Chapter 3
"Your illness is mainly a psychological problem. If you rely on medication alone, I suggest you take it in moderation. The medicine is three-point poisonous, and the ingredients of these sleeping pills have serious side effects. You are a chef, and your sense of taste It should be very important to you."

After hearing about Zhang Wentao's condition, the doctor raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the unshaven man in front of him turned out to be a Michelin chef.

Moreover, he was a chef suffering from insomnia. Out of medical ethics, the doctor patiently explained the side effects of sleeping pills in general.

Night sweats, bitter mouth, and dependence have little impact on Zhang Wentao, but the key is that if he relies on sleeping pills for a long time, the ingredients of the medicine will have a great impact on his taste buds.

This affects the future development of a chef.

You know, taste buds are very important to a chef, both Chinese food and Western food.

"But, doctor, if I don't rely on sleeping pills, I can't rely on alcohol alone. When I was abroad, with the help of local doctors, I quit drinking." Zhang Wentao saw that the doctor refused to prescribe too many sleeping pills for himself, He also spoke out about his experience with alcoholism.

When he heard about alcoholism, the doctor suddenly became nervous. Alcoholism is of the same nature as drug dependence.Since the other party had a history of alcoholism, she couldn't prescribe too many sleeping pills to this patient.

"Well, I'll prescribe you a box of third-generation sleeping pills, and you take half a pill every night. Combine it with proper exercise every day, and see the effect first. Also, don't drink alcohol, or the toxin will affect your taste nerves. Are you not Say you are going to travel, a good attitude is the most effective way for you to get rid of insomnia."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Seeing the doctor's attitude was very firm, so Zhang Wentao chose to accept it without further words.He didn't want it either, because taking the medicine hurt his sense of taste, anyway, he would have to rely on it for food in the future.

His previous drinking behavior had degraded his sense of taste a lot.

That's why, when grading, there were mistakes that shouldn't have happened, not to mention the trouble with the restaurant, and even the teacher who regarded himself as his successor, dropped one star because of this.

After taking the doctor's order, paying the money, and taking the medicine, he saw himself busy for a long time and only got a box of sleeping pills, and walked out of the hospital hall along the stairs.

At the noisy hospital entrance, patients and their family members rush in and out from time to time.

As soon as he stepped out the door, the figure he had seen an hour ago caught Zhang Wentao's attention.Earlier, the woman with a black body who blocked her way down the stairs had red and swollen eyes with tears in her eyes and hung up the phone with tears on her face.

The moment the two of them missed, she suddenly squatted on the ground, hugged her knees with both hands, and began to cry, and the crying became louder and louder, causing Zhang Wentao, who was walking away, to look back curiously.

"It seems that there are many unfortunate people in the world, especially those who come to the hospital."

Feeling emotional, he touched the pockets on both sides of the windbreaker. When he went to the grave in the morning, there was still half a pack of paper towels specially used to wipe the tombstone.

Without thinking, he took it out, turned around and handed it over, and said softly: "That, you can use it."

Xu Hongdou raised her head when she heard the sound, tears dripped down her cheeks and fell to the ground as her eyes blinked. Seeing the concern written on the stranger's face, she nodded slightly and said with a choked voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, my teacher told me that time will heal everything, I hope you can cheer up."

After the other party took the tissue, Zhang Wentao comforted with a little embarrassment, turned and left.Facing a fragile woman, he felt that he had done everything he had to do. No matter how good-looking she was, this was not a good time to bother her too much.

Anyway, everyone is just passing by in a hurry.

After Xu Hongdou took the tissue, looked at the back of the far away, and cried in a low voice: "Time... But Nan Xing has no time..."

……

The night was low, but when I looked into the night sky, I could only see the bright moon.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Wentao, who was wearing a sportswear and exercising in the park for about an hour, returned to his home sweating profusely.

On the way back, I ran into neighbors who lived downstairs. The neighbors were full of curiosity about his return, but they didn't feel puzzled at the same time.

After all, there are three houses still in this community, no matter whether they are sold or rented out, someone must take care of them.

With only one person left in the family, this kind of thing naturally fell on Zhang Wentao.

"Huh, I'm exhausted."

As soon as he entered the door, the first thing Zhang Wentao did was to try to take off the quick-drying clothes stuck to his body, and then he walked into the bathroom.

After half an hour.

Zhang Wentao was wrapped in a bath towel, his hair was still dripping, and he was rummaging in front of his suitcase for a change of clothes.

The dirty clothes that were soaked before were constantly tumbling in the spinning washing machine.

After finding the shorts and a clean shirt, he dried his hair and put them on again. Without any sleepiness, he sat on the sofa, picked up his phone and replied to a few messages from France, and then clicked on the travel software again. .

When I saw it, I saw it was late at night, and even forgot to take sleeping pills.

He didn't get up in a hurry until he booked his air ticket and hotel and found that it was already three o'clock in the morning. He ate half a slice and went to the bedroom.

After lying on the bed for nearly half an hour, the medicine began to take effect, but Zhang Wentao, who opened his eyes, only felt his head was heavy, but he was rarely sleepy.

How can I go to sleep?
After pondering for a long time, the eyelids gradually sank...

In the hospital, Chen Nanxing, who had been arranged to be hospitalized and had completed various examinations, leaned on the hospital bed dumbfounded.

Her best friend Xu Hongdou bought her all kinds of food that she likes most on weekdays and put them quietly on the bedside table, without moving.

The eyes of the two were very red and swollen, and their expressions were very sad.Pancreatic cancer is at an advanced stage, and she has missed the best time for treatment. She can only accept the sudden bad news without a chance to resist.

In the case of conservative treatment, life can be maintained for 6-12 months at most.

The so-called conservative treatment is actually just staying in the hospital bed as much as possible, and using painkillers to relieve pain.

"Have you called my parents yet?"

Xu Hongdou, who lowered his head and was biting his lip, nodded immediately when he heard his friend's hoarse and weak voice, tears streaming down again.

"You go back first, you have to go to work tomorrow." Chen Nanxing said, woke up his nose, and said, "Don't worry, I can do it by myself."

"I...I won't go, I'll stay with you."

"Let's go, be obedient. When my parents come tomorrow, I need you to pick them up for me..." Chen Nanxing stubbornly tried not to shed tears, but there was a salty taste from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)

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