Crazy Psychologist

What surprised Muchun was how could such a noble doctor like Zhang Wenwen have such no sense of self-protection? Logically speaking, the medical system in North America is more rigorous, and doctors’ awareness of self-protection has also become stronger in this environment. Basically, a doctor has to record a lot of words every day, just to explain many cases clearly in a timely manner and avoid patients Or the patient’s family may find any trouble in the future.

Pay no attention to the details and try to ensure your own safety. Doctors are a high-paying profession in North America. No one wants to become a doctor after studying for so many years, only to lose their job because of their own negligence.

Zhang Wenwen is also an outstanding talent who came out of such an environment, so he should understand the reason.

Professor Chu brought two oranges, one for Mu Chun, and the other he took in his hand and peeled it.

Muchun quickly ate the orange and finally no longer felt the unbearable saltiness in his throat. Before asking about the prison, Muchun kept thinking about how to ask the professor about the salty cooking.

Just from this symptom, Muchun could think of many possible diseases. He was also a psychosomatic doctor. If Fang Ming or Liu Dandan were asked to memorize a book, they would probably be able to name more diseases.

If it were Baidu, it would be even more uncertain.

If you don't speak well, you will be afraid of increasing the professor's pressure. How to ask is particularly important.

If you don't ask, if you consume a lot of salt every day, your cardiovascular and kidneys will be overburdened sooner or later.

what happened? How long did it last?

Professor Chu said that he would wash the dishes first. Muchun quickly stood up and cleaned up the dishes, "I'll do it today. After washing the dishes, I still have a few things to ask the teacher."

Chu Xiaofeng burst into laughter and nodded while laughing, "Okay, you were just chatting with me about our feelings. Now is Dr. Muchun's professional time?"

Muchun carried the dishes and chopsticks back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room twice, and then he checked the professor's kitchen with the sound of water while washing the dishes.

There were four seasoning bottles in total, each in four small glass bottles with identical black caps. Mu Chun opened them one by one and found two cans of sugar and two cans of salt. It was normal to pick up the wrong ones when cooking, but when eating At that time, the professor didn't even think that sweet and sour pork was saltier than bacon, and the tomato scrambled eggs seemed to be tomato scrambled salted eggs.

The stir-fried carrots with broccoli should taste just right, but the professor found it bland and tasteless, and even despised the cooking skills of Ichiban Muchun.

"Has it been washed?" Muchun wanted to wash the dishes while thinking about the professor, but at this time the professor was already urging him outside.

"Hey, here we come."

After rinsing the dishes and chopsticks for the last time, Mu Chun carefully placed the plates and bowls on the stainless steel dish rack to drain. He took a clean kitchen towel to dry his hands and returned to the living room.

"Teacher, have you felt any discomfort recently? In such a cold weather, will your old house be too humid?" Mu Chun tried to ask, leaning in front of the bookshelf.

Chu Xiaofeng didn't understand what Mu Chun meant, but he had already sensitively noticed that something was wrong with Mu Chun.

Facing his mentor, Mu Chun was actually a little uneasy. No matter how close the two were, after all, Chu Xiaofeng had been Mu Chun's psychoanalysis guide for a whole year. During this process, Mu Chun naturally had empathy. This transference is not as obvious as Gong Hai's for Mu Chun, but it is still a trickle of deep water. Therefore, Mu Chun and Chu Xiaofeng's previous relationship did not need to be explained too clearly to each other to be able to notice the differences in each other.

"Did you notice any problem?" Chu Xiaofeng casually picked up a book on a low shelf next to the dining table.

Muchun felt panicked in his heart. He let out a breath, and then spoke calmly and slowly, "Teacher, today's tomato scrambled eggs and sweet and sour pork ribs are very salty. I didn't want to say it, but I can't." Don’t tell me. I just looked at your spice containers. Although you have two bottles for salt and two bottles for sugar. There are no labels on these bottles and the bottles are the same. However, sugar and salt should still be directly distinguishable with the naked eye. of"

Muchun's eyes became hot as he spoke.

Chu Xiaofeng seemed to notice something and said: "It seems that it's not a problem to get it wrong. When I was eating, I didn't feel that the tomato scrambled eggs were salty, nor did I feel that there was a problem with the sweet and sour pork ribs. That's it."

After saying that, Chu Xiaofeng walked back to the dining table, held the edge of the table, and sat down.

"There should be something wrong. I'm going to check it out." Chu Xiaofeng said.

He looked relaxed and unburdened, like a particularly cheerful person. Then Chu Xiaofeng picked up two oranges, threw one high towards Mu Chun, and the other one he threw up and down with his right hand. Play.

"I will ask Zhang Wenwen to check me tomorrow morning, starting from the brain. If it is some kind of brain disease, I may have some kind of talent that I have always dreamed of." Chu Xiaofeng said cheerfully.

"Yes, such as a super strong sense of music or a super strong sense of color or even logic, such as suddenly becoming an IQ like Einstein." Mu Chun said and jumped to the dining table and took out a B6-sized book from his pants pocket. He turned to a new blank page in his notebook and said, "Let's talk about something serious, Professor Chu."

"Okay, Doctor Mu." Chu Xiaofeng showed admiration.

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4

"The first thing is, I received a request for assistance from Fengchuan No. 1 Prison today. I didn't know that I was so famous. Even the prison system knew to look for me?" Mu Chun held his chin and looked at Chu Xiaofeng.

Chu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I can't hide anything from you. Yes, I introduced him. Fengchuan No. 1 Prison asked me to help introduce a senior doctor in the Department of Psychosomatics. He said that there was a strange prison sentence Staff, they were a little dizzy, so I thought, I still have classes at school, and besides, I have basically quit the medical front line, and I am currently busy preparing for the "Mental Health" annual conference. This year's annual conference has sufficient funds. Ah, there are many important plans to be discussed at the annual meeting, and many foreign experts will be invited for lectures and academic exchanges. I have to make final confirmations with these professors, and I also need to prepare for the development of many courses, and "

"Okay, I understand, so the teacher introduced me to Fengchuan No. 1 Prison, right?" Mu Chun asked.

Before coming to the professor's place, Muchun had already understood part of the situation in Fengchuan No. 1 Prison. Fengchuan No. 1 Prison is an old prison around the sea. It not only houses ordinary prisoners but also serious criminals. For ten years, two Ten years, life imprisonment or even death row.

The prison area is not large, but there are many patients. This request for assistance is also relatively urgent. Muchun is prepared to do his homework as much as possible in advance, because he does not know what he will encounter when facing a serious prisoner.

Perhaps the best way to prepare is to be overprepared. This is the principle that Muchun always follows, especially when encountering completely unfamiliar events.

"I originally wanted to recommend Xiaoxiao to go, but I'm afraid that if you find out, you will say that I didn't think well and didn't consider that Xiaoxiao is a girl after all, and it is somewhat inappropriate to go to a place like the prison system." Chu Xiaofeng He shook his head coquettishly.

Mu Chun nodded seriously, "It's really not appropriate for Mu Xiao to go to this matter. It's better for me to go, but I don't know if I can help. In fact, I don't know what the prison wants me to do. , it’s not difficult to diagnose the condition, but..."

Generally speaking, when a patient is sick, the doctor diagnoses the condition and discusses the treatment plan with the patient. This is a normal process.

The prison system is a little different. What exactly does Mu Chun need to diagnose in the prison? Muchun read the materials twice but still couldn't figure it out. He tried to ask Chu Xiaofeng, and the professor replied that he should see if the prisoner did it intentionally.

deliberately? When Muchun heard this sentence, a black line crossed his eyes.

It is a very reasonable conjecture that imitating a certain disease or learning a certain type of behavior is not out of intention, but for a certain purpose. Indeed, there are such patients among the general population, and some with poor self-awareness may even imitate. Really, gradually losing the original consciousness.

"Well, I understand, so when I judge the condition, I have to take into account his environment and make a comprehensive analysis based on the crimes he has committed before. I cannot simply look at the surface." Mu Chun said.

Chu Xiaofeng nodded appreciatively, "Yes, I have occasionally interacted with the prison system a few times. I had a good personal relationship with Officer Annian from Fengchuan Prison before. He often asked me some mental-related questions in private. I I have also come into contact with serious criminals several times. How can I say that I was a little scared at first because they have touched human lives on their hands. You would think that they would be different from normal people. This is indeed the case. There are various unexpected difficulties in communicating with criminals, but there are also times when I find that they are simpler than ordinary people outside the high wall, see things more thoroughly, and when they tell you, their emotions are more urgent and sincere, which can make you tear-jerking. ah."

After asking clearly about the matter, Muchun asked Chu Xiaofeng about the crisis intervention system. This was a system that he and Zhang Wenwen wanted to establish this year no matter what, even if it was just to have a dedicated person on duty to answer calls for help. Start with the minimum.

Chu Xiaofeng said that "Establishing a Crisis Intervention System" is also the focus of this year's mental health work. It will definitely be discussed and passed unanimously at the annual meeting. Next, we will see whether this matter will be derived from the police and medical systems and require more people. It takes hard work to make the system really work and work.

"Teacher, it's not just suicide intervention in the traditional sense. Originally, there was a suicide intervention hotline in Huahai, but the manpower and professionalism were insufficient. The most important thing is that people don't understand this hotline. How should I put it? I think this It means that when the good side of any subculture appears, the bad side will also grow at the same time. It's like light and shadow go hand in hand.