Crazy Psychologist

Bai Lu really wanted to ask, why am I doing these boring planning projects and helping some children's shower gel brand to do music design for live events.

Wouldn't this kind of live event just involve a few college students dancing? Why do you still want to do music design?

And what kind of plan is this, writing lyrics? How to write lyrics? Are you writing lyrics before the music is released? Or do you put the lyrics first and then the music?

At first glance, it looks like a plan made by an outsider.

When Bai Lu stood there and read the plan, the principal asked, "Is it okay? If there are any questions, I will talk to the client."

Bai Lu wanted to say there was a problem, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say. She could only nodded and replied, "I understand."

In fact, she didn't know. All she knew was that this matter was very troublesome. Why couldn't she express her thoughts?

During the meeting in the afternoon, people from the same department said that they had to take leave on Wednesday. There were two Emperor music theory classes that Bai Lu had to take over as a substitute. Bai Lu didn’t want to substitute for him. On Wednesday, she had four classes of her own, and two more classes would make six classes. After six classes, her back will hurt even more.

After hesitating for a long time, my colleague said, "Bai Lu is the best, and students also like Bai Lu's."

Just like that, Bai Lu could only nod and agree.

When it was time for dinner, Bai Lu originally wanted to go home early, take medicine, take a hot bath and go to bed, but her mother called her and asked her to go home for a meal.

Bai Lu could only drive back to her mother with a tired heart and aching back.

On the other side, Chu Sisi chatted with Li Xiaoxiao for an hour. After Li Xiaoxiao returned, she returned to the outpatient clinic dejectedly and told Muchun exactly what she had talked with Li Xiaoxiao.

"You're doing a great job. If you don't know what to say, just listen." Muchun encouraged.

"This is talk therapy, but I don't know whether her condition is better or worse."

Chu Sisi was treating a patient independently for the first time, and she was a hundred times more nervous than the patient. Sitting opposite Li Xiaoxiao, her heartbeat was pounding all the time, and she had to be careful not to let Li Xiaoxiao notice.

"I told her that I know it's not easy for her."

Chu Sisi looked down at her notebook and whispered.

"Ah, that's right. According to Professor Chu's experience, it is to slowly accompany them to release their emotions and gradually adapt to life. Has she mentioned that she wants to work?"

After hearing what Muchun said, Chu Sisi raised her head and asked, "How did the teacher know?"

Muchun thought for a moment and took a sip of the coffee that had turned from hot to cold. "If she wants to re-enter society, she should be thinking about going to work or doing something else. This is a good sign. You can do it next week. Continue to have in-depth discussions with her about work issues.”

"What do you mean? Will I still be here to treat Li Xiaoxiao next week?"

"Yeah, haven't you always questioned my opinion that Chu Shenming and Li Xiaoxiao should not break up? I don't know how to explain this question. Maybe you will find the answer yourself from your communication with Li Xiaoxiao."

After Muchun finished speaking, he turned around and put the coffee cup into the sink.

After this hour of conversation therapy, Chu Sisi realized that the job of a psychosomatic doctor was not that simple. She might never be able to be as calm and calm as Mu Chun, but she could always solve the patient's problems. Solve or improve.

Is this a talent? Or am I not diligent enough?

Chu Sisi decided to continue studying the case and sort out Muchun's notes as soon as possible, but these things would take time. In addition, she also planned to go to her father Chu Xiaofeng to ask what exactly should be paid attention to in talking therapy.

When the patient doesn't speak, how can we make her put down the pressure and say what she wants to say.

Her father's book once said, "Human beings are creatures of language. Human beings build civilization through language, and also relieve their own stress through language and talking." Chu Sisi wanted to ask Mu Chun how he did it Make patients willing to talk. But she also knows that if she doesn’t experience and practice many things herself, other people’s experiences will not become her abilities.

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Liu Tiantian ran to the fifth floor angrily. Just as Muchun and Chu Sisi were about to get off work, they had a gossiping session as usual.

Mu Chun simply lay on the chair and watched Xiao Xigua's updates for a while. Xiao Xigua also posted a message about a perverted harasser, which made Mu Chun very angry.

"Didn't your Liu Yiming say that harassers may not exist and tell citizens not to worry? Why do women still encounter similar incidents?"

When Mu Chun was angry, she even complained about Chu Sisi, and Chu Sisi also looked confused.

"I came up here to talk about this. Today I went to Sumikawa Medical College to study the "Community Family Bed Nursing" course. The classroom is in a large staircase classroom at the innermost side of the medical building near the west. I am super serious. I arrived very early and sat down. In the first row by the window, I had just taken out my notebook and textbooks and wanted to see when the rain outside the window would stop. Suddenly I felt something was wrong. A man wearing a dark green raincoat with a mask on his face suddenly appeared. Suddenly, through the drizzle, I saw a hard thing in the bushes~"

Liu Tiantian's face was full of shock and panic. It looked like she might not have recovered her nerves all day long.

"I'm afraid I will never forget what happened today in my lifetime."

Liu Tiantian took a few sips of the hot milk Chu Sisi handed her, her hands holding the cup still trembling.

"Xiao Xigua also said he saw strange things, also on the university campus."

Muchun scratched his hair and looked at the steady autumn rain that was still falling outside.

"I really feel that my whole body is not well, and there is no way to get better. What's particularly strange is that I can't scream. Can you imagine?"

Chu Sisi had stayed there and didn't know what to say. She wanted Liu Yiming to come and sit on the fifth floor for a while.

At this time, the role of a policeman seems to make people feel more secure than a psychosomatic doctor with rich professional knowledge.

Speaking of which, after staying in the psychosomatic department for a long time, I feel more and more that being a psychosomatic doctor itself is not a profession that can make people feel safe. For example, Mu Chun, there is no way to know what weird things he will do suddenly.

"Did your mind suddenly go blank, unable to think of anything, unable to make any sounds?"

Muchun asked.

Liu Tiantian nodded repeatedly while holding the cup, "Yes, that's it. It's completely opposite to the plot in horror movies or thrillers. Basically, the first reaction is not to scream, but to be unable to scream, and the brain cannot react at all. "

"Did you quickly look away or something?"

Chu Sisi said tremblingly.