Madam's black history was picked up

Zhang Hongbin and others looked admiring, as expected, a famous teacher gave birth to an excellent student, and they analyzed the patient's symptoms so thoroughly.

"Then is there any effective treatment?" Zhang Hongbin was a little impatient.

Pang Zhi turned around and said with the rigor of his usual class: "At present, this kind of disease is treated with medication as a supplement and psychotherapy as the main method."

"Medications like tricyclic antidepressants or monoamine oxidase inhibitors are effective in treating chronic PTSD."

"In psychotherapy, the therapist usually encourages the patient to talk about the painful experience, put himself in the place to understand the patient's emotions, and help the patient relieve symptoms."

"Ah..." At this time, Yuan Jie's scream came from the ward again, and he began to tear the gauze on his face again.

Zhang Hongbin looked at Pang Zhi begging for help.

Pang Zhi looked at Xiao Mo: "I told you to practice your hands, do you have confidence?"

Xiao Mo was happy when he heard it: "Really? Thank you teacher, I will definitely not let you down!"

Zhang Hongbin's eyes suddenly turned black: "I'm completely devastated right now, and you still don't forget to use my patients to train your apprentices."

However, he could only think about it in his heart. On the surface, he was still full of confidence in Xiao Mo. After all, Xiao Mo's performance just now was remarkable.

Xiao Mo took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of plums from his pocket, and walked into the ward while eating.

"Ah..." He scratched the gauze on Yuan Jie's face again, bleeding out.

"Whoever let you in, get the hell out of here." Yuan Jie stared at Xiao Mo with his only remaining eye, his head covered in gauze.

"I have something delicious, and I want to share it with you, do you want to try it?" Xiao Mo said, spreading his palm, and handing the words in his hand to Yuan Jie.

"Hmph, I don't care, get out of here."

"Believe me, you won't be so irritable after eating it." Xiao Mo's voice was infectious.

Yuan Jie stared at Xiao Mo for a while, then took a plum in his mouth suspiciously and chewed it. He miraculously felt a lot more relaxed, as if he really wasn't so irritable.

Xiao Mo smiled gently at Yuan Jie: "I'm a psychiatrist. I heard about your situation, and I'm here to help you."

"Can you help me?" Yuan Jie, whose mood eased a little, had a rare conversation with Xiao Mo.

But then he looked disdainful again: "Hmph, it's just giving me an injection and asking me to take medicine. This has no effect at all, and my face still won't get better."

Xiao Mo smiled gently: "No, we don't give injections or take medicine. As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I will definitely make you better. Please believe me."

As a qualified psychiatrist, there is such a magic power. His voice is full of magnetism and appeal. People will relax unconsciously and chat with him without any burden.

Yuan Jie stared at Xiao Mo for several seconds, and suddenly choked up.

"Then help me, I can't take it anymore. As soon as I close my eyes, I will be beaten. I was beaten to death by that damn woman. My face is horrifying."

Yuan Jie touched his gauze-wrapped face with trembling hands.

"I can't control myself, I want to hit someone, I want to vent, I want to..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xiao Mo patted Yuan Jie's back lightly.

"Don't get excited, I know you are in pain now, but please trust me, I will make you better."

"Is the food I gave you delicious? Do you want more?" Xiao Mo said and spread his palms, and handed Huamei to Yuan Jie.

At this time Yuan Jie was like an obedient child, he took two plums and put them in his mouth to chew. After a while, his emotions calmed down again which was rare.

A little nurse outside the door looked at the handsome young man, who so easily tamed the irritable Yuan Jie, she stared at the things in Xiao Mo's hand with wide eyes.

"What kind of panacea is that? It's amazing that Yuan Jie can calm down after taking it."

The stupid little nurse didn't care what leaders were present, so she just said it outright.

Pang Zhi smiled: "That's just some common plums. The plums can stimulate people's taste buds and make them secrete a lot of saliva, and swallowing saliva can also calm the mood."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

The little nurse nodded knowingly. Only then did she belatedly realize that all the leaders of the hospital were standing beside her. Her little face turned red all of a sudden, and she stuck out her tongue unnaturally.

Seeing Yuan Jie's mood stabilized a lot, Xiao Mo glanced at the messy ward that Yuan Jie made.

"Look, it's a mess here, and it's hard to talk. May I take you to a comfortable place?"

Yuan Jie immediately became happy when he heard this. Ever since he saw his face, his mood was extremely irritable. The doctor was afraid that he would lose control at any time, so he never let him leave the ward.

At first Yuan Jie wanted to run outside, but when he realized that he was blind in one eye and disfigured, he didn't dare to go out. He was afraid that others would regard him as a monster, and he couldn't stand being treated as a monster by others. eyes.

Yuan Jie has been hiding in the ward. When he is irritable and out of control, he can only vent by throwing things.

Now hearing Xiao Mo say that he wants to take him to a comfortable place, Yuan Jie immediately has the urge to leave here, he doesn't want to stay in this place that will drive him crazy sooner or later.

Xiao Mo took Yuan Jie to a psychotherapy room.

The so-called treatment room is actually a quiet and comfortable room, with some cozy little decorations, a few eye-catching small potted plants, and a comfortable sofa. The thick blue curtains block the harsh light outside.

Yuan Jie sat back on the comfortable single sofa, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed.

Sitting in front of Yuan Jie, Xiao Mo began to guide him slowly: "Close your eyes and imagine as I say."

Yuan Jie nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Now, empty your mind, don't think about anything, don't do anything, your mind is blank at this time." Xiao Mo's voice was deep and magnetic.

"Slowly, a blue sky appeared in your line of sight. There were a few white clouds floating in the sky. Below the white clouds was a sea of ​​colorful flowers. In the middle of the sea of ​​flowers was a path paved with gravel. You walked on the path. Walk slowly."

Xiao Mo watched Yuan Jie relax slowly, and he started to get down to business.

"what's your name?"

"Yuan Jie."

"how old are you?"

"23 is old."

"Where do you live?"

"Shuiyue Bay villa area on the boulevard."

Yuan Jie's mood has stabilized, Xiao Mo secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and began to ask him key questions.

"Where did you go on the night of June 6th this month?"

Yuan Jie frowned, as if recalling.

"Colonel Hotel."

"Is it an appointment with someone?"

"Yes."

"Is your date a man or a woman?"

"woman."

"Then she went?"

When Xiao Mo asked this, Yuan Jie frowned, as if he was very repulsed to mention this woman, but he still answered Xiao Mo's question.

"went."

"Are you guys chatting inside?"

This time Yuan Jie paused for a longer time, and he replied after several seconds: "We chatted."

"What did you talk about?"

"..." Yuan Jie didn't speak, and anger and anxiety began to appear on his face.

Xiao Mo frowned, but he continued to ask: "Did she ask you something too much?"

After Xiao Mo asked this sentence, Pang Zhi outside the door frowned: "After all, he is still too young."

At this time, Yuan Jie's eyes were closed tightly, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his head. He looked nervous and angry: "Yes, that stinky woman made a lot of unreasonable demands on me. She buys this and that."

"I didn't agree, so she rushed over and hit me like crazy. Her strength was surprisingly great. She threw me to the ground and started punching me in the face."

"I'm in so much pain, I'm in so much pain..." Yuan Jie suddenly shrank into a ball, his body trembling.

Xiao Mo realized that he had made a serious mistake, he hurriedly bent down to support Yuan Jie's shoulders, comforting him softly.

"It's okay, it's okay, you are safe now, no one will hurt you, you are saved."

"Relax, relax, take a deep breath, yes, fine, inhale, exhale, yes, that's it, fine..."

The treatment ended in failure, and Yuan Jie was sent back to the ward.

In the garden of the Central Hospital.

Xiao Mo stood behind Pang Zhi dejectedly: "I'm sorry, teacher, I failed."

Pang Zhi didn't look back: "Have you found the reason for the failure?"

"I-I'm too impatient."

"anything else?"

"I……"

Pang Zhi turned around suddenly, and yelled at Xiao Mo: "How can you use your own subjective judgment to influence patients? The most obvious symptom of post-traumatic stress disorder patients is that they will selectively forget to treat others. The one that hurt the most."

"If you use your own subjective consciousness to guide him, then he will definitely follow your train of thought, which will not have any therapeutic effect at all."

"Because you haven't entered the patient's heart at all, how do you understand the patient's emotions, you don't know what the patient is thinking, how can you solve his problems?"

Xiao Mo was so trained by Pang Zhi that he couldn't answer a sentence. When Yuan Jie overreacted, he knew what a stupid mistake he had made.

Pang Zhi looked at Xiao Mo who lowered his head and said nothing, and he sighed.

"Your homework for this semester is the test paper just now, and I have told you about your grades just now. Keep working hard next year."

Pang Zhi is quite strict with the students he likes.

"Understood, teacher, I will work harder."

Xiao Mo has no dissatisfaction with Pang Zhi's decision. He needs setbacks, and only setbacks will spur him to work harder.

Pang Zhi was also very satisfied with Xiao Mo's performance, so he also skipped this topic.

"However, it can also be seen from Yuan Jie's performance just now that he has not told the truth. Even if you do not guide him, he may not necessarily tell the truth."

"So, I have to change Yuan Jie's treatment method."

"Then you want to..."

"Yeah." Pang Zhi nodded with his hands behind his back.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to hypnotize him to see what the truth is that he wants to hide in his subconscious mind? Only in this way can we prescribe the right medicine and find a treatment that suits him."