Crazy Psychologist

"If you need treatment, I can help you. If you don't need treatment, I can leave."

Luo Yang heard clearly at the door. He was afraid that Pan Guangshen would do something to Mu Chun. Although Pan Guangshen had never had serious violence problems in the past two years, and he was not a violent felon himself, in the past week, Pan Guangshen had changed a lot. Eating randomly and even wiping dirty things everywhere.

Although he did not hit other prisoners in the same room, the fact that he was so messy every day directly made others want to cause trouble for him, and he was not an economical light when pushed and pushed.

No one in the prison could explain clearly why he suddenly ate randomly. The health center wanted to help, but Pan Guangshen was completely uncooperative and the doctor was helpless.

Only then did Director Zhou think that it might not be just a physical problem, or else he would ask a psychosomatic doctor to take a look.

Luo Yang was a little worried about Muchun. Inmates were completely different from ordinary patients. Even the prison guards might not know what every inmate was thinking. A young doctor might not be able to solve a problem like Pan Guangshen's.

Muchun looked for the doorknob to leave, but found no doorknob.

This door has no handle from the inside!

Muchun suddenly felt a thump in his heart, "Is this... I can't get out?"

Luo Yang's face appeared outside the door, "Do you want to open the door?"

Muchun shook his head.

After ten minutes of silence, Pan Guangshen finally said, "I don't want treatment. I think I'm hopeless. I want to die."

This was a good start. Muchun felt a little relieved and said, "Very good. This way you can get rid of the problem once and for all, and you don't have to eat those things. All those things you ate before were in vain."

Pan Guangshen's eyes were red, and he screamed as if he was at the end of his sword, "You don't have to worry about me, I'm just a useless person, I'm just a useless person."

"I am also a useless person." Muchun sat on the ground sadly and said with great sorrow.

Pan Guangshen looked at Muchun while coughing, "How can you be useless? You are a doctor, I am useless. I can't do anything well. I can't do anything well."

"If you had the chance to do it all over again, what would you do?" Mu Chun asked.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't want to start over, I don't want it." Pan Guangshen slammed his forehead against the wall.

After a few blows, his forehead bled.

Luo Yang heard the commotion and knocked on the door gently. At Muchun's suggestion, Luo Yang agreed to take Pan Guangshen to the clinic for bandage first.

Fifteen minutes later, Luo Yang brought Pan Guangshen to a clean, bright room with a small table and two chairs. Although it was not as comfortable as the mind-body clinic, it was still better than the solitary room just now. Looks more alive.

The sun shines in from the window and shines on Pan Guangshen's face.

Pan Guangshen squinted his eyes and stared for a long time. He stared out the window dreamily, as if part of his soul had flown out along with his sight.

If the human soul can break through barriers and high walls with sight, Muchun believes that there are many prisoners here who have done so countless times.

When real lack of freedom occurs, how does a person face the future life?

Mu Chun knows that this is a huge torture that surrounds prisoners, especially many life sentences and serious criminals.

Pan Guangshen is also facing this kind of torture now. He feels that life is meaningless, he feels that he is useless, and he has very low self-esteem and despair.

In the articles about prisoners that Mu Chun reviewed, the most common words were "inferiority" and "despair".

In the next forty minutes, the two of them spoke very little. Luo Yang still stayed outside and occasionally heard a few screams from Pan Guangshen. More often, Pan Guangshen said something in his hometown dialect.

Luo Yang guessed that Pan Guangshen might be expressing his true feelings to Muchun.

When sending Pan Guangshen back to the single-custody room, Pan Guangshen asked Luo Yang, "Can I wash my face and change my clothes?"

Luo Yang looked at Pan Guangshen in surprise, and then turned his attention to Mu Chun, who was half a meter behind him.

Muchun nodded, looking a little tired.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Luo Yang said and asked Mu Chun if he knew how to get to the office. Mu Chun said, "I still remember."

Muchun completed Pan Guangshen's treatment record in the office. Luo Yang came back almost twenty minutes later. Luo Yang was quite happy when he walked into the office.

"Hey, let me tell you, psychosomatic doctors are really good at it. No wonder Director Zhou said that I must believe you have a way and asked me to cooperate fully." After Luo Yang finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and squeezed out a little hand sanitizer with force. After washing his hands for a while and wiping them with paper towels, Muchun heard the sound of the faucet ringing again.

After ringing three times, Luo Yang sat down on the chair opposite Muchun.

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Muchun glanced at Luo Yang blankly and said nothing.

Luo Yang had a lot to say and a lot to ask. First of all, he was curious whether Muchun and Pan Guangshen were from the same place. Why could he understand Pan Guangshen's words?

"Sometimes we can't understand his Mandarin. Just now I heard him speaking his hometown dialect. I can't understand even half a word of his hometown dialect. But when Dr. Muchun spoke, he sounded like a local. The accent, how can you understand Pan Guangshen's words? It's really strange.

In fact, our prison system does not have very high language requirements. Basically, if you put a foreigner here, it will not have a big impact. But sometimes, there will be trouble, or a few people will speak in their hometown dialect that is particularly difficult to understand. , our squadron leader and group leader will be a little crazy. "

Muchun raised his head, closed his notebook, and said innocently and expressionlessly: "I don't understand either, 90% of it, and the other 10% he speaks in Mandarin."

"Are you kidding? You and he have been chatting for nearly an hour. What are you talking about?" Luo Yang asked curiously with his mouth wide open.

"Well, it's hard to say. For the time being, I can only briefly introduce the method I use to you, if you are interested." Muchun replied expressionlessly.

Luo Yang lowered his voice, put his hand to his mouth, leaned in front of Muchun and said, "Do your psychotherapists have the same confidentiality principles as lawyers?"

Muchun nodded quickly with pleasure, "Well, yes, yes, but what kind of treatment method was used just now and the treatment process I can give you a brief introduction now, but do you have to wait for weeks? The director will come and talk together, okay?"

Luo Yang shook his head, looking a little embarrassed, wondering if this Muchun was a little stupid, what kind of place was this, this was a prison, what did the inmates in the prison need to keep secret?

Of course, as a prison staff, he certainly can't say this openly, but it doesn't need to be said and it is a fact that everyone knows. Who wouldn't understand this truth? When he arrives at the prison, an inmate The last thing there is is a secret.

Never say it unless you keep it in your heart, and maybe hide something a little bit.

Luo Yang looked at Muchun and sighed, as if "Daddy wants to give you a hand".

Another one is, "Brother, you don't know the rules of this game. Let me help you."

Luo Yang was brewing in his heart for a while, and then he said to Muchun in a serious voice: "It would be better if you tell us what happened inside. It's not that there are any rules in this regard, but that After all, brother, I want to protect you.”

Muchun replied sensibly, "I understand, so I will write down all the treatment steps and give you a report. Isn't it better this way?"

Hearing what Muchun said, Luo Yang immediately clapped his hands and said, "That's great. Now let's talk about how to make him change his ways."

Luo Yang was really curious. This Pan Guangshen had been slovenly for a week. No one could tell him anything. He had been locked up in a single room for several days, but it was still like this. The food given to him was not delicious, and his own excrement Although he was eating vigorously, the room already stunk, and even Pan Guangshen himself was already dirty and looked like a human being. How did Muchun make him suddenly want to clean up and start a new life?

Muchun's face didn't look relaxed at all. On the contrary, it looked a little more sad than when he first arrived.

"The main task today is to relieve his anger, which should calm him down temporarily, and then use dialogue therapy to let Pan Guangshen talk to his 'parents'. This method happens to be very useful for Pan Guangshen. When talking to his 'parents' At that time, Pan Guangshen naturally used his native dialect, and I did not stop him because Pan Guangshen was in a relatively healthy state of engagement at the time, so I did not place any language requirements on him," Mu Chun said.

"That's right, that's true. When a person talks to his parents, he should naturally speak his hometown dialect, but you don't understand what he is saying. Doesn't it matter?" Luo Yang asked.

"It doesn't matter, because when a person speaks, there is not only language, but also facial expressions, feelings, voice and intonation, breathing in the throat, body movements, and pauses between sentences. These are all There is a lot of information being conveyed, and sometimes these things are more useful and truer than what a person says.”

"Then what do you think he said?" As soon as Luo Yang finished asking, he shook his hand and said immediately: "No need to tell me, I feel like I was a little overly curious and became like inquiring."

"No, I think we still need to figure out more things." Muchun said seriously.

Muchun's expression suddenly became serious and majestic. As a prison guard, Luo Yang suddenly felt nervous as if he wanted to stand up straight and wait for the instructor's inspection.

Muchun hesitated for a moment whether to tell Luo Yang about his worries, because these things may be just speculation. If he said it, it would obviously show that he was not that powerful and could not really help Fengchuan No. 1 Prison solve this problem. But if he didn't speak out about the problems that had arisen in a prisoner, Muchun was worried that after he left, other weird things would happen to Pan Guangshen.

"What does the doctor need to figure out?" Luo Yang asked.

"According to the materials you gave me, Pan Guangshen was seriously injured by a co-worker due to misoperation on the construction site. In addition, does the prison know anything else about Pan Guangshen? Any situation is fine.

Although his mood has been relieved at present, I think that just one such treatment is not enough. But after all, he is a prisoner. I am afraid that I need to understand his situation from more aspects. It is unlikely that I will wait for him to tell me. Yes or no? "

After saying this, Muchun took out his notebook again and prepared to make a few notes on what Luo Yang said next. It wasn't that he didn't trust his memory, but that in the prison system, he felt that he could record some notes in person. It will be more in line with everyone’s work habits.

Meeting minutes, meeting notes, and meeting summaries have always been a good habit.

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Luo Yang told Mu Chun what he knew, but he didn't know much. The main reason was that Pan Guangshen came to Fengchuan No. 1 Prison to serve his sentence from the time the case occurred. He has been performing well since serving his sentence, which can be said to be very good.

It is usually difficult for people to remember a well-behaved prisoner as having anything special about him, and it is rare for people to discuss what the prisoner's previous life was like.

When it comes to stories, many of these criminals have stories, but prison guards do not listen to stories for fun.

Luo Yang cleared his throat and found Pan Guangshen's medical records and some of the case records on the computer. However, he felt that these things might not be of much use to Muchun, but he still had to take his work seriously, not to mention Zhou Zhou. The director also said that he must fully cooperate with Dr. Muchun. It is not easy to invite him just once.

The printer quickly printed out a stack of information. Luo Yang put them in order, tapped on the table, then turned sideways and tapped again. Just as he was about to stand up, he knocked vertically again.

Mu Chun saw this and sighed secretly in his heart - Hey, how many times did you knock just now?

Luo Yang stood up and walked to Mu Chun and handed the materials to Mu Chun. After taking them, Mu Chun began to read them carefully. After reading them, he raised his head and said to Luo Yang: "Very good, very useful. These materials are very useful."

Luo Yang shrugged and smiled awkwardly. It would be useful if the doctor said it would be useful.

"Today's room is very suitable for use as a treatment room. If there are no changes next time, I still hope to be able to use the room used today." After speaking, Mu Chun put the information into the file bag.

"Are you talking about the room facing south? Oh, I really don't know if it can be used in the future. That room was also recently sorted out. I don't know what the leader's plan is. You know, we don't know what the leader didn't say. Dare to guess, but we don’t dare to ask.”

"What are you afraid of guessing? What are you afraid of asking?"

As soon as Luo Yang finished speaking, Anniversary walked in.

When Luo Yang saw the anniversary, he quickly scratched his head and said, "Nothing, nothing. I was just praising Dr. Muchun for being so awesome. He took care of Pan Guangshen in just one hour."