"It matches the little boy's illness? He also likes to visit the haunted house?" Dr. Gao successfully aroused Chen Ge's curiosity.
"I've been lethargic for a long time, and occasionally has a bad temper. I like to stay in a dark place alone. Only in this way can I feel safe. As for whether he likes to visit the haunted house, I'm not too sure." Dr. Gao took a step to the side. , revealing a young man behind him: "Men Nan, I got sick three weeks ago, my student."
The man behind Dr. Gao was only in his early twenties, with a thin body and a sullen face, with high bulging cheekbones and sunken eye sockets, standing under the sun, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
He seemed to be in a very tense state all the time, bowing his head slightly, not daring to look at people.
"Anyone with the surname?" Chen Ge tried to say hello to him: "Hello."
The young man behaved very strangely, he still lowered his head, rolled his eyes upwards, glanced at Chen Ge quickly, and whispered back: "Hello."
After looking at the young man for a long time, Chen Ge dragged Dr. Gao aside: "No, why are you taking this man to my haunted house? You are going to let him enter for a visit. I can't take responsibility for this."
"Men Nan is a cheerful and confident child, and one of my most admired students. He has a talent in personality psychology that surprises me."
"Personality psychology?"
"One of the branches of psychology that can be summed up simply as the study of a person's peculiar patterns of behavior."
"Oh." Chen Ge nodded, but he still didn't understand.
"He had a sudden onset three weeks ago without any symptoms. The onset of mental illness usually has a trigger, most of which is related to family and living environment, but Men Nan has been living alone. It hasn't changed, which makes me wonder."
"After several psychological counseling treatments, his condition has not improved, but has deteriorated rapidly." Dr. Gao's voice was not loud, and the following words obviously did not want Men Nan to hear: "This child used to rarely get angry, But recently, my mood has been very unstable, and I even fight with my roommate because of the asymmetrical animal patterns on the curtains, because I can't count the sesame seeds on the pie, overturn the tables and chairs in the cafeteria, and spill rice soup on people I never know. on passers-by."
"The reason for this anger is too tricky."
"When people are being tortured, a little stimulation will detonate all their emotions. Men Nan's actions also made me realize that he is really in pain right now."
"But why are you looking for me?" Chen Ge looked at Dr. Gao and Men Nan, and the special guests indicated on the black phone were probably among the two.
"Wang Xin's illness has improved a lot. The original uncontrollable condition has finally improved since the day I saw you." Dr. Gao smiled: "I am not a pedantic person, no matter what method I use, as long as I can Treating a patient, saving a life, that's the way to go. I know the pain they're going through right now, so I beg you to do me a favor."
"Go ahead." Chen Ge did not reject Doctor Gao.
"Can you try your method of treating Wang Xin on Men Nan? After all, from the current situation, Men Nan, Wang Xin and the little boy we discussed before have similar symptoms."
After listening to Dr. Gao's words, Chen Ge was a little hesitant. He didn't expect that Dr. Gao came here because of this. It is estimated that the treatment of Wang Xin yesterday caused a great impact on this senior psychiatrist, so he made such a request.
But the truth of the matter is only known to Chen Ge. He can open Wang Xin's heart because he learned about Wang Xin's past through the pen fairy, and the pen fairy took the initiative to come forward, so it worked in one fell swoop. Such a treatment modality cannot be replicated and is unique.
"Is it difficult?" Dr. Gao saw that Chen Ge was hesitating: "If it's troublesome, I just came here with the mentality of giving it a try, but this child is very talented. It has a lot of side effects on the mind and body, and I fear it will ruin his future."
"It's a little difficult, but it's not completely impossible. If you want me to help, at least let me ask him about his basic situation." Chen Ge did not directly refuse. One of Dr. Gao and Men Nan was a special tourist. And every special tourist is a hidden "wealth" that must be well grasped.
"I'll thank you for this child first." With a smile on his face, Dr. Gao called Men Nan over: "Men Nan, tell me everything that hurts you."
The young man kept his head down, no matter who he was talking to, he kept his head down, as if there was something on his head.
Seeing that the young man was silent, Dr. Gao sighed softly and spoke instead of Men Nan: "Three weeks ago, this child suddenly found me and said that he suspected that he had depression. We are professionals ourselves. After the diagnosis in the afternoon, it was found that his symptoms were different from ordinary depression, just excessive fatigue and anxiety. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but then Men Nan's condition became more and more serious, and he often didn't talk about it all day. In a word, the slightest thing, he would quarrel and fight with people hysterically, as if he was venting something. After analyzing it for a long time, I came to a conclusion that he refused to admit—he was afraid, extremely afraid! "
"I suspected that he had a phobia, but I investigated his living environment and found no cause that might induce the phobia. Finally, after my repeated questioning, the child finally told the truth." Dr. Gao felt distressed He glanced at Men Nan: "He has had the same dream every night since three weeks ago."
Men Nan shuddered at the mention of dreams, which should be the last thing he wanted to recall.
"What did you dream about?" Chen Ge had already imagined many terrifying scenarios, but Dr. Gao's answer still exceeded his expectations.
"He dreamed that he was washing his hair."
"Shampoo?" Chen Ge was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
"Let him tell the rest himself." Dr. Gao put his hand on Men Nan's shoulder and rubbed it gently, signaling him to relax.
After waiting for a long time, Men Nan said, "It's the same dream every time. It's getting clearer and clearer. I'll soon be able to see who that person is."
His voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been burned by fire.
"See who? Is there another person in your dream?"
"Yes, he's always standing next to me, watching me wash my hair, it's terrifying, it seems like as soon as I close my eyes, he'll rush over and strangle me."