Crazy Psychologist

"Ah, it's an allergy problem."

Zhang Wenwen glanced at the nervous Liu Dandan, and saw in him a bit of the excitement and nervousness he felt when he was still an intern.

"really."

Liu Dandan was very excited, "Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough."

Zhang Wenwen patted Liu Dandan on the shoulder, "Brother, there is still a long way to go. You must hide things like this in the future, you know? Don't let your director think you are too outstanding."

"What do you mean? Ah, oh, I know, I know, thank you, senior."

Liu Dandan bowed obediently.

"Also, um, I also want to study psychosomatics!"

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Zhang Wenwen puffed three times, and Liu Dandan smiled stupidly, "Senior, I want to study psychosomatics!"

"Mu Chun, Mu Chun, did you hear that this silly kid wants to study mind and body medicine?"

"Ah?" Muchun put down the phone and reluctantly left Xiao Xigua.

"who is this?"

Liu Dandan's face turned red when he heard that Muchun didn't even know who he was.

"Ah, senior, I, I am Liu Dandan from the Department of Internal Medicine."

"Huh? Faint?"

"Well, Wen Dao Liu, you should take things lightly."

"Oh, what's the matter? The internal medicine department is downstairs."

"Muchun."

Zhang Wenwen picked up a piece of A4 paper and threw it towards Muchun.

"Then classmate Liu Dandan."

Muchun cleared his throat.

"Here, senior, please give me your advice."

“You want to be a psychosomatic doctor?”

"Yes, I want to become a cardiologist. I think I have a strong learning ability, and I am very careful. I am very considerate."

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Zhang Wenwen puffed up again.

"No, no, no, no need to be empathetic, you need to understand what the patient is thinking."

"No, you don't need to know what the patient is thinking."

Muchun said this lazily, "You can't understand what the patient is thinking. This is an inaccurate statement."

What's the meaning?

"It is impossible for you to understand what others are thinking, and it is impossible for a person to understand what he is thinking. To understand a person thoroughly cannot be achieved by exhausting all our wisdom or learning. People want to understand a person thoroughly. To fully understand yourself is to fall into conflict and torment.”

Chu Sisi was confused when she heard this, but Zhang Wenwen clapped her hands and applauded.

"Perfect, perfect! Others always think that I understand the patient's behavior better because I am a neurologist. In fact, I feel that the more I learn, the less I understand, and the more I work, the more confused I become. Probably for this reason, I found I met Professor Chu Xiaofeng and studied psychoanalytic theories with him, hoping to get closer to a person and understand the reasons behind human behavior."

"Eh? I think I can always guess a lot of things sometimes. For example, this Liu Xiaoju, I thought he was not just hyperventilating, so I paid more attention to it. It can be said that I am less afraid of trouble. "

Liu said shyly.

"But teacher, if we don't know what the patient is thinking, how can we help them?"

Chu Sisi thought this was a contradictory question, but Muchun said something that she couldn't understand even more, "Enter the patient's consciousness and use the patient's own eyes to see the sick world."

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Although Liu Dandan wanted to become a psychosomatic doctor, Mu Chun did not agree, but Zhang Wenwen quietly told Liu Dandan that Mu Chun’s consent was not required to learn the psychosomatic treatment methods. There are now many relevant case studies abroad, and they will soon be used all over the world. For those who pay attention to physical and mental diseases, as long as they are willing to learn, there are many methods. In this way, Liu Dandan became Zhang Wenwen's junior brother, and Zhang Wenwen asked him to translate papers in his spare time.

Although Liu Xiaoju's matter was resolved at the police station, no one was happy except Liu Xiaoju and Huang Ke. Liu Yiming still kept receiving citizens who said they saw the harasser, and Ding Xiaoyun's mother still did not give up in school. Find the male teacher looking at her in her daughter's diary.

The first haze lingered, as if a person who couldn't open his eyes couldn't really wake up no matter what.

After Liu Xiaoju returned to the company, everyone kept a distance from him. Although everyone still sat together and worked together on weekdays, and his employees were respectful to him, but people are like this, and it is easy to notice changes in the people around him. , especially in a limited space like a company office where people cannot relax.

A week later, on Tuesday morning, Huang Ke came to Mu Chun and seemed to be in good spirits. She told Mu Chun that everything was back to normal, even better than two years ago.

As for why there was that kind of allergic swelling, Huang Ke didn't ask Liu Xiaoju.

"I actually don't want to know why he has this allergy problem."

"Well, if you don't want to know, don't know."

"I read some books that say that many things between husband and wife should be taken to the grave. In fact, when I knew that he was really having an affair, I didn't really want to leave him. After all, he didn't give up on the family. I I feel that if he is willing to do this, I will continue to maintain this superficial beauty for the sake of my children. Apart from that aspect, if we no longer have requirements for each other, we can simply exclude it from our family, maybe, it can also be Another kind of perfection, after all, we will all grow old!"

"Ah, this idea is so amazing, but if Little Watermelon likes me, I won't be willing to live such a life of nothing."

"Doctor, don't worry, doctor, I just said it casually, but when I thought that later he would rather admit that he was a pervert than explain it clearly to me, I was really desperate. I felt that there was no trust between the two people. As far as he is concerned, it has no meaning or value at all, so why not be a friend or a colleague?"

"But maybe he values ​​you the most. Let me tell you a story. I watched a movie called "The Reader"."

Huang Ke touched the diamond earrings, smiled and shook his hand, "No, really no need, Doctor Mu, thank you so much for your hard work."

Huang Ke told Mu Chun that she wanted to know how Liu Xiaoju knew about 78, "Dr. Mu told me a story from the 1980s and 1990s, about cold salad and incorrect use.

Then I asked him why he didn't want to tell me the painful things that happened to him, but instead tried to hide them in such uncomfortable ways? "

Huang Ke smiled softly, "My husband said that you told him about a movie called "The Reader."

"Ah, that's it. I've told you and my wife all the stories I kept at the bottom of the box. It's so embarrassing. What should I do? How will I treat patients in the future? It's so embarrassing."