Crazy Psychologist

"No, no, no, young man, your brain is really easy to use. Some things need to be straight to the point without any hesitation. I believe in you. My husband has a good vision and you are a good doctor."

Amin made no secret of his praise for Muchun. He had heard that Sun Xiangyun had said a lot about this community hospital's psychosomatic doctor and found it very interesting. Her husband also admired this doctor very much.

Sun Xiangyun has been a person with very good taste since he was young, and he is especially strict with friends. Although he is usually kind to others, Amin knows that people who can be praised by Sun Xiangyun must be very good. Nice young man.

"I think Dr. Mu has become Amin's doctor, not my doctor anymore."

Sun Xiangyun put on clean clothes and looked more energetic.

"Are you okay? Let's take a look at your paintings or talk about human beings' fear of death?" Muchun said easily.

"Look at my paintings. I think that if I am afraid of death, it is better to devote more attention to other things and consume more attention. Naturally, I will not be afraid.

I recall that when I was about to take the National Academy of Fine Arts entrance exam, I painted and studied day and night. Later, when I had to rush for competition entries, I devoted all my energy to creating. At that time, my body was very tired, but I didn’t think about it at all. Death or whatever, the main reason is that I am too old and retired to have too much time. "

Sun Xiangyun said plausibly, but Amin sneered from the side, "If you said that two days ago, I would believe it, 100% believe it, but now I don't believe it so much."

Amin looked at Mu Chun, who shook his head inwardly. This is the characteristic of couples consultation. Squeezing in between two people, you have to take care of your husband's emotions from time to time. You can't let the husband feel that the doctor and his wife are colluding. What? They are all singing along, and they cannot blindly help their husbands, making their wives think that men are just like this. They are self-righteous, thinking that men understand everything and women understand nothing.

Therefore, when a husband and wife are present at the same time, the things that a psychotherapist has to consider become exponentially more difficult.

So Mu Chun could only pretend not to notice Amin's look. Playing dumb was sometimes necessary.

It can be said that Muchun is talented in this aspect, although he may not feel it himself.

Sun Xiangyun showed Muchun his works. Many of them were landscape paintings, including watercolors, oil paintings, and charcoal paintings. The styles of these paintings tended to be realistic and fresh.

"There is no sense of color distortion like Monet's. It just feels like a photo."

Muchun praised.

"That's one thing about my husband, his paintings are so detailed that they look like photographs."

Amin said proudly.

Sun Xiangyun took Amin's hand and gently put it down. After all, doctors are also outsiders, and being too affectionate is always inconsistent with the cultivation of people of this age.

"So, does Teacher Sun also like photography?"

Muchun asked casually.

"No, Teacher Sun's interest in photography is average, but" Amin looked at her husband, trying to get feedback from his face whether he agreed or disagreed.

Of course, Sun Xiangyun also understood what Amin was going to say. The tacit understanding between husband and wife was higher than that of ordinary people. Sometimes they knew what the other person was thinking without even having to speak.

"Go and take a look. There's nothing you can't see. He takes so many photos, doesn't he just want to be praised?"

So the three of them came to a row of photography works near the west window.

"Both are sunrises and sunsets?" Muchun exclaimed.

"Yes, he should be the person who has the most sunrise and sunset photos in Yaohai City. This can be considered an achievement in a person's life."

As Sun Xiangyun spoke, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.

"Yes, it's a very difficult achievement. These photos are very meaningful. Although I don't know anything about photography or painting, I guess these photos accumulated with time and love must be very valuable."

After listening to Muchun's words, Sun Xiangyun nodded, "It's not easy. A doctor can still think of these things. It is true. The value of art sometimes does not mean the time when it first appeared, but one day, Those hard-created works will shine brightly, and may have an unexpected impact on some people or an era.

For example, I wonder if the doctor has ever heard of a famous young artist who was so depressed after his wife passed away that he became depressed and even said he was dead. "

Muchun shook his head, so Sun Xiangyun continued.

"The painter later went to a funeral parlor to paint portraits of dead people, and he also created many imaginary paintings based on this. For example, a set of photos recently became very popular on the Internet. It was a set of "Us in the Future" he painted, which looked almost like real photos. Just as vivid, but in fact these things never happened, and there are no photos to refer to. He painted life scenes in which the dead people had not yet appeared. Many people were moved to tears. Saying yes is like making a person truly Finished his life.

I can show you this group of paintings. I am very moved. This is the power of life born from death. "

After saying that, Sun Xiangyun turned on the computer on the workbench and showed Mu Chun the set of paintings.

"Oh, by the way, you may not know this painter. His name is Ding Jiajun, and his English name is more familiar, Seven."

After Sun Xiangyun's introduction, Muchun looked at the group of paintings carefully. There were twelve paintings in total, including scenes of a family eating together, walking on the beach, graduating from college, getting married, and traveling as a family.

"Do you know who is dead and who is alive here?"

Sun Xiangyun turned his face and asked Muchun.

"Is it the child who died?"

Sun Xiangyun looked at Muchun in surprise, "How did you know?"

Muchun laughed, "I guessed."

"Very impressive - guess." Sun Xiangyun almost gave a thumbs up, but felt that it was inappropriate to do such an action in front of these pictures, so he held back.

"Perhaps, we can also try to do something for Lao Wu. For example, we can put these photos on the Internet and apply for a special account. They are all photos taken by Lao Wu, or organize a small personal photography exhibition for him. The name is "Sunrise and Sunset", so that when everyone misses him, they can also know that Lao Wu is a passionate photographer, or..."

Midway through Muchun's words, Sun Xiangyun suddenly stood up and said, "The doctor is right. I should do something for Lao Wu so that I won't have random thoughts."

So Sun Xiangyun ran to the cloakroom and took out his coat, and then took out a small dark blue transparent box from the coat pocket.