Maybe I can't have a normal youth

Chapter 765
According to the time agreed with the doctor, Zhao Bai'an went out half an hour early, took an Uber, and went straight to the address set in the phone.

The journey was smooth without any traffic jams, and she arrived at the psychological clinic on time.

This is an American-style sun house with a garden, which is an independent house.The outside looks very beautiful, the courtyard of the house is very large, and there are no other houses around it for a certain distance, and beside the courtyard, you can see the signboard hung by the doctor, David's Psychological Clinic.

When Zhao Bai'an saw this sign, she felt a little strange, because besides English, she saw traditional Chinese characters on it.During the time she came to the United States, under normal circumstances, no one can use the combination of Chinese and English.

But she didn't think much about it, after all, she made an appointment after reading the information on her mobile phone. She believed that the medical skills of this clinic were still very good, so she walked into the yard with firm steps.

She walked to the door of the room and reached out and pressed the button next to the door.

"jingle--!"

Soon afterward, a voice of inquiry came out: "Hello, who is visiting and which doctor is visiting?"

Zhao Bai'an hurriedly answered his name and the doctor who made an appointment outside the door.

The door was opened instantly, and a young woman in nurse's attire warmly welcomed Zhao Bai'an in.

"Hello, please come in, please come in!" Hearing the greeting in Chinese and seeing the whole picture of the people inside, Zhao Bai'an discovered at this time that there were actually Chinese people in this counseling room.

She suddenly had a feeling of encountering an old friend in a foreign country, and a flash of surprise flashed in her heart, and then she quickened her pace and followed the service staff dressed in nurses to the doctor's office.

But what surprised her even more was that the psychiatrist she made an appointment with was also a Chinese.

For some reason, her trust in the clinic suddenly increased a lot, and she was more calm than before.

The psychiatrist didn't have any more emotions when he saw Zhao Bai'an. He took care of several patients every day. In fact, there were Chinese and Americans, so he was used to it. He just greeted him routinely and said hello.

Then he stretched out his right hand and made an international standard handshake gesture.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Baian quickly stretched out her hand and took the doctor's hand to respond to him. At the same time, she also reported her name: "Hello doctor, my name is Zhao Baian!"

The two got to know each other like this. After that, Dr. David took Zhao Bai'an to a very quiet room and invited her to sit on the sofa.

The doctor also sat down on the opposite side of the sofa, facing Zhao Bai'an head-on, looking at her at the same level, looking very peaceful.

They had some casual chats first, and then the doctor asked Zhao Bai'an about some basic conditions.

Zhao Bai'an told the psychiatrist about all the weird things he often dreamed about, but the doctor didn't over-extend it, but just asked about Zhao Bai'an's current mood and whether there was any anxiety in his heart.

Unknowingly, an hour passed in the conversation, and then the doctor got up and sat back at his desk, typing something on the computer.

Zhao Bai'an didn't know what the other party was doing, and she didn't ask any more questions, just waiting quietly.

After a while, the doctor looked up Zhao Bai'an again and said, "I just made an electronic file for you based on what you said. When you come back in the future, just give your name."

Zhao Bai'an nodded, and the doctor took out two pieces of paper and handed them to her.

Zhao Bai'an didn't take it, because she didn't understand the meaning, so she looked up at the doctor.

The doctor told me Zhao Bai'an at this time: "Use your left hand and your right hand respectively to draw two circles."

Although Zhao Bai'an didn't understand what it meant, but she believed in the doctor, so she didn't ask further.

She put her two hands on different pieces of paper and was about to start drawing circles, but the doctor suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute!"

Zhao Bai'an looked up suspiciously, and at this moment the doctor handed her something similar to 3D glasses.

Zhao Bai'an was still the same as before, he took it without asking, and put it on his eyes.

At this time, the doctor shouted from the side: "OK, you can draw."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Bai'an was about to start drawing, but suddenly the 3D glasses on her eyes played a dream scene that she had just described to the doctor.

Zhao Bai'an felt nervous for a while, and the two pens fell to the ground at the same time.

"Pa-ta-!"

Zhao Bai'an was startled, and subconsciously wanted to lower his head to pick up the dropped pen.

But because it was inconvenient to wear glasses, she accidentally knocked her head on the table while tugging.

Then she tried to dodge the impact, but her foot got stuck on the chair again, and she fell hard to the ground.

The whole process was full of embarrassments, Zhao Bai'an, don't be knocked down, at the same time, she also reacted, and quickly took off her glasses.

After taking it off, she subconsciously apologized to the psychiatrist in front of her: "I'm sorry, it was me just now..."

Before she finished speaking, the doctor interrupted her: "It's okay, these glasses have a certain psychological suggestion function, and will reflect some of your subconscious conditions."

"What happened when each of you came to try, I will record it in the file."

"The purpose of my doing this is to let you reveal the truest inner activities without knowing it, so that I can judge whether your condition is serious or not."

The doctor looked at Zhao Bai'an, and further comforted him in a soft voice: "You are not the first one. In fact, there are people who behaved more violently than you. The last time was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old American boy. He often dreamed A murderer will come in."

"He even kicked my desk over when I put on the glasses for the first time."

Zhao Bai'an suddenly realized after listening to it, and he relaxed a lot.

Perhaps it was because of the doctor's humorous expression, or perhaps the familiar and uninterrupted language, that made her feel closer to the doctor in front of her.

But then the doctor changed his style and said: "Miss Zhao, based on your performance just now, I think your condition seems to be a little serious."

Zhao Bai'an's thoughts that had just been let go became tense again, and he blurted out: "Doctor, what should I do?"

The doctor immediately comforted: "Miss Zhao, don't worry, your situation is not the most serious. I suggest you do hypnotherapy for a period of time first, and then cooperate with physical decompression therapy."

"According to your statement just now, and your appearance, I preliminarily judge that you are too far away from home, and you miss your relatives, classmates and friends too much, and you have a kind of anxiety."

"To put it simply, it is what people often say, what you think about during the day, you will dream about what you have at night. In this situation, you must first express the depression in your heart."

(End of this chapter)