Doctor Xie, I Can't Sleep

Song Mian hadn't slept a full night's sleep in eight years. She became immune after taking melatonin, heard tinnitus during meditation, and lived in a temple for half a month. The monk said to her: "Donor, you have something on your mind." Of course she knew, but how to let it go? Thirty thousand and one hours of consultation with a specialist turned out to be a young professor with a badge that read "Xie Bo" and looked younger than her. She questioned, and he directly pulled up her medical records: "Eight years of insomnia, seventeen solutions have failed, and the last doctor recommended that she be transferred to a psychology department." "So you also..." "I don't recommend it." He closed the medical record, "I will customize a set of sleep-inducing audio for you. Try it for a week. If it doesn't work, then switch to it." She stared at him: "Are you a sleep doctor or an ASMR blogger?" "Part-time job." His face was expressionless. On the first day of monitoring, she was lying in electrodes all over her body. He said to the intercom: "From now on, you only want one picture. There is a white wall in front of you. There is a clock on the wall. The clock is broken. Stare at it and don't think about anything else." Fourteen minutes later, her brain waves entered deep sleep for the first time. That night she received an audio clip, the sound of his breathing, with very light white noise in the background, with the note: "Fourteen minutes to fall asleep today, tomorrow's goal is twelve." She woke up at two in the morning and played the audio again. His breathing was like a tide, and she fell asleep again listening to it. Later, a heartbeat was added to the audio. Rhythm 63 times. He wrote in the note: "63 is already too fast for me, you don't have to worry about why." What Song Mian didn't know was that she had been to this hospital three years ago. Wearing a goose-yellow sweater, he slept on the monitoring bed for one hour and seventeen minutes. The doctor that day was Xie Bo. She left two words in the file: "It's so quiet." He cut those two words into the audio number 000 and kept it for three years. Until one day she came across the video of ASMR blogger "Bo Sheng". The heartbeat, breathing, and gaps between turning pages are exactly the same. The next day she rushed into the consulting room: "Did you know it was me?" Xie Bo put down his pen: "I knew it the day you opened the door and came in wearing a goose yellow sweater." "Then why didn't you say it?" "Because you left before you recovered eight years ago, and you haven't had a good night's sleep in the past eight years." He looked at her, "I want to cure you completely this time before I tell you." Later, the final version of her customized audio lasted for six hours. It included the sound of turning books, the sound of rain, heartbeat, and what he said: "No need to count, I'm here." She listened to it the first time and slept for seven hours and 42 minutes. The next day she set the phrase "no need to count" as an alarm clock. Xie Bo wrote in the medical record: "Sleep has improved significantly." A line was added below: "Bonus items: My own heartbeat, unlimited supply every day." From that day on, she finally learned to sleep well. Because she listened to a person's heartbeat for three months, the rhythm was 63 beats, which was exactly the frequency at which her insomnia stopped. Intention: The heartbeat is 63 times, just enough to put her to sleep.