Crazy Psychologist Chapter 7

There were no patients during the day, so Mu Chun learned about the development history of the physical and mental department in this era, and was surprised to find that there is no psychology, no behavior therapy, and cognitive therapy and psychotherapy cannot be searched on the Internet as keywords.

Depression, bipolar disorder, panic attack, anxiety disorder, body perception disorder, etc., these vivid words in Mu Chun's mind were unexpectedly not found on the Internet.

Mu Chun didn't know why he knew these words. In his investigation, none of the diseases he was familiar with had corresponding names, and the only things he could find were physical and mental illnesses or mental illnesses.

Diseases that cannot be diagnosed with clinical medicine are called psychosomatic syndromes or mental illnesses in this era.

In folk and literary works, this kind of illness is more described as a neurosis, something wrong with the brain, or bewitched by evil spirits.

In the academic field, the inquiry into psychosomatic diseases only reached the period of Freud and his psychoanalysis.

Behaviorism has not been mentioned in any literature. In short, apart from psychoanalysis, psychology here is still in a blank stage.

I am afraid that even Jung has not yet appeared. The analysis of dreams and the influence of childhood shadows on the later growth of individuals are regarded as the standard by psychosomatic doctors, and there are only a handful of doctors who can use part of past experience analysis and talk therapy in outpatient clinics.

Chu Xiaofeng is a leader in this field. He established a non-governmental organization called [Association of Physical and Physical Therapists], advocating that physical and mental treatment other than medical diagnosis should be widely valued and included as part of medical insurance.

The president of this association is Chu Xiaofeng, and the vice president is Mu Chun.

"So that's how it is."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Mei asked angrily.

"Did you go to the fifth floor just now? Didn't you take the elevator?"

Zhang Mei raised her chin in disdain, "Joke, there is a piece of A4-sized paper pasted next to the elevator in the outpatient hall. Black Arrow."

"Sure enough, Chu Sisi has gained weight recently."

What? My daughter is fat, so what's the matter, how can she be fat at such an age, no extra weight is allowed, Chu Sisi is going to marry into a wealthy family.

"That paper, I have told them many times, it should be written that the elevator only goes to the fourth floor."

Zhang Mei was quiet for half a minute, then sighed.

"That's right, the doctor's logic is really poor, not to mention that most of these things are handled by nurses or administrative staff. The elevator only goes to the fourth floor and the elevator does not reach the fifth floor. It seems that it is almost a logical trap."

Mu Chun showed adoring eyes. "As expected of a lawyer. The analysis is too thorough, it hits the nail on the head."

"Don't flatter me here, there is an empty space over there, it's just right to put a treadmill."

Zhang Mei looked at the corner of the wall, where there was a floor-standing flower pot with a diameter of 40 cm. In the flower pot, there were vigorous growing pothos, green leaves, and a black flower pot, which was placed in the corner very inconspicuously.

On weekdays, neither water nor insects are removed, and the branches and leaves are still blooming, full of vitality.

The newly grown leaves have the same idea of building a wall like a creeper, and it is not ugly to climb up.

Zhang Mei quickly shook his index finger, and the man behind him bowed his ears.

"leave me alone."

"Yes, Lawyer Zhang."

"Buy a treadmill, and ask for the best one. It will be delivered within two hours, and someone will adjust it to make sure it can be used immediately. You can go to the rowing machine again. If you don't know how to choose, go to the affairs department to ask someone for help. The affairs department My colleagues are very knowledgeable about fitness."

The man took out his notebook and wrote it down. It was uncomfortable to write while standing, but he seemed to be able to remember it easily. The picture was somewhat similar to the deacon in the anime.

With a sickly face, pale and colorless skin, and empty eyes, hiding behind dark blue metal-rimmed glasses, his thin body stood in a vertical line.

"take note of it?"

"Yes, Lawyer Zhang."

"It's good to use a notebook, but it's best to use your brain."

Zhang Mei stood up, her very stiletto shoes making the sound of a marimba.

It's not unpleasant or harsh, but I'm worried that the plastic floor covering can't stand this kind of music, and it will make holes.

"Ah, I have money."

"Why are you rich?" Zhang Mei asked curiously.

"Wait a minute, and a patient came up immediately. The pre-diagnosis desk said he was a fat man, and he weighed 250 pounds. The nurses at the pre-diagnosis desk were getting worse and worse. How could it be possible for a 250-pound person? I only saw it in the video. Yes, have you seen it?

You two sit here for a few more minutes and wait for the patients to come and line up. It seems that there are a lot of outpatients here. "

Mu Chun stared at the computer screen, blue light flickered on his face.

Zhang Mei's stomach pulled out once, and then again.

"I'm sick." Zhang Mei walked out of the outpatient room quickly, "Take care of your business quickly, useless newcomer."

"Yes, I understand Lawyer Zhang."

He wanted to leave the office quickly, but his shoes couldn't walk fast, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Mu Chun's voice didn't know how to restrain himself.

Zhang Mei really wanted to build a new elevator for these five floors.

"I don't know how a person who weighs 250 pounds can walk up to the fifth floor. He won't be paralyzed when he reaches the second floor. That's terrible. Who can move him. I really want to see him, it's so strange."

"Let's go to the fourth floor and take the elevator."

What kind of broken place, what kind of patients, poor and chaotic, not even an elevator, Sisi is such a stupid girl, she was spoiled since she was a child, give her whatever she wants, they say that daughters need to be rich, but they are raised instead With such a great doctrine, I really wish to cut off her pocket money, but this will greatly affect her quality of life, and she cannot afford expensive skin care products or cheap ready-made clothes...

No no no, absolutely not. Zhang Mei pursed her lips and walked faster and faster. I can't imagine those cheap ready-made clothes, which are not tailored according to the proportion of the individual body, are produced in a unified manner in the factory, and the materials are cheap. Wouldn't it be a waste of Sisi's good figure to wear them on Sisi's body?

What a worrying daughter, the only good news is this Mu Chun, who used to be serious, with a scholarly air all over her body. She had a two-week rest from the last illness, but now her personality is different from before. , It seems that he is greedy for petty gain.

This is a good thing, just satisfy his requirements, coffee machine, treadmill, as long as Mu Chun doesn't have any unreasonable thoughts about Sisi, in time, her daughter has suffered a lot in this crappy place, and she can't live independently, so naturally He changed his mind and went back with her.

What kind of psychosomatic doctor, inexplicable. Treating people is not what a young lady of her worth should do.

Working in a law firm for two years, gaining some qualifications, and then finding a young man of the right family to travel around the world and fall in love, this is the life Chu Sisi should have.

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