Chapter 52 Narcolepsy Can only Be Solved by Yourself

January 21st, two days after meeting "Mind Eliminator" Abengani.

When Germain slowly returned to the Princeton Hotel, the lights on the walls covered with imitation oil paintings were already on, and strange men and women passed him by in the corridor from time to time.

Standing in front of the door of room 1514, German knocked on the door first and gave the two people inside some time to prepare. Then he took out the room card and swiped the card to enter.

"I'm back." Germain shouted, but no one responded.

After locking the door, Germain walked into this luxurious suite. It not only had a spacious hall and an open-air balcony, but also had three independent rooms, each with all the living facilities.

As for room service, it is naturally of the highest standard.

Bisji and Xiaodi are playing chess next to the sofa.

Both of them were staring at the chessboard. Bisji was hunched over, frowning in thought, while Xiaodi straightened up with a relaxed expression.

"This game of chess..." Bisji thought about it intently for a while, then suddenly looked up, as if he had just noticed Germain walking in, "Ah, Germain, are you back?"

She stood up suddenly and "accidentally" knocked over the chessboard, and the black and white chess pieces fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Ah, Xiaodi, look at me... I'm so careless, I'm sorry." Bisji clasped his hands together, showing an embarrassed expression, "I've been so confused lately..."

"It doesn't matter."

Xiaodi was not angry, but patiently picked up the chess pieces one by one, put them back on the chessboard, and adjusted her glasses.

"I remember where the pieces are."

Bisji's face changed from angry to angry to considerate and gentle in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Di, since Germain is back, the cooperation between the three of us is more important and should be put first. Let's stop playing chess for today, right?"

Without waiting for Xiaodi's answer, Bisji put on a girlish posture, held the hem of her skirt with both hands, and came to Germain's side.

"Germain, what did the doctor say?" she asked with concern.

A few days ago, Germain went to the "Mind Eliminator" to clean up a "negative trait". All his "stress" was also released through Bisji's "Ms. Cookie".

The only thing left is the "disease" that Germain mentioned once.

Xiaodi also looked over curiously and put the chessboard aside.

“I went to the public hospital first, and they gave me a detailed examination. They thought my narcolepsy was more of a ‘psychological problem’ and asked me to see a psychiatrist. "

"So, I went to the "Hunter-specific website" and searched for famous psychiatrists nearby. "

"After a conversation, the other person thought that I was too stubborn and unwilling to reveal my heart, and it was impossible for me to undergo general psychological treatment for narcolepsy. "

Bisji was stunned after hearing this, then he put his hands on his belly and burst into laughter.

"What's 'too stubborn'? Didn't you get kicked out by a psychiatrist? Hahaha... I laughed to death..."

If it weren't for her ladylike image, she would have almost rolled on the carpeted floor with laughter.

Germain remained calm despite Bisji's ridicule and took out a piece of paper from the hunter's black robe.

"Despite that, he still prescribed a medical plan for me, including self-discipline in work and rest, more exercise, psychological suggestion, drug treatment, etc."

Bisji gradually stopped laughing. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, picked up the white paper, quickly read the contents on it, and then nodded repeatedly.

"Just do what the psychiatrist says. There is nothing wrong with these plans, and the medications are normal. In the final analysis, it is up to you to adjust and clear up narcolepsy." "

Bisgi returned the psychiatrist's orders to German.

Germain folded it twice, folded it into small squares, and stuffed it into the pocket inside the hunter's black robe.

"Have you bought everything on the list?" Germain sat on a single sofa, which was so soft that half of his body felt like he was about to sink in. "You should have bought everything, right?"

"Roughly the same."

Bisji sat on a swing chair hanging between two wooden poles. She grabbed the rope with both hands and exerted strength on her waist. The swing chair took her feet off the ground and swayed back and forth.

"Xiao Di and I also added some things on our own initiative. Anyway, the combined funds of the three of us are quite sufficient. Provided that you did not deceive me, otherwise I will waste a lot of money."

Xiaodi tidied up the chessboard and brought over a fruit plate with apples, oranges, strawberries, peaches, etc., but they were all uncut. She only rinsed them with the faucet.

"According to the original plan, we have a day off tomorrow and set off the day after tomorrow, right?" Xiaodi picked up a plump strawberry and put it in her mouth, "Is there anything else?"

"It should be gone, right?" Bisji reached over and took a strawberry and put it into his mouth. After taking two bites, he grinned, "Wow, it's so sour. How did you eat it?"

"I think it's quite delicious." Xiaodi ate the third strawberry with an expressionless expression, "And not every strawberry is so sour."

Bisji sighed, picked up an apple, and carefully took a bite, confirming that it was mostly sweet this time before continuing to eat.

"Xiao Di, you were brought here temporarily just like me. You have never "traveled" with Germain before, right? Don’t you have any doubts in your heart? I see you are always calm. "

"I don't completely believe Germain either." Xiaodi peeled an orange, her fingertips stained yellow, "It's just that Germain is right, some things can only be confirmed with your own eyes."

"Oh..." Biscuit nodded, spread out his palm, stretched it to Xiaodi, and motioned her to give him a slice of orange, "In this respect, you two are actually a bit similar."

Xiaodi stared at Biscuit's palm after taking off the white gloves, and then suddenly realized and put the orange peel on Biscuit's palm: "Thank you."

Biscuit retracted his hand, silently looked at the complete orange peel on his palm for a few times, then sighed again and threw it into the trash can.

"Now there is another process." Germain took out his mobile phone, switched to the memo, and placed it on the tea table, "This is the "Dark Continent Experience" I sorted out, you can take a look. "

Biscuit was quite interested. She picked up her phone and quickly flipped through it.

The content was not much. She finished reading it for the first time in ten minutes and then started reading it for the second time.

This time, Xiaodi also came over and leaned against Biscuit. The two little heads leaned together. As Biscuit's fingers slid, the six eyes kept moving and blinked synchronously from time to time.

Thanks to koei_tw for the reward

Thanks to the book friends for the monthly ticket and recommendation ticket