I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

On the first weekend, Zhuang Wenyao did not intend to stay in school.After returning home on Friday, he was surprised to find that his father had been off work all night, and it was rare for the family of three to sit down and have dinner together.

Zhuang Wenyao was still thinking about the physics competition, so he just took this opportunity to discuss with his parents, so he gave a general talk about the predicament they are facing now.

Zhuang Fangyi took a sip of tea, and said leisurely, "It's not easy to win prizes in academic competitions, so you are worried that if you work hard at the end, you will lose all your efforts?"

Zhuang Wenyao nodded, frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "That's right! The worst result is that the time is taken into account, the eyes are taken into account, and in the end not only did not win the prize, but the culture class was also missed, and I couldn't be a pilot. Then I What should I do... the students in the ordinary class are better, but our aviation class... I feel like I can't afford to lose."

Zhuang Fangyi roughly understood their situation.They are the students of the first aviation experiment class, and there is no precedent to follow. They lack the experience of those who have experienced it, so it is normal to feel confused.So he asked: "Do you have any goals in mind? Be a pilot, recruit yourself, or take the college entrance examination?"

Zhuang Wenyao spread his hands, showing a helpless expression: "I haven't thought about it myself, why don't I be so entangled..."

Zhuang Fangyi and Zhang Xin exchanged glances: choosing the direction of the future is a major problem that children and parents will face sooner or later.Although they expected it, they didn't expect this day to come so soon.

At the same time, they all clearly noticed the change in Zhuang Wenyao.When I was a child, I loved to play, and my study was also by playing. I never thought much about the future and the way out.However, since entering high school, Zhuang Wenyao has been reborn as if driven by the general environment or the influence of individual people. Not only has he learned steadily, but he has also gained a sense of responsibility and responsibility, whether it is for the collective or for himself.

The child has grown up.

Everyone was meditating silently, without saying a word, a news program was playing on the TV, and the host broadcast the news in a professional voice: "Since this year, the military of country L has continued to increase the intensity of its reconnaissance activities on the border of our country, and frequently The military equipment is going to my country's airspace and territorial waters. The spokesperson of the Ministry of National Defense previously stated that the relevant actions of country L have seriously damaged my country's security interests and undermined regional peace and stability. my country firmly opposes this..."

At this time, Zhuang Fangyi said: "Actually, according to what you said, the road to competition is not easy, and it is not easy to become a pilot. You can't afford to lose. But in the future, you will find that this is the case in all walks of life. Then we doctors say, Do you know how long it is to train a doctor? It takes ten years for undergraduate, regular training, and specialized training. When a person reaches middle age, he still has to take the postgraduate entrance examination, doctoral examination, and medical examination. Any part of the road, years of hard work will be in vain. But even so, so many people dedicate their youth to medicine without hesitation every year, what do they think?"

Zhuang Wenyao was terrified when he heard it, and felt like crossing a single-plank bridge over an abyss, and twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Yes, what do they think?"

"Everything you think about is for fame and fortune, ideals, and feelings. But one thing is the same, they are all brave men," Zhuang Fangyi said, "brave men who bravely pursue what they love and are not afraid to face failure."

"Pursue what you love bravely, and don't be afraid to face failure..." Zhuang Wenyao murmured in a low voice, "But failure is really too uncomfortable, how can you not be afraid at all?"

"Because you love enough, your goal is firm." Zhuang Fangyi said, "You are still young, and you will have more opportunities to hesitate and weigh in the future. Why can't you make a choice based on your heart? Persist if you are interested and able to endure hardships, and want to focus on culture. If you quit the class, what are the consequences? You are a student in the aviation class, but you are also a high school student, and you can apply for any school that everyone can choose. What are you still worried about, and you have no confidence in your grades?"

"How is it possible!" Zhuang Wenyao immediately interjected, then lowered his head and whispered, "I'm not worried about this... Dad, do you still remember the classic lines of Vito Corleone in "The Godfather"?" A person can only have one kind of Fate'... What if I choose the wrong one? Wouldn't this life be in vain?"

Zhuang Fangyi smiled: "Did you forget the second part of the sentence? 'Many young people go wrong before embracing their true destiny. Time and luck will correct their mistakes'."

"Oh, is there another sentence..."

Zhang Xin smiled and patted his head: "That's right, what are you afraid of! Who hasn't missed the road! I think my mother was also a medical student and was admitted to the Department of Burns and Plastic Surgery. But when she got off the clinic and saw the patient, she found that I'm not very good at mental quality, I'm too emotional, I can't be a doctor, so I switched to medical aesthetics. It's no big deal!"

Zhuang Wenyao also heard about this experience of his mother, but today he felt a strong feeling and interest for the first time, and asked: "Then you don't think it's a shame that after studying for so many years, you didn't get a professional counterpart job in the end. ?"

"Knowledge is not for nothing, and you may be able to use it at any time. You just need to remember this." Zhang Xin said with a smile, "Okay, my son is so good, why not do it! You can learn whatever you want. , do whatever you want, we all support it!"

Zhuang Wenyao was encouraged after hearing this: "Yes, why can't I do it! I've made up my mind, and I won't give up!"

He is still young, his life is still long, and he has a lot of time to try and make mistakes.

So go ahead and do it, I don't believe that I will never find my way in my life!

……

After dinner, Zhang Xin was watching TV, Zhuang Fangyi went back to work in the study, and Zhuang Wenyao cleaned the table and washed the dishes.

After finishing the housework, he organized the books he used for this weekend's study, but he didn't really want to learn.

He stood up and turned off the light in the room.

In the darkness, Zhuang Wenyao remained calm as if nothing had happened, but Lu Zhiheng's pale face and shivering appearance appeared in his mind, and the tension in the elevator at that time also reappeared in his heart.

So he suddenly pressed the switch, and the light suddenly appeared, which was a bit dazzling, but the bright appearance of the whole room also made people feel at ease.

Zhuang Wenyao thought for a while, opened the door to the study, and knocked on the door: "Father, can I check something? I will be very quiet and won't disturb you!"

Zhuang Fangyi's eyes were locked on the computer screen without raising his head: "Please go ahead."

Zhuang Wenyao tiptoed in and glanced at it: he was reading an English document, and a single word was so long that Zhuang Wenyao's brain hurts just by looking at it.Immediately look away and look for a book on the bookshelf.

Doctors are such a profession. Not only is the work intensive, but they also have to keep up with the times, learn the most cutting-edge knowledge, continuously input and learn for life.

Zhuang Wenyao also joined in.

It is said that it will be very quiet, but the sound of flipping books is still unavoidable.

Zhuang Fangyi is a gastrointestinal surgeon, and there are many specialized books on the bookshelf.Zhuang Wenyao found a few psychology books from the corners of the corner, flipped through the pages from the catalog, and finally stayed on a page: "Patients are afraid of being in a certain environment, and feel anxious because they think it is difficult to escape and cannot get help. Horror Attacks are often accompanied by significant autonomic symptoms such as tachycardia, dyspnea, sweating, and dizziness. A trusted friend or relative can significantly reduce panic attacks..."

"Place phobia with panic attacks?" Zhuang Fangyi's voice suddenly sounded from above his head, "Why do you think of watching this?"

"Ah! Oh," Zhuang Wenyao was startled, and said, "It's a classmate of mine. When the two of us took the elevator, the power went out and it was pitch black. Then he passed out on the spot, his breathing and heartbeat speeded up, and he went out. Sweaty, trembling, recovered quickly after getting out of the dark environment..."

Zhuang Fangyi nodded: "You are not bad, you have already learned to diagnose others."

Zhuang Wenyao quickly waved his hand: "No! I don't know anything, isn't this just learning..."

"Have you been to the hospital for an examination before?"

"This... I don't know."

"How's your normal physique?"

Zhuang Wenyao thought: "It's pretty good... There is no problem in doing strenuous exercise, and it has a strong ability to resist cold, but it is afraid of heat and sweats easily."

"Is there a history of major trauma?"

Zhuang Wenyao: "I don't know..." But he guessed there should be, and it happened during the years when they were separated.After all, Lu Zhiheng was not afraid of the dark when he was a child, the two of them played hide and seek in the dark basement.

Zhuang Fangyi said: "Although the possibility of psychological disorders is relatively high, it is still recommended to go to the hospital for an examination to rule out organic diseases. According to what you said, he had symptoms of panic attacks, which should have no small impact on normal life. It is recommended to see a psychiatrist as soon as possible."

"Oh..." Zhuang Wenyao asked, "Then what might have caused his symptoms? I remember that he was not afraid of the dark before..."

"If it is a mental illness, it may be related to traumatic stressful events experienced in life, such as domestic violence, parental death, car accidents, natural disasters, etc."

Zhuang Wenyao's heart sank heavily: What have you experienced in the past few years since you left?

"If you go to see a psychiatrist, what kind of treatment will you usually take? How effective is it? Can you eliminate this fear?"

Zhuang Fangyi thought about it for a while, and replied: "At present, the most effective treatment is behavioral therapy, including systematic desensitization and shock therapy. In addition, psychological comfort and support, and antidepressant drugs are also effective."

"Uh..." are all technical terms, Zhuang Wenyao's brain is a bit stuck, "How about explaining it in a layman's terms?"

Zhuang Fangyi took a breath: "Books are a good thing."

"Okay!" Zhuang Wenyao lowered his head awkwardly, "I'm reading, you're busy!"

Zhuang Fangyi returned to his seat, operated the computer a few times, pondered for a while, and said, "I'm not a specialist in psychology, so I can't give any professional advice. But if it's a psychological disorder, the patient's own self-regulation can help the recovery of the disease. It is very important. Having a correct attitude, facing your own psychological barriers, and making up your mind to solve the problem is already half the battle."

Zhuang Wenyao nodded: "I learned it! Thank you, Dad~"