Insomnia
Zhang Heng followed Song Jia into Doctor Beck's room.
Doctor Beck craned his neck to quickly scan outside before closing the door.
Just as Song Jia had said, the first floor was laid out entirely like a clinic, with a small reception area, an old sofa, and a television. A curtain hung beside them, and behind it was presumably the treatment room.
Such an arrangement would certainly have been inappropriate elsewhere, because seeing a psychiatrist was an extremely private matter. Especially during treatment, patients might need to reveal secrets deeply buried in their hearts, so they needed an undisturbed space to feel safe. They could not be separated from the reception area by nothing more than a curtain.
But here, because the island had so few patients to begin with, once an appointment date was set, Doctor Beck generally did not let anyone else in. So it did not have much of an impact.
"Long time no see, Doctor Beck. You don't look too well. Are you sick?" Song Jia asked after entering.
"I'm fine," Doctor Beck replied hastily. He did not draw back the curtain to let Zhang Heng enter the treatment room. Instead, he turned to a wardrobe and opened its wooden doors. Inside were all sorts of bottles and jars, clearly used as a medicine cabinet.
Doctor Beck rummaged through them for a while before finding a white pill bottle. Zhang Heng had sharp eyes and spotted the word Zopiclone printed on it. It was a sleeping pill and one of the more commonly used ones on the market. Compared with the previous two generations, it was safer and had lower tolerance and dependency risks.
Doctor Beck clearly had no intention of examining Zhang Heng. He wanted to dismiss him with a few sleeping pills, but