour for my turn to be sick.

During this hour, he saw many patients happily walking out of the treatment room with constipation on their faces and a burst of relief after a few days.

The whole person is a hundred times more energetic.

Is this insomnia department so amazing?

Minor illness was surprised in my heart.

"Mom, I'm in." Minor Illness was a little nervous and followed the other patients behind him.

The nurse walked to the other end of the hallway, pushing open a door and entering.

Minor illness notices the door number "Treatment Room 14".

The treatment room is less than 30 square meters, with a podium in front and a neatly arranged small sofa in the back.

At first glance, I thought it was a classroom.

Under the instructions, the minor illness and other patients sat down on the sofa, looking at each other with many questions in their minds.

At that moment, the door to the podium opened, and a doctor walked out.

"Guys, sit quietly on the couch and adjust to an angle where you can sleep, and our treatment will begin soon."

As soon as the words fell, many patients asked, "Doctor, is this treatment painful?" Is it safe? ”

With someone to start, other patients also began to say, "Yes, doctor, if it's not safe, I'll leave." ”

"Do you want a needle?"

"I've been suffering from insomnia for a week, what if I can't sleep?"

"Silence, silence." The doctor was obviously impatient, but patiently explained:

"Rest assured, there is no need for needles, there is no pain, the whole body is safe and there are no side effects, you can still trust the technology of the red and white company."

The patients paused: "We believe in the elf. ”

Seeing that the scene was under control, the doctor nodded in satisfaction and shouted to the other end of the door, "Come in." ”

"Boli~~" A pink, chubby elf immediately jumped in, jumped on his legs, and was lightly exposed on the podium.

"Boli~~" The pink elf bowed to the patient, and someone noticed that the elf was holding a microphone in his hand.

"His name is Bao Bao Ding, he is good at singing, and his singing voice can make people sleep." The doctor laughed.

"Wave~~" Bao Bao Ding turned around, showing an elegant look.

"What a cute elf!" The female patient's eyes couldn't help but glow.

"Singing is like a dream?" Most patients are still skeptical.

But just listen to the song, there will definitely be no sequelae, don't listen to it in vain.

"Isn't it effective to refund the money?" Someone asked.

"No effect, no money." The doctor replied with a smile, and then skillfully plugged his ears with earplugs.

"Please adjust your posture, baby Ding, and then I will ask you."

"Wave~" Baby Ding nodded solemnly.

Before the patient could react, a terrible song came out of the baby's mouth.

"Good..... Good..... It's ugly! Xiao Yao's eyes widened angrily, his face was stunned, and the next moment he wanted to foam at the mouth, and his brain suddenly began to heavily.

His thoughts began to wander, and his eyelids drooped and he passed out.

Before he fell unconscious, he saw that the patients in front of him had collapsed.

In sight, only the pink baby Ding sang with his eyes closed on the podium, like a ......

Pink Devil.

The singing lasted for 2 minutes, and Bao Bao Ding found that all the patients had collapsed, so he stopped singing and coughed lightly.

Seeing this, the nurse on the side immediately brought a glass of water to Bao Ding.

Baby Ding's vocal cords are not fully developed, and all of them cannot sing for a long time.

"The treatment is over, let's go." Then the nurse left with the baby Ding and closed the door to the treatment room.

These insomniacs can get a good night's sleep.

......

"Hahahaha." Minor Ill finds himself in a richly decorated castle, surrounded by elves.

He got up, pushed away a coquettish Pikachu, and looked around blankly, which was a room of 500 square meters, and then let out a wild laugh:

"Hahaha, I'm so stupid, I was drunk yesterday and actually fell asleep in our dog's room."

"Mistake, hahaha,"

"There's a bit of urgency." He then pulled out his phone and dialed it.

"Butler, prepare a helicopter for me, I want to go to the toilet."

"Alas, the house is too big, and it takes a helicopter to go to the toilet." He sighed.

"Hey, wake up." At this moment, a cry suddenly sounded in the sky, and his body shook.

When I woke up, I found myself in the treatment room, and the patients were gone.

A nurse was calling to herself again: "Minor illness, wake up, treatment is over." ”

Xiao Sick looked at the nurse's delicate face in a daze, and his eyes gradually became dull: "Mom, I seem to be ...... In love. ”

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