Jingguang looked at his brother and felt a little depressed.

Those are the sequelae of staying up late for a long time.

My brother definitely didn’t stay up late for only three days as the report said. He must have stayed up late for a long time. The symptoms show that he has been staying up late for at least more than a month!!!

Staying up late will cause excessive consumption of the body, depletion of Qi and blood, and lead to Qi and blood deficiency, which will cause symptoms such as dizziness, fatigue, pale complexion, insomnia, dreaminess, and memory loss.

The liver is responsible for regulating the flow of qi in the human body.

If you often stay up late, it will cause liver qi stagnation, and the patient will experience symptoms such as chest and flank pain, and irritability.

Just now my brother was a little impulsive and irritable, and this was the root cause!

The spleen is responsible for transportation and transformation, and can transport and transform the essence of water and grain. If you often stay up late, it will lead to a decline in the transportation and transformation function of the spleen and stomach. Jingguang is a little worried about his brother's spleen and stomach.

He looked at his brother's complexion and tongue coating, felt his pulse with his fingertips, and gently pressed on the spleen and stomach.

After asking,

Fortunately, my spleen and stomach did feel a little uncomfortable, but it was not to the extent of damage.

Being guilty and timid means that staying up late often will consume the body's heart blood, and insufficient heart blood will lead to malnutrition of the mind, resulting in symptoms such as palpitations, insomnia, nightmares, timidity, and easiness to be frightened.

He also asked this, and Atobe Keigo nodded: "When I take a nap for a few hours during the day to catch up on sleep, I do have problems with dreaming and palpitations..."

Jing Guang became even more worried, and he thought of countless medicine prescriptions.

Select the most suitable one.

He took the blank paper from the bodyguard and began to write.

Then he said, "Stop at Zhang's Pharmacy on China Street. I'll go get some medicine."

He has to get the medicine himself and strictly control its quality.

After a while, he came back with a lot of bags.

I have a lot of medicines at home, but it has been so long, Jingguang is not sure whether they are properly preserved, so it is better to buy a few more.

The family is not short of that little money.

After returning to the old house in Tokyo, the butler had already received the news and prepared the meal. After the two of them ate,

Atobe Keigo was driven to his room by Keimitsu to sleep.

Then Jingguang went into the pharmacy and prepared the medicine himself.

When Jingguang entered Atobe Keigo's room with the medicine bowl,

The curtains were tightly closed in the room, with only one or two faint rays of light coming from the gaps near the French windows.

Jing Guang used the dim light from the baseboard to steadily place the medicine bowl on the table, then sat down by the bed and looked at his brother.

The dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious at this moment.

Jingguang sighed silently: Brother, you are talking about Sanada, but aren’t you the same?

He felt a little distressed and even began to consider whether he should go and help. Even though he didn't like it, it didn't mean he couldn't do it.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the bed.

"Ah well, what's going on in that unglamorous little head of yours?"

Atobe Keigo spoke in a hoarse voice as if he had just woken up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his younger brother staring at him in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

I couldn't help but ask out loud.

Jingguang: "I was wondering if I should go to the company to help..."

He looked up suddenly.

"elder brother!"

He walked to the table next to him and said, "Come and take the medicine now that you are awake. This is mainly used to calm the mind and replenish the qi and blood."

Atobe Keigo has long been accustomed to the taste of Chinese medicine. After all, since the past, no one in his family could escape this thing when they were sick.

As time goes by,

Mr. Atobe has already mastered the skill of drinking a whole bowl of rice without changing his expression.

After drinking, he lay back on the bed. He wanted to chat with his brother, but he fell asleep again without knowing when.

When I woke up again, it was dinner time.