"Thank you, brother." Her eyes brightened a bit.
Beitang looked at her, hesitating to speak, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to tell me."
"I feel pretty good." Gong Shirao said to him, "This 'sleep therapy' is quite effective. I feel like my insomnia is cured, and all I want to do is sleep."
Beitang looked at her, too heartbroken to speak.
She tried to muster a smile, asking him with a lively tone, "By the way, brother, how long will this effect last?"
"At least a week." Beitang answered.
"That long?" A shadow of disappointment flickered in her eyes, and her voice became soft, as if she thought of something, she asked again, "Then after a week, will I be like normal again?"
"Depends on how you recover." Beitang didn't want to continue the topic to make her sad, so he got up and checked the phone he had placed to charge not far away, then unplugged it and handed it to her, saying, "Here's your phone, fully charged."
Gong Shirao smiled as she took the phone.
