Crazy Psychologist

"Is it really you?"

Zhang Mei suddenly stood up. The crying on the other end of the phone gradually became softer, and the voice was separated from the crying. It was like finally drilling a hole in an egg, and the egg white slowly flowed out, completing the separation of egg white and egg yolk. Great mission.

She glanced out the window and saw a white shadow standing under the camphor tree, looming.

The temperature in the office suddenly dropped, and Zhang Mei shivered.

‘Who turned down the air conditioner? It's not even hot yet. ’ Zhang Mei complained in his heart.

"It's me, Sister Zhang Mei."

The person who spoke to Zhang Mei was named Geng Meng. Zhang Mei calculated her age and found that she should be in her forties this year.

When Zhang Mei met Geng Meng, she was only 25 years old. At that time, Zhang Mei was only 27 years old. She had no work experience. When handling cases, she relied partly on intuition, partly on knowledge, and partly on her own words. It all depends on stubbornness.

Speaking of bravery and stubbornness, Zhang Mei was a perfect player when she was young. Otherwise, she would not have been able to rush into a less formal club alone, pull Geng Meng away from the guests into the corridor, and then be surprised by a group of women. While watching, her face remained unchanged and her heart beat wildly, she persuaded Geng Meng on the spot, strengthening her determination to break up with her husband.

This case gave Zhang Mei a sense of weakness and inadequacy at the time. She was teetering on the edge of giving up and persevering almost every day.

The protagonist of this case, Geng Meng, is like the beginning of the river of Zhang Mei's career.

Just like first love, Geng Meng's case has special significance to Zhang Mei. She rarely recalls this person or evaluates the events of that year.

It's like deliberately putting a notebook at the bottom of a drawer, knowing it's there but deliberately not thinking about it.

Can't throw it away and don't want to remember it.

Many years have passed, time has passed, and things have changed.

Zhang Mei quickly recognized Geng Meng's voice. Her voice had a low tone that was rare for women, as if her vocal cords had been wrapped several times by a rubber band and she couldn't speak freely.

This voice is even more unbearable when she cries.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Mei squeezed out a word.

"I"

Geng Meng was about to speak but stopped.

"I don't think I can live anymore." After Geng Meng finished speaking, Zhang Mei's heart sank, and then suddenly rose to his throat like it was hooked by a fishing rod.

She had a bad feeling that something had happened to Geng Meng again.

"Where are you? I'm going to find you. Don't worry about it. Did you hear me?" Zhang Mei said seriously and urgently on the phone.

Her voice was very stern, and it felt like a class teacher scolding a girl who fell in love early.

Geng Meng cried and promised Zhang Mei that he would not commit suicide.

"Where are you? I'll look for you after get off work."

Zhang Mei knew that Geng Meng returned to his hometown after the divorce, but she knew nothing about whether Geng Meng came to Zhouhai again.

More than twenty years have passed. How many more twenty years can a person have in his life? In such a long time, a person's life trajectory must have changed a lot. Where is Geng Meng now?

Because he was worried about her safety, Zhang Mei lost a bit of his usual calmness and was replaced by panic.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Mei leaned back in her chair and took a few breaths before regaining her composure. Then she called Chu Sisi and said she wouldn't be home for dinner that night.

Chu Sisi didn't ask the reason, but her sensitive daughter heard the strange emotions on her mother's phone.

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Since there was no lunch break, Chu Sisi and Liu Tiantian took Mu Chun to explain some learning difficulties in Mu Chun's office at around two o'clock in the afternoon.

"You should discuss this issue among yourselves first." Muchun said lazily while yawning.

Liu Tiantian looked innocent, "Teacher Muchun is not kind. Dr. Chu and I are both monks halfway. We have not taken any postgraduate courses yet. We are completely self-study. You should teach more."

‘If you don’t teach, you won’t be kind? ’ This was the first time Muchun heard such words, so she reached out and took Liu Tiantian’s notebook to see which issue she was stuck on.

"Hawthorne effect?" Muchun frowned.

"Yes, I saw in Professor Chu's book that the [Hawthorne Effect] can enhance the positive effects of treatment, but I don't quite understand this."

"Do you understand what the [Hawthorne Effect] is?" Mu Chun asked.

At this time, Chu Sisi quietly raised her hand, and Mu Chun indicated that she could speak.

Chu Sisi explained: "The Hawthorne effect refers to the reaction of the person being observed changing his behavioral tendencies when he knows that he has become the object of observation."

After hearing this, Liu Tiantian shook his head and had the urge to say to Chu Sisi: "Please speak English."

Muchun further explained: "In psychosomatic treatment, the Hawthorne effect refers to the effect that when a person realizes that he is being watched or observed, he will deliberately change some behaviors or verbal expressions."

Seeing that the two female classmates seemed to understand but not understand, Muchun thought it was necessary to give examples at this time.

“In the process of treating a patient, we will say that there are many links, including interviews, diagnosis, assessment, treatment plan formulation, etc. These are all important, but one thing that may be overlooked by many people is the therapeutic relationship itself. In fact, this is the key to treatment.

For a patient with low self-esteem, a student who has very low self-esteem and is rarely noticed in school, at this time, our eyes, our words, and our actions are all conveying some emotions. These emotions are what I often say In the process of psychosomatic treatment, emotions are always flowing, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes more and sometimes less.

This invisible flow itself is the key to healing. "

"It's like I was never good at math in elementary school because I felt I didn't like the math teacher. Later in middle school, the math teacher was very nice to me. Then I often felt his eyes and concern for me, so I worked harder. As I studied mathematics, my math scores steadily improved, and by the time I took the high school entrance exam, my math scores were close to full marks.”

Liu Tiantian looked at Muchun expectantly. She felt that she had grasped the key to this [Hawthorne Effect].

"Well, this is a good example." Muchun clapped his hands a few times.

"Why are you so weak? I think what I said is right."

Liu Tiantian said proudly.

"Am I saying that it turns out that a beautiful nurse like Liu Tiantian, who is so confident, has low self-confidence and needs to be noticed before she can work hard?" Mu Chunchu rubbed her temples pitifully.

Chu Sisi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At this moment, Liu Tiantian's eyes showed a murderous intent. Muchun felt a bloody light passing by his shoulder. When he looked up, he found a person standing at the door.

There was no sound of footsteps when this man came over.

"Yang Xing!" Liu Tiantian suddenly stood up from his seat.

Mu Chun thought she was going to walk towards Yang Xing and say a lot of things like "You are a scumbag". If this kind of thing happened in the Department of Psychosomatics, there would inevitably be another wave of complaints, and Dean Jia would call Mu Chun out again. Go to the dean for a heart-to-heart talk.

Thinking that when Liu Dandan was being complained by patients when he returned from Fengchuan No. 1 Prison, Mu Chun's heart really skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, Liu Tiantian did not walk towards Yang Xing, but walked to Muchun aggressively.

Liu Tiantian knelt down and waved to Muchun again.

Chu Sisi couldn't figure out what the two were singing, so she could only help organize Liu Tiantian's books and return to the corridor without saying a word.

"Doctor Chu?"

Yang Xing said hello after seeing Chu Sisi's name tag.

Chu Sisi smiled and nodded, then opened the door of the consulting room opposite.

"It's up to you, Doctor Muchun." After Liu Tiantian finished speaking, he did not forget to say one more word.

Muchun didn't nod, but just said: "Okay, I understand."

When leaving the clinic, Liu Tiantian simply did not look at Yang Xing. She was really afraid that she would not be able to help but glare at him or say something unpleasant.

But doing so would cause trouble for Dr. Muchun.

After what happened with Liu Dandan, Liu Tiantian also restrained himself a lot when there were patients, for fear of causing unwarranted complaints.

Liu Dandan has not returned to the hospital for internship yet, so why are she planning to directly switch to the postgraduate major in cardiology?

In Liu Tiantian's opinion, these are all excuses or desperation plans.

I really miss the time without Liu Dandan.

Thinking of this, Liu Tiantian sent another message in the Huayuanqiao Detective Agency group, @Liu Dandan, when will you come to the hospital to see your sister?

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In Mu Chun's opinion, Yang Xing was as handsome as ever; Yang Xing looked at Mu Chun with the same distrustful eyes as before.

I didn’t want to come at first, but there was really no place to go and no one to talk to about such a thing.

Yang Xing thought about talking to the men in the community about how to break up with his girlfriend, but everyone seemed to be busy with their own relationship problems and ignored Yang Xing's words.

In Yang Xing's view, being busy is just an excuse. To put it bluntly, these people probably envy Yang Xing.

You must know that there are many boys with no money and no education in these communities. They want to use some methods to package themselves to become boys who look a little cultured and have a good taste in life.

After all, isn’t one of the purposes to attract women’s attention?

The underlying desire of these people is to stay with a rich woman or find a rich girlfriend to change their life situation.

Everyone knows these things well even if they don’t say them.

There are thousands of women in the world, everyone can get what they need, but others are successful and I am still photoshopping photos in a 5-square-meter rental house, pretending to live a stylish life, and trying hard to let others find out. Life is already difficult, and there is no comparison. Never mind.

At this time, if someone talks about wanting to break up with his girlfriend in the community, he will probably not get any real help, but there will be a lot of disguised hostility.

Yang Xing experienced such a time. He asked in the group, "How can I refuse my girlfriend's request to go back to my hometown together?"

The replies I received were basically: “Dog food.”

“This wave of dog food caught me off guard.”

"Then take your girlfriend back to your hometown."

"The humility of being single for a thousand years."

"How can I get a girl to take me home?"

"No hometown, no girlfriend."

"The subject is the pride of this group."

Yang Xing complained in his heart, "If you eat melon for a long time, you will always be able to eat melon." ’

He also talked to Zhu Pin. Apparently, Zhu Pin listened patiently to him, but Zhu Pin had no constructive approach.

In the past few days, Yang Xing felt weak at work and couldn't concentrate.

Speaking of which, part of the reason why he is still willing to work is because he has been liking this girl Xiaoqiu recently.

As for the department manager, Yang Xing just pretended to be confused. If the girl wanted to be nice to him, he had no reason to refuse, not to mention that there was no further relationship between the two.

Another reason why he has to go to work is that his new girlfriend likes professional men. Although Yang Xing is studying for graduate school, if he doesn't have a decent job, he will lose points in front of his new girlfriend.

How could Yang Xing accept the deduction of points?

After thinking about it, Yang Xing had no one to talk to. That afternoon, he thought of Zhu Pin's suggestion, 'Let's go ask the doctor who is very popular recently. ’

Yang Xing thought that although he had gained nothing from his previous visit to the hospital, at least this doctor was not annoying to him, and what should I say, this doctor was stupid.

So, Yang Xing once again walked to the mind-body clinic on the fifth floor of Huayuanqiao Community Health Center with the mentality that it would be better to go to the hospital for a cup of coffee.

This fifth floor is really shabby. It's only around two o'clock in the afternoon and there is no natural light. It relies entirely on the lighting in the outpatient room, which is really not high-end.

However, the coffee machines, treadmills, refrigerators and pianos in this place are not cheap. Compared with the cheap corridor, these equipment seem to be in the wrong place.

'It would be nice to have in my house. ’ Yang Xing secretly thought.

"Would you like to drink water?" Muchun asked.

"Eh? Drink water?"

There seems to be something wrong with the script. Shouldn't we drink coffee? There is obviously a strong aroma of coffee in this clinic, so why does it turn into drinking water?

"Evian water?"

Yang Xing asked.

"Ah? Evian water?" Muchun looked confused, as if he didn't know what Yang Xing was talking about.

"Didn't you give the doctor some science knowledge last time? That kind of imported water costs 20 yuan for a small bottle."

Yang Xing was a little impatient.

"Really? Look at me, maybe I have a bad memory, or I don't care much about these things."

"I just said that doctors should have certain requirements in life. Your income as a doctor is not low, right? Aren't there many doctors now who are like celebrities?"

"Really?" Muchun became even more confused and couldn't help but yawn.

Yang Xing took advantage of the situation and said: "Look, how can you drink water at this time in the afternoon? It's more refreshing to drink a cup of coffee. You know, coffee is no longer a daily drink."

"What is that? I just drink it when I want to drink it. When I don't want to drink it, I won't remember when I have to drink coffee."

Yang Xing shook his head helplessly, "Coffee cannot simply be said to be a culture, it should be a..."

"Stimulant?" Muchun asked confused.

"Irritant?"

Yang Xing was just about to give Mu Chun a lesson in self-cultivation. When he heard Mu Chun say the word "stimulant," he suddenly felt that he was over the top.

Nice Cthulhu style and readable.