Crazy Psychologist Chapter 619

After returning to the outpatient room, Mu Chun's original running plan was adjusted to 4:30 in the afternoon.

Wash your hands, put on a white coat, turn on the coffee machine, and turn on the computer.

A set of movements is smooth and flowing, full of vigor.

After the Waking of Insects, everything came back to life, and the outpatient clinic of the physical and mental department, where most of the light was blocked by the new building, was much brighter than it was in February.

Mu Chun took out a black notebook from the locked bookshelf drawer and put it on the desktop.

I took a look at the registration system, but there was not a single patient.

'Fifty outpatients a day? 'Ding Jiajun's ridicule made Mu Chun feel troubled again.

A group of bats flies gracefully on ballet shoes.

Accompanied by the music of "Swan Lake".

That's okay, Fu Sheng had some free time, and Mu Chun re-examined the crisis intervention system construction plan submitted to the "Mental Health Annual Meeting".

This plan was completed by Mu Chun and Zhang Wenwen. After the first draft, Mu Chun revised it three times.

Every time he re-reads this plan, Mu Chun will feel a sense of loss that he still hasn't done his best.

He likes planned work, which can avoid inefficiency and repetition, but in this plan, Mu Chun feels that checking a hundred times is not considered repetitive work.

This should be taken as seriously as a suicide signal.

Many people who seek help with suicide signals are not taken seriously, resulting in recurring suicides that could have been prevented.

Especially the negligence of family members and the neglect of those around them.

Of course, no deity has ever written down a teaching that must take seriously those who are around them and call for help.

These signals include: planning suicide, buying tools, and telling others about your suicidal intentions.

Mu Chun realized that, not to mention that ordinary people cannot recognize suicide signals, even people who have received professional training may not be able to recognize and successfully identify the risk factors of suicide. These risk factors include:

(1) Sudden crisis event (real or perceived loss).

Ding Jiajun's risk factor at the beginning was Chen Anni's death. This incident was a real loss to Ding Jiajun. The grief caused by this loss is painful and difficult to heal in a short time.

At this time, Ding Jiajun was in the center of sadness, which was equivalent to being in the center of a black hole.

The grief of this sense of loss is like a black hole, which has the power to devour everything.

It makes people fall into powerlessness, but it keeps getting stronger, making it impossible for people to escape.

(2) Self-blame or other loss-related emotional states (abandonment, anger).

There are many kinds of abandonment, one is the real state of abandonment, such as the breakup between men and women for various reasons.

Another kind of potential abandonment or spiritual abandonment, for example, parents are alive, but they cannot make their children feel loved, and even make their children have a strong sense of being abandoned. This kind of loss brings long-term sadness, low self-esteem and even Poor social skills.

There is also anger in it.

This kind of anger is hidden, hidden in a sense of inferiority and helplessness, and it is usually easier to turn into a disgust for the existence of one's own life itself.

It is conceivable how a person who is always rejected by his surroundings and feels rejected by his parents can proudly believe that his existence is valuable.

Even if that person originally had such self-confidence, they will be forcibly modified by the surroundings to have no self-esteem.

People who lose self-esteem can easily walk into the quagmire of death.

The abyss is not formed in a day, just like freezing three feet is not made in a day.

And falling into the abyss sometimes really only takes one step.

Deng Lin's anger was directed at herself. She struggled, worked hard, and even shouted. Finally, she slashed the knife across her wrist angrily.

At least some of these people were lucky, but Ding Xiaoyun and the other boys from Yuanbei never came back.

Adolescent suicide is very different from adult suicide. For example, most people have experienced some loss, failure and depression. Most people can develop the necessary resilience to protect themselves during these events. These abilities develop over time, both within oneself and with those around you (family, teachers, and peers). But not everyone develops this ability. Teenagers have a stronger need to seek self-worth from others. When they accumulate low self-esteem due to isolation or lack of affirmation, they will in turn rely more and more on relationships with others, eager to gain self-esteem in relationships with others feelings, their self-worth levels plummet when they are unsatisfied or the relationship fails.

The simplest example is that some students who seem to be excellent in character and learning suddenly jump off the building, and the people around them don't know what's going on. criticized him), which directly led to irreversible extreme events.

Impulsive, reckless behavior, self-defeating, or self-injury are all patterns of behavior that point to suicidal intent.

Although the years are quiet and good, some people are burdened and unable to move forward.

Life is sometimes very fragile and vulnerable.

Thinking of this, Mu Chun plans to write a suicide warning signal assessment and a suicide intervention manual that ordinary people can understand.

He was writing quickly in his notebook, and Zhang Mei sat on the chair opposite him for two minutes, but he didn't notice.

"Mu Chun!" Zhang Mei didn't have the patience to continue wasting time, although she came to Huayuan Bridge Community Health Center today to thank Mu Chun.

"Ah?" Mu Chun was obviously taken aback, trembling like a rabbit.

"You are also a little famous doctor, can you stop being so difficult to get into the elegant hall?"

Zhang Mei frowned, with exquisite makeup, exquisite clothing, and exquisite sarcasm.

Mu Chun nodded together, "Lawyer Zhang said, I don't know if Zhang's visit today brings any good news?"

"Good news? What do you think?"

Zhang Mei stood up, walked to the coffee machine, and put down a cup.

Mu Chun was also puzzled, her high heels made such a loud sound, why didn't he notice that she came to the office just now?

The sound of the high heels should be heard clearly as soon as they stepped into the corridor on the fifth floor.

Zhang Mei turned around and walked back to the seat, took a sip of coffee and said, "Is there any milk?"

"You want milk?" Mu Chun stood up and opened the refrigerator. There were indeed two 200ml small bottles of milk in the refrigerator.

'I guess Chu Sisi bought it? Since Dr. Chu bought the milk, it is natural that he should respect Lawyer Zhang Mei. '

Mu Chun took the milk out of the refrigerator and handed it to Zhang Mei.

"Last time you said that the Department of Psychology needs to add something, what do you want to add this time?"

"Eh?"

Zhang Mei was suddenly so generous, Mu Chun felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't pretend, I don't know you yet? Tell me, what do you want to add? Is it for treating patients or improving the quality of Dr. Mu Chun's working environment?"

After Zhang Mei finished speaking, she looked around the outpatient room. At a glance, everything seemed to be bought by her, so she couldn't help but laugh.

"This is a bit like the configuration of a private clinic." Zhang Mei looked at Mu Chun and smiled, "I saw that there are some studios outside who claim to be healers, and the business is also very good, and they also specialize in some wealthy people. Treatment, does Dr. Mu Chun understand?"

Mu Chun seems to have heard the word healer a few times recently, but he really doesn't understand it at all.

Mu Chun told the truth - I don't really understand.

Zhang Mei asked Mu Chun again if he considered opening a private clinic himself, which might be better for protecting patients' privacy.

"I don't have this plan for the time being. There are many patients in the hospital who need treatment."

"A lot of patients?" Zhang Mei smiled kindly.

"Yes, there are a lot of patients. Considering that a course of treatment in the physical and mental department may require many visits to the hospital, there are really many more patients than last year in terms of the number of visits."

Mu Chun thought that there was nothing wrong with her statement.

Zhang Mei also agreed, and after chatting about something, Mu Chun finally said: "Lawyer Zhang, you are here today to see the Department of Psychology, do you need anything else?"

"This is one of the goals. There are indeed several other things related to Dr. Mu Chun. One thing is that you, Lawyer Chen and Pan Xiaoqing left suddenly at the charity reception. Where did you go?"

"This matter, this involves privacy, and it is not convenient for me to answer."

Zhang Mei also expected that Mu Chun would not answer her question well, and she wanted to thank Mu Chun this time. No matter what weird method he used, in short, after disappearing with Mu Chun for more than an hour that day, Chen Weiwei seemed to be a different person. It should be said that he had changed back to his former self. He was even more cheerful than before, and the business of the law firm was back on track.

Zhang Mei is a smart person, she knows some things, don't say too clearly, as long as everyone understands what's going on, that's fine.

She also knew that Mu Chun was the only one who could change Chen Weiwei in such a short period of time.

"Okay, privacy protection should be respected, so let's talk, what do you want to buy?"

"A drum set."

Before Zhang Mei could finish speaking, Mu Chun made the request.

"You are really welcome." Zhang Mei smiled happily, and the white pearl earrings looked lively and bright in this smile.

Zhang Mei seems to be in a really good mood today.

"Drums? Jazz drums?"

Zhang Mei didn't know much about this instrument either.

"That's it."

Mu Chun seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and took out a piece of paper from the drawer, with several sets of drum patterns on it.

"Is this painted?" Zhang Mei looked at the well-painted "Product Introduction Picture" in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "Did you draw it?"

Mu Chun nodded casually, "It's just drawing casually."

This is not just drawing casually, this hand-painting ability is not a little bit.

Zhang Mei thought to himself, is it true that the real person does not show his face? Although this Mu Chun is not serious, this painting is indeed remarkable, as if he came from a major.

"Did you learn to draw when you were a child?" Zhang Mei's curiosity became more and more intense.

"We are medical students. Sometimes we can't remember things. It's much easier to draw. Would you like to see other things I drew, such as the heart, liver, gallbladder, spleen, kidney, and bladder? By the way, I The most proud ones are women's..."

"enough!"

Zhang Mei reached out to stop Mu Chun, "Stop talking."

Finally, he changed his attitude towards this doctor a little bit, but unexpectedly, he immediately returned to his original shape, and it was outrageous when he said it.

When Zhang Mei turned his gaze from the drawing paper to Mu Chun, he found that Mu Chun was no longer in his seat.

"Mu Chun?" Zhang Mei called subconsciously.

She glanced at the door behind her, but she didn't notice Mu Chun walking out from behind.

"Found it!" At this moment, Mu Chun happily held up a dozen drawings with organs in front of Zhang Mei's eyes.

"I don't watch." Zhang Mei was a little angry.

"Oh, what I want to show you are eyes."

"Eye?"

Mu Chun said happily: "I am best at drawing eyes and the micro-expressions of characters. Do you want to know about it? It is very useful for a harmonious relationship between husband and wife. Actually, I think I will sort out these drawing drafts a little bit, and then What do you think about choosing a more emotional title, such as "From the Husband's Expression into His Inner World"? Some people should be willing to buy this kind of hand-drawn atlas."

"Are you asking me?" Zhang Mei asked.

"Of course, I also want to ask Chu Sisi, you said that if these pictures are edited properly and added with words, can they become a love bible of "Let Boyfriend Become a Transparent Person"?"

"I have no idea."

Seeing Mu Chun getting more and more excited as he talked, Zhang Mei became somewhat interested in the blueprint in his hand.

"That's right, you're a lawyer, don't you want to judge whether the person you're talking to is lying by facial micro-expressions?" Mu Chun smiled maliciously, and raised her eyebrows at Zhang Mei.

"You are enough Mu Chun, how much is this set of drums?"

"No, it's really good for you to understand. I have a lot of research on these expressions."

Zhang Mei reluctantly took the blueprint Mu Chun handed her, and reluctantly flipped through it.

This time, Zhang Mei's eyes were firmly attracted.

The expressions of these characters are exquisite and delicate from the whole to partial close-ups ~www.mtlnovel.com~ It is almost like a camera.

"How did you do it?" Zhang Mei's voice trembled.

"I just draw casually. If I can get published and turn into money, I can spend the money in more meaningful places."

"What meaningful place do you want to spend so much money? You are a doctor, do you have a family, what do you need so much money for?"

Mu Chun nodded politely, then seriously agreed with Zhang Mei's point of view, and then said: "Lawyer Zhang, there are many patients who need help. How much can I do in a physical and mental department? Money is of course a good thing." , if you really want to help more people, don't you?”

Faced with Mu Chun's sudden seriousness, Zhang Mei felt his eyes burn for a while.

Soon tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhang Mei thought to himself, "What's the matter? Why is this Mu Chun suddenly like a different person? Forget it, it's better to be the unscrupulous Mu Chun before. He looks so serious and full of sympathy. It's unbearable."

Chapter end

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