Why is first love so sweet?

Rong Yu had missed too many internships these days, so he went to the hospital after breakfast.

Sheng Yiwo checked the information in the other garden all morning, and his heart became more and more heavy.

The treatment of Stockholm syndrome is to allow patients to re-establish a correct self-knowledge.

Give patients an environment full of love, so that patients can regain the courage of self-love in the destroyed sense of security.

When the patient no longer seeks security from the "perpetrator" by "sacrificing himself", that is, healed.

Sheng Yi analyzed Rong Yu's symptoms with his own experience.

In the morning, Rongyu gave him hands twice, and showed a strong desire to control him. He occupied the position of the guide and controlled the rhythm of the whole process.

According to his observation, Rong Yu also reacted when he made it to him, but he put his whole body and mind on him, deliberately suppressing his desire.

Sheng Yi thinks about it now, and feels that this is a tendency to masochistic.

Rongyu's hands are so comfortable, and he seems to be very skilled when he handles them...

After thinking about it, he was going wrong, Sheng Yi scolded himself in his heart, he could still have such thoughts when such a thing happened.

He blushed and took a deep breath.

After much deliberation, Sheng Yi felt that it would be better to persuade Rong Yu to receive psychological counseling, as the information on the Internet could not judge the extent of his illness.

"How can I get Xiaoyu to see a doctor..." Sheng Yi squatted by the fish pond and sprinkled fish food depressedly, wanting to discuss it with Cheng Wenge.

Sheng Yi paused, remembering what he said, and silently put away his thoughts of asking for help outside the court.

Before Rongyu can be cured, he still needs a healthy body, and he cannot go to the hospital for gastric lavage because of eating toothpaste.

Cheng Wenge seemed to sense his retreat, and called him.

"Xiao Yi, are you awake? When will I move you?" Cheng Wenge said, "Let's move today, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

"Don't move yet." Sheng Yi said with a sigh.

"What did he do to you again?" Cheng Wenge asked warily.

"It's not him." Sheng Yi said with a headache, "It's me..."

"I knew it would be like this." Cheng Wenge laughed, "Are my words right? Sheng Yi, be more sober. You're just being taken advantage of and you think you made a mistake."

"I'm very sober." Sheng Yi stood up with all the fish food in his hand, and said firmly, "In short, don't worry about it, I can't leave him for the time being."

"..." Cheng Wenge was silent for a long time, unable to utter a single word, "Alright, then you can figure it out, anyway, I reminded you."

"Yeah." Sheng Yi lowered his head and kicked the pebbles by the pond, "I know what I'm doing, so you don't have to worry about me. Besides, I'm a man, what else can I suffer from?"

Cheng Wenge thought that you could suffer a lot, and that person could eat you until there was no bones left. He sighed and said, "I will take you to see the teacher tonight, and I will pick you up at six o'clock in the evening."

"Okay." Sheng Yi hung up the phone absently.

The Department of Psychiatry of the Affiliated Hospital of B University, the most authoritative psychiatric research center in the country.

Rong Yu wore a meticulous white coat and passed through the waiting hall without turning his eyes. Coupled with his pair of extremely quiet eyes, he was a little cold and unreasonable.

Like a natural air conditioner, it brought an inexplicable cool breeze, and a series of eyes attracted by his outstanding appearance.

Rongyu walked into the psychiatric expert consulting room amidst the subtle and warm greetings from the nurses.

Wang Sizhe was on the phone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and turned around to motion for him to find a place to sit.

Rong Yu nodded politely, sat on the black leather sofa, quickly flipped through a few pieces of printing paper prepared for him, and waited for Wang Sizhe to hang up the phone and asked, "When did this patient's HAMD and QSA be done?"

Wang Sizhe valued this talented student very much. He sat down and clasped his hands on the desk: "A month ago, the two scores were done on the same day. At present, it is judged to be a single depressive disorder. The suicidal tendency was not obvious in the last score, but I saw him just now. The situation is not optimistic. This patient has received treatment for eight weeks, and you can give him another HAMD and QSA score today, and the previous drug treatment is not effective.”

Rong Yu: "CBT doesn't work either?"

Wang Sizhe: "I will come to you for such a simple case?"

Rong Yu put down the paper and raised his eyes. Behind the thin lenses, his dark eyes were calm and cold: "Just because of a broken relationship? No other stressors? Genetics?"

Wang Sizhe spread his hands and revealed the inside story when the patient agreed to cooperate with the research: "There is no family history. Not only was he broken in love, this patient was kidnapped when he was 16 years old, and in all the romantic relationships he established after that, he voluntarily became a sexual The masochist in sadomasochism."

"In these years, he kept changing the abuser, but he couldn't get real spiritual satisfaction, and often had sex with the kidnapper in his dreams."

"Stockholm Syndrome?" Rong Yu frowned slightly.

The nurse came in to remind the next patient that it was time for treatment, Rong Yu got up, and Wang Sizhe assigned homework: "The recording has been sent to your email, this case is very suitable for your recent research direction, and a new treatment plan will be made and sent out before tomorrow night." Give me."

"Okay." Rong Yu nodded politely, turned around and left the consultation room with the blushing nurse who was peeking back at him.

"Is Dr. Rong married?" In the corridor, the nurse asked Rong Yu cautiously.

Rong Yu gave a faint "hmm".

"Ah, it's true..." The nurse lowered her head regretfully, still a little unwilling to give up.

She has been secretly in love with this cold and sexy intern for a while, and every time she meets her, she sinks even more.Obviously, she didn't say a few words to her at all, and maybe they didn't even look at her seriously.

The little nurse followed Rong Yu in small steps, and glanced at the big white hand with slender fingers hanging down next to the white coat, "Why doesn't Dr. Rong wear a wedding ring?"

Dr. Rong is usually indifferent to everyone, and she can't imagine who this person will fall in love with.

Maybe you have a bad relationship with the person you marry?Maybe she still has a chance?

"Sorry, it's not convenient to answer." Rong Yu put his hands into the pockets of his white coat without looking sideways, and replied coldly.

"Sorry, I asked too much." The little nurse stopped at the introduction desk with a beating heart, staring at the tall figure walking towards the elevator.

"Don't be delusional." The colleagues at the referral desk laughed and teased, and they all looked at the handsome doctor who was coldly waiting for the elevator, "Do you know who he is? You can't afford it."

"Why don't I know, isn't it the Rong's Group?" The little nurse took out a small mirror to take a self-portrait, and smiled, "If you don't work hard, how do you know that the story of Cinderella must be a fairy tale?"

The elevator door opened, and Rong Yu walked in with his eyes downcast absently, and heard a familiar laughing voice in front of him: "Xiaoyu."

Rong Yu raised his eyelashes in surprise, and saw the person standing in the elevator, whose footsteps stopped at the elevator door for a long time.

"How come here?"

The two nurses watched Dr. Rong's expressionless handsome face melt away in an instant, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his eyes were so gentle that he seemed to be a different person.

The person under Dr. Rong's gentle gaze looked like a college student who hadn't graduated yet, wearing a white peaked cap, a short down jacket, jeans and sneakers.

The boy's amber eyes were big and bright, his smile was contagious, and he was handsome and sunny, like a male god student who came out of a school drama.

Sheng Yi walked out of the elevator, the elevator door slowly closed behind him, looked at Rong Yu's appearance and said with a smile: "Come and see what my wife looks like in a white coat."

Wife?

The nurses who quietly pricked up their ears were stunned.

Is this handsome guy Dr. Rong's husband? ? ?

Rong Yu smiled, causing a thrilling faint heartbeat around him.

The little nurse covered her chest, and sighed enviously and jealously. Could Dr. Rong's fairy face still have such a big room for improvement?

Seeing Sheng Yi looking at him all the time, Rong Yu put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

The slightly cool doctor rushed towards him with his unique breath.

"I like it." Sheng Yi didn't expect that Rong Yu's appearance in the hospital would be so sexy, he blushed when he saw it, and for a moment forgot his purpose of coming here to find someone.

"Ah."

Rong Yu didn't care about the gazes around him at all, he raised his hand as a reward and wiped the redness of Sheng Yi's cheek with his thumb, as if he liked his honesty very much.

Rong Yu leaned over to his ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "There are new ones at home."

Sheng Yi's ears became hot from the sound, and he blinked blankly: "Huh?"

Rong Yu stepped back, looked down at his blank expression through the glasses, slightly curled his lips, "You like it, go back and wear it for you to see."