After rebirth, I found that the whole world wants to kill me [gl]

Until Xiao Shixin took Tang Xiaoran to the psychiatric department of the Third Hospital, the lingering doubts in Tang Xiaoran's mind were still not dispelled: Do you want to pass the knife to Mr. Xiao?

Sad.

Mr. Xiao had to do a set of questions first.

Tang Xiaoran glanced at the length of the paper, and almost thought that she was here to accompany her baby to take the exam.

And when Mr. Xiao was doing the questions, she couldn't watch, so she had to drink tea outside.

Xiao Shixin's secret attending doctor is a man who looks about 50 or [-] years old. He is a little rich, with a smile on his face. Leaving aside the white coat, Tang Xiaoran thinks that he will be able to take care of his health when he is older. The program fooled the audience on TV.

"Miss Tang, long-awaited. Hello, I'm Zhong Kui, Mr. Xiao's attending doctor."

In front of the sofa is a coffee table with a square dark tea tray and a complete set of blue and white tea sets.When introducing himself, while boiling water to make tea, he took out a business card from the jacket pocket of his white coat.

When Tang Xiaoran heard his name, he looked at him in awe for a moment.

As expected of the doctor Xiao Shixin hired, why did he choose a part-time ghost exorcist?

"It's Da Guikui." As if seeing the meaning in her expression, the person on the opposite sofa paused with a smile, and added a sentence very naturally.

Tang Xiaoran: Oh.

Wait, what happened to Jiu Yang?

Tang Xiaoran was a little embarrassed, and touched her face to conceal the smile on her face: "Xiao... Sister Xin, does she often mention me?"

Dr. Zhong smiled and responded naturally: "Yes."

His gaze was still peaceful and natural, as if what he knew was just an ordinary thing.

Tang Xiaoran was delighted.

Meiwan thought for a moment, no, Xiao Shixin came here for psychological counseling, for medical treatment, why mention himself?

Did he affect her condition?

Seeing her expression slightly disturbed, Dr. Zhong poured boiling water into the round-bellied teapot, and washed away a piece of Pu-erh tea cake that had been broken off earlier.

The hot boiling water submerged the tea cake, and a hazy mist rose.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao usually comes to me for psychological counseling, that is, to talk about things in her life." It's just that there are still some difficult processes in the process, so Dr. Zhong won't talk about it.

The most difficult thing he is facing now is that Xiao Shixin is suppressing all his disease impulses, it seems that the stronger those impulses are, the more she has to suppress them.

The consequence of doing so is that Xiao Shixin's dependence on drugs is increasing, and the next time he faces the same situation, the rebound will be more severe.

If the condition worsens like this, it is very likely to cause bipolar disorder with alternating episodes of depression and mania. His treatment plan filings will increase significantly.

Before, he suggested that Mr. Xiao bring his family members or close people over, because in the treatment of this disease, the support and care from relatives is very much needed.

No matter what, today I finally saw another person beside Xiao Shixin, Dr. Zhong's headache eased a bit.

"Talk about... things in life?" Tang Xiaoran was a little curious, she couldn't imagine Xiao Shixin's appearance when talking about these things in life.

In my mind, I even imagined how a flower of Gaoling would bargain with people in the vegetable market one day.

Mentioning this, Dr. Zhong looked at her more gently.

There was some helplessness in the smile: "Judging from Mr. Xiao's personality and her understanding of her own condition, it is already the limit for her to actively cooperate with the treatment. In fact, she is consciously controlling her emotions throughout the chat. The volume and speed of speech, I even made a statistics for this, and found that her reaction was even more standard than the standard, perfectly in line with the normal person's speech speed of about 1 words per minute."

Speaking of this, Dr. Zhong paused, Tang Xiaoran didn't quite understand, and asked, "So is this good or not?"

Does this mean that Xiao Shixin is still in control of everything that happens to him?

"Compared to her not saying anything, forcibly suppressing any impulse to speak seems to be a good thing. But in essence, her behavior of controlling herself all the time has no effect on her illness. any good."

Physicians of all specialties probably like patients who have a lot of self-control, which can save them a lot of trouble.

But for psychiatrists, excessive self-control is not a good thing.

Tang Xiaoran thought for a while, and came to a realization.

Immediately afterwards, she was a little dazed, and said softly: "So, actually, the scariest thing about Sister Xin's condition is her terrifying desire to control herself?"

Doctor Zhong nodded.

The same disease may be much easier to deal with if someone else with a more ordinary identity comes over.

But he had seen Xiao Shixin's growth experience, understood her family background and work style, and he felt that Mr. Xiao's intolerance of losing control was the most troublesome thing in the treatment process.

Little things add up, and the fragile nerves will always be overwhelmed one day.

That effect is not much worse than that of a thousand-mile embankment destroyed by ant nests and flooded.

Tang Xiaoran frowned.

She thought, is she going to help Xiao Shixin dig out her nature and let her release it?

But Mr. Xiao said that her favorite thing to do is cooking.

Tang Xiaoran was a little distressed, "Thinking about her current job, I think it's better to find a breakthrough for her in terms of interests, so that she can relax more at ordinary times?"

Dr. Zhong really wanted to suggest that he change to a more relaxed and comfortable working environment, and the boss with a business worth hundreds of millions per minute couldn't possibly listen to him.

"She never mentioned anything about hobbies to me." Dr. Zhong answered with great interest, the Pu'er in the teacup was almost brewed, he pinched the ears of the pot and poured a few cups of tea.

Put one of the cups in front of Tang Xiaoran.

Tang Xiaoran thought that there should be nothing to say about liking cooking, right?

Thinking of this, she thought of the philosophical question of whether to hand the knife or not.

He asked bluntly: "She likes to cook, why don't I go... sign her up for a master chef competition or something?"

After thinking about that scene, my first reaction as a rich second generation turned out to be:

This show can be popular!

Dr. Zhong smiled after hearing her answer, but there was a look of thought in his eyes.Resource curation: Unknown

"When she can't control her emotions occasionally, does she use cooking to calm her mood?" After a while, he asked.

It was reminded by Dr. Zhong.

Tang Xiaoran suddenly remembered the big breakfast table she saw the next morning after she and Xiao Shixin were together.

The fool also knew that Xiao Shixin should be very happy at that time.

So being so happy should be considered emotional, right?

She nodded hesitantly.

Dr. Zhong then showed great curiosity about Mr. Xiao's interest, and the topic all focused on cooking:

"Then does she usually prefer to cook vegetarian dishes, or deal with meat ingredients?"

Tang Xiaoran thought about her usual menu.

After a long while, he said in a daze: "...is it healthy to mix meat and vegetables?"

Doctor Zhong: "..."

He felt that his question needed to be more explicit.

"I mean, for example, when she is emotional, will she do things like chop vegetables, meat, and ribs?" Dr. Zhong continued to ask.

Tang Xiaoran listened, made a stop gesture to him, and replied, "I'll think about it."

She carefully compared how Mr. Xiao cut the cabbage when making cabbage stewed vermicelli, how he chopped the meat when making vegetable balls, and how he chopped the ribs when steaming black bean pork ribs——

It seems a little hungry.

Picking up the cup, he took a sip of Pu'er in a disguised way, letting the warm tea fall from the tip of his tongue into his stomach, calming his restless appetite a little.

Decided to answer honestly.

"Actually, she is very gentle when cooking. Even if she is holding a kitchen knife, she basically does not do anything particularly scary, and the big bones are all handled by her when she buys them."

She felt that when Xiao Shixin was cooking, the appearance of being surrounded by fireworks in the world was very charming.

Dr. Zhong asked another strange question:

"Then when she cuts vegetables, such as radishes, will the radishes that come out be neat and of the same size, or uneven ones? ——The premise is that she is in an excited mood."

Tang Xiaoran came back to his senses a little bit.

But this time she just wanted to cry.

She felt like she didn't care about the object at all!

This question is really a hundred times more difficult than the ancient Chinese questions!

She puffed her face, frowned, and said to Dr. Zhong in a very embarrassed way: "How about...I'll go home now and check the refrigerator. Is there any leftover radish stewed lamb from last night?"

Wuwuwu Xin, I'm sorry for you!

Why did I patronize and eat at the dinner table before!

Didn't pay more attention to the food!

Dr. Zhong didn't want the psychological counseling to go to such a strange place, but combined with the content of many psychological counseling sessions with Mr. Xiao before, he felt that this Ms. Tang could indeed provide him with a lot of details in terms of life.

Just imagine, let alone a manic patient, what kind of things would an ordinary person do with a kitchen knife in his hand when he was particularly emotional?

He had some surprised guesses in his heart.

But still dare not confirm.

If that was the case, he felt that he had to correct Xiao Shixin's psychological evaluation results.

Another four and ten minutes passed.

When Xiao Shixin came out after completing the latest test questions, he saw a large open space in the middle of the usually elegantly furnished office.

There is a cooking table on top.

There is also a kitchen knife on the cutting board in the center, and a bunch of ingredients are listed beside it.

Tang Xiaoran asked her with a smile:

"Sister Xin, braised pork with preserved vegetables, stewed pork ribs with potatoes, hot and sour potato shreds, can you choose one for me?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Xiao Shixin: "...????"

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I'm sorry everyone, about the treatment process and the like, the author is writing blindly while researching, please don't read it too seriously, thank you!Sick or fast!Go to the hospital!

I wish you a happy eating!

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