Crazy Psychologist

Obviously Dai Lan didn't expect Zhou Tong to say such a thing. She always thought that Zhou Tong knew that he was drunk and had failed his family. Therefore, Dai Lan also felt that the new life she chose was understandable. Zhou Tong was embarrassed to tell his story in front of relatives and friends. She said it, but she didn't expect that Zhou Tong would actually embarrass her in front of the doctor today.

The flesh on Dai Lan's face trembled as he stood there.

Suddenly, as if she had made a decision, she rushed out of the door.

"You're just a woman, go and serve those stinky men, shameless, shameless!" Zhou Tong cursed at the top of his lungs while sitting on the sofa, as if he was letting out all his grievances.

After scolding him, he cried like a fool again.

The moment Dai Lan opened the door, his face turned from red to pale. Zhou Ming stood outside the door, covering his stomach with his hands.

Zhou Ming, who had not yet changed out of his patient uniform, looked at his angry mother with confusion. In Zhou Ming's mind, his mother had always been a gentle, generous, and educated woman.

His mother would never be cruel to him. She is a big brown bear, she is Xiao Neng, and he is also her mother's Xiao Neng.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Ming asked innocently.

"You, why are you here?" Dai Lan's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Mom, when will you come see me again?" Zhou Ming didn't know anything. He came here just because he didn't see his mother after waiting on the hospital bed for a long time. Later, the nurse told him that his mother was talking to the doctor in the office.

Zhou Ming, who missed his mother so much, walked to the office door without putting on his sweater and coat in his slippers.

I heard a commotion inside, but before I could figure out what was going on, I saw my mother open the door and come out.

Zhou Ming really wanted to let his mother hug him right away. He thought about seeing his mother every day of the week.

"Zhou Ming, tell me, what did you eat? Tell mom, tell mom, what did dad give you?" Dai Lan grabbed Zhou Ming's shoulders like crazy and shook him again and again.

Zhou Ming stood there blankly, not knowing what his mother was talking about.

Perhaps in order to win back a victory, or perhaps because he was unconvinced by being scolded by Zhou Tong just now, Dai Lan grabbed Zhou Ming's shoulders with great force and pulled him into the office, shouting, "Tell me, what will your father do to you?" Tell me what you ate, tell me."

Zhou Ming looked at his mother and then his father. Most of the time he just stood there in a daze, his lips trembling, and finally they started to twitch.

Dai Lan has entered a certain state of madness, a crazy state in which people's rationality is completely taken away by emotions.

There is a very appropriate word in English called insane, a state of insanity and madness that is more terrifying than crazy and mad.

At this time, Dai Lan was in this state of unconscious control.

Zhou Ming had no idea how his mother could be like this. He couldn't say a word. There were tears in his two black eyes, and he didn't know how to shed the tears.

"Let Zhou Ming go first, the child is scared." Muchun said calmly from the side.

Dai Lan suddenly let go of Zhou Ming and looked at Muchun in panic.

"Well, you sit down first, and Zhou Ming will come and sit down as well." Muchun added.

Zhou Ming was a little scared and sat down next to Dai Lan tremblingly. On the other end of the sofa, Zhou Tong sat drowsily.

It seemed that Zhou Tong had no memory of what he had just said.

"Doctor Fang Ming has already told me about Zhou Ming's condition. What's in Zhou Ming's stomach is..." Before Mu Chun could finish, he was interrupted by Zhou Ming.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Zhou Ming cried.

"Okay, I won't say, but I want my mother to tell Zhou Ming how soon she will go to Zhou Ming, okay? Every Saturday at ten o'clock? Or every Sunday at eight o'clock? Zhou Ming, do you want your mother to tell you when she will go? Where will I pick you up at home?"

Zhou Ming nodded repeatedly, "I think, mom, tell me when you will come to me. I know you are busy with work, and I know you don't want to live with dad and me anymore, but you just need to come to me." , I just want my mother to come to me often. Really, I don’t want to buy anything, I don’t have to eat. I just want my mother to come to me, and I will study hard. I just want my mother to come to me, and I don’t have to go to school. I will not fail in a fight. As long as my mother comes to me, I can do everything well. I will do everything adults want me to do well.

Mom, when will you come to see me? "

"I" Dai Lan choked up.

"Mom, will you come every week? Next week is the open day. I want you to participate in the school's open day activities. I want other students to know that I have a mother. I have a mother, mother."

Zhou Ming took Dai Lan's hand and held it tightly.

"Me? I don't." Dai Lan didn't know how to answer.

"I'll just go. What do you want your mother to do? The smell on her body is disgusting." Zhou Tong burped and began to scold Dai Lan again.

"Doctor, you said there is magic, magic." Zhou Ming whispered to Muchun for help.

Mu Chun nodded, focus, focus, magic, magic, Mu Chun thought in his heart.

"Saturday from 10 am to 7 pm, or Sunday from 10 am to 7 pm. Can you choose one?"

Muchun knew that if Dai Lan was asked to tell the time at this time, she might not be able to decide at all. When it is not easy for patients to make a choice, limited options allow patients to choose a result.

The purpose of questions during treatment is to elicit answers, and the information contained in the answers can also be further analyzed by the doctor. In the early stages of psychosomatic treatment, that is, the [diagnostic interview] stage, choosing appropriate questions and questioning methods is the key to collecting information. common methods of information.

Commonly used questions are divided into [open questions] and [closed questions].

[Open-ended questions] Usually use words such as "why", "how", "can", "what", "will you", etc. to ask questions, allowing the respondent to give detailed explanations on the relevant issues. The advantages are: it helps stimulate patients' enthusiasm for conversation, helps doctors obtain a large amount of information, and clarify the essence of things. If the patient accepts this questioning method and enters into a long answer, then a large amount of information can reveal a lot of information that the patient may not know; another advantage is that such questions are non-threatening and easier to answer.

Although [open-ended questions] have many advantages, the disadvantages are also obvious. Since the patient determines the length and core of each question, a question may take up most of the interview time, or it may only provide unimportant information, forever. Going around in circles with the doctor.

Therefore, during the questioning process, the doctor needs to guide the patient correctly from time to time and control it skillfully to prevent going off topic.

During the [diagnostic interview] at the beginning or during the [talk therapy] after the treatment plan is formulated, the [open-ended questioning] method is also a commonly used method in the treatment process. The counterpart to [open-ended questions] is [closed-ended questions].

In closed questioning, the questions asked are usually preset and the patient does not need to elaborate on the answers. Closed questions are often used to collect and organize information. They are generally used when doctors want to guide patients to clarify a certain issue. They are intended to clarify facts, obtain key points, and further narrow the scope of discussion.

This time, Muchun chose a highly closed-ended question. It looked like a multiple-choice question, which meant that the patient had to choose the most appropriate one from all the answers. For example: When in the outpatient clinic, Muchun would not ask the patient - What should I drink? Instead, the patient will be asked whether to drink coffee or water?

The advantage of choosing [closed questions] during treatment is that the doctor can control the length of the questions through closed questions and guide the patient to provide the required information. It also allows doctors to ask more questions about more areas in a short period of time, increasing the efficiency of interviews.

In fact, most questionnaires use closed questions, which facilitates extracting answers and converting them into data, tables, etc. for further analysis.

Correspondingly, the disadvantages of [closed questions] are equally clear. First, it may create a dilemma that the patient does not want to answer at all.

Especially extremely closed-ended questions, such as: Do you support same-sex marriage? This kind of extremely closed-ended question means that the answer to this type of question is either/or, forcing the person answering to make a choice between two opposite options. This kind of question can easily arouse the patient's resistance during the treatment process of the psychosomatic department. Put the conversation into a difficult situation.

Mu Chun chose [closed question] here because he hoped that Dai Lan could give a clear answer and not lead him and Zhou Ming into detours.

"Me? Okay, can I come to Xiao Ming on Saturday?" Dai Lan smiled and pinched Zhou Ming's face.

Zhou Ming nodded obediently. The slightly fat patient gown looked empty on Zhou Ming's body.

After getting the answer, Zhou Ming felt that nothing in this world was still a problem, so he happily clapped his hands to Mu Chun.

Muchun also nodded happily to him.

"Classmate Zhou Ming, please go out and change clothes first. The doctor has something to tell Zhou Ming's parents, okay?" Muchun said to Zhou Ming gently.

"Okay, doctor." Zhou Ming replied.

Zhou Ming was as happy as getting candy when he got his mother's promise.

Seeing Zhou Ming's happy look, Dai Lan also regained his composure a little. He took out a paper towel on the table and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and wiped off some makeup. Then Dai Lan changed his attitude towards Mu Chun. He cautiously said, "Doctor, has Zhou Ming told you a lot?"

Muchun shook his head, "No, Zhou Ming rarely talks. He is a very introverted child, and this introversion may have gradually developed after you and his father separated."

"Maybe so. The three of us used to be very good, but then everything changed. I don't want to talk about those things. People have a lot of helplessness, and I don't want to talk about it." Dai Lan repeatedly said that he didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't want to talk about it.

"I understand that hardship is a word that is not easy to swallow or say. It is true that it is not easy to feel uncomfortable, and the days are always very long. It is not easy to get better. If you want Tell me, I'm willing to listen." After speaking, Muchun handed Dai Lan another tissue.

"You don't understand, we used to be very happy, but his father drank all day and night, and because he couldn't be promoted at work, he became more and more listless. Later, we were defrauded of the financial products we invested in. How should I put it, everyone In fact, we later learned that most financial products are unreliable.

We had more than 300,000 yuan in savings at that time, and the interest rate was 11%. This is such a huge amount. We also plan to go to Hong Kong once we get the interest and take Zhou Ming to Ocean Park, or to Guangzhou and Chimelong.

All the money we had saved so hard was gone, and we couldn’t keep even a penny. Zhou Tong and I kept quarreling and quarreling until we got tired of it. I no longer wanted to take care of this family, and I didn’t want to take care of Zhou Ming either. .

I looked at Zhou Ming and felt that my life was completely ruined. I didn't know what was wrong at that time. I just felt like I was possessed and didn't want to take Zhou Ming with me.

My best friend told me that a good job was introduced to me, the income was good, and it was not that unfair.

I think you've heard Zhou Tong say that in Zhou Tong's eyes, that kind of job is like a son. "At this point, Dai Lan shrugged his shoulders.

She had narrow shoulders and was wearing a tight knitted dress and a long coat, making her look younger than she actually was.

When Zhou Ming sat next to Dai Lan, Dai Lan was old enough to be the mother of such an old child.

But after Zhou Ming walked away, Dai Lan looked like a young woman who had not given birth.

A small snow-white one-shoulder leather bag was placed on Dai Lan's lap. The brand on the bag looked like the name of a luxury brand.

Dai Lan seemed to notice Mu Chun's eyes and smiled professionally, "Doctor Mu Chun should be single."

Before Muchun could answer, he only heard snoring coming from Zhou Tong - this father was asleep.

"It shouldn't be difficult for doctors to find girlfriends. The conditions are so good, and they all graduated from prestigious universities. Unlike us, there is nothing if we don't work hard." Dai Lan raised a smile with a slight complaint on his lips.

To be honest, it's beautiful.

There is a kind of beauty in the hazy night, swaying wine glasses, and drunkenness.

It's easy to be intoxicated, but not lingering for too long.

"That's right, I am in this profession, a profession that I can't explain during the day, but it's not as disgusting as Zhou Tong said. It's just singing and drinking. But for me, it's just watching Zhou Tong drink at home. Then I shed tears, or I watch others drinking outside. The difference between me making money, you say there is nothing wrong with people wanting to make money, right? How will Zhou Ming live if I don’t make money?

If I can't make him a million, what hope does he have in the future? "

When Dai Lan was talking, he would cross his hands in front of him, and cross his legs alternately.

It always seemed like the sunken sofa made her uncomfortable to sit on.

But her desire to talk or complain was still very strong, so Muchun listened quietly and waited for the right time to discuss Zhou Ming's matter with Dai Lan.

Today's conversation involves two important aspects: The first is to let Zhou Tong and Dai Lan know that Zhou Ming did not accidentally eat something that could not be digested and was admitted to the hospital for abdominal pain. In the end, he had to rely on surgery to treat it.

The second is to see if there is a chance to buy more time from Dai Lan and let her accompany Zhou Ming.

Now it seems that it is not difficult to explain the first thing clearly. Mu Chun just needs to get straight to the point. But the disadvantage of this is whether Zhou Ming's parents will listen carefully and whether they will seriously reflect on this matter. .

The symptoms are in the child and the cause is in the parents.

"Zhou Ming's biggest pain is that he misses you and his mother. This is not wrong for children, is it?" Muchun asked patiently.

"I know." Dai Lan lowered his head and said softly, "I really have no choice. I also want to spend more time with him."

"Zhou Ming is very sensible, so sensible that I was a little surprised. He is a very good child." Mu Chun said.

"Really? We paid great attention to education when he was a child. We would go on family outings, read and draw together. I thought life would always be so good until his father started drinking. The way he drank was like hugging. It was like dying with a bottle of wine. He didn't make any noise even after drinking. Even when he slept, he didn't know when he would wake up. I was exhausted both mentally and physically. In the end, I basically had no money. But he is not picky, and he can drink any wine. , when people drink, they always have to get some food or snacks to go with the drink, right? He is not particular about it. He only has the best. If not, he can drink liquor and beer as water. Can you believe it?

Have you ever seen a person who drank like this and survived? Then his world was full of fragments. One time I had a toothache and couldn't send Zhou Ming to school. I called him for a long time. From six o'clock in the morning to seven thirty, he was like a dead pig. Totally unable to wake up.

However, his only advantage is probably that he never gets drunk. When he is drunk, he will either fall asleep or be in a daze, allowing others to bully him. It was the first time I saw him talk like this just now. Dai Lan kept moving as he spoke, looking more and more anxious.

"Do you want to smoke?" Muchun asked suddenly.

"How do you know? Have my teeth changed color? Or do I smell like smoke?" Dai Lan asked anxiously.

"It's just that you are very uneasy, like a smoker, but you are not allowed to smoke in the hospital office." Mu Chun said.

"I know, I know. I have to get ready for work at four o'clock. I'll just smoke when I get to the company later. By the way, is there anything else Zhou Ming should pay attention to after returning home today? Doctor Fang Ming said there is no big problem. Just take a good rest at home for half a month," Dai Lan said.

"Yes, Zhou Ming's problem is [pica], also known as pica and disordered eating disorder. It is mainly manifested in the continuous ingestion of non-nutritional substances, such as soil, soap or ice. The ball of wool in Zhou Ming's stomach It has existed for about half a year to a year, and it gradually turned into something the size of a pebble. What Zhou Ming ate this time was accumulated in the stomach. The newspapers, soil, and fiber eaten by some children will travel with the digestive tract. The movement of the food gradually enters the intestines, causing intestinal obstruction. In acute attacks, severe pain, difficulty in excretion, and even intestinal bursting may occur."