Chapter: 4529

Su Nan blinked, "It's better."

"I'm your psychiatrist, don't lie to me, Miss Su, your face tells me that you haven't had a good rest."

Su Nan was silent for a while, looking at the sunny day outside the window, and said silently

"Yes, I can't sleep. I dare not continue to take medicine. I'm afraid that if he finds out, he will worry about me and hate me."

Qiao Ming looked at her silently, his face became a little dignified.

Su Nan took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I'm trying to fall asleep by myself, or use alcohol."

Qiao Ming didn't ask too much, just nodded with a smile

"You have the awareness of self-help, which is a good thing. You don't need to take medicine, try to drink a glass of milk before going to bed, or gradually reduce the dose of medicine.

If you can, you can ask Mr. Shang to come to me. I think he may also need my help. "

Su Nan frowned slightly, without objecting or agreeing.

"let me try."

Qiao Ming breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, this is the best. It's a good thing that Mr. Shang is back. You have to relax. Nothing is more important than being alive. You have experienced life and death, and you should cherish each other more now."

Su Nan froze for a moment and stood up.

"I have something to do later, so I won't bother you."

"Also."

Qiao Ming watched her leave politely.

There was a bit of worry in his eyes.

Su Nan left suddenly because she suddenly felt unwell.

The gap between ideal and reality made her at a loss for Shang Qian.

She is very irritable.

Su Nan subconsciously went to the newly opened bar "Weier" nearby.

"I heard" that the bar had been sealed down some time ago.

At the time when it was driving vigorously in City A, and many regular customers greeted and sent it off, Su Nan knew this place very well.

But I heard that it was related to Qin Yu's disappearance, so it was quietly sealed up by the relevant department.

So she hasn't come out to drink for a long time.

Bars are usually open at night, but this one is also open during the day.

The environment inside is unique, a bit like an Italian-style petty bourgeoisie, the music inside is flowing slowly, and many people sit in it talking and drinking in a low voice.

Su Nan went in and asked for a glass of wine, but didn't say much. On the round stage, there was a woman singing quietly with a guitar. Her voice was hoarse and deep, and she was wearing heavy makeup, so she couldn't tell her original appearance.

But there is always a lazy and disdainful aura.

Seeing Su Nan staring at him, the bartender at the bar smiled and introduced