Honey, Love Me One More Time
Startled, the Doctor’s eyes widened, and he inquired, “How many times?”
“Approximately four or five times. I can’t recall precisely. I battled severe insomnia, unable to sleep each night, which led me to rely on sleeping pills. As time passed, I realized the pills were ineffective, so I increased the dosage. I’ve experimented with various sleeping pills, but none have provided relief. Presently, insomnia continues to torment me.”
The Doctor shook his head in concern. “Your stomach can’t endure the strain of these sleeping pills any longer! Mr. Hans, you must stop taking the sleeping pills.”
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