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"Since the company went bankrupt, my wife divorced me, and the child was awarded to her by the court. I feel that my life is a mess, I suffer from insomnia every day, and sleeping pills are useless. As long as I close my eyes, it will be the company's shitty things, and Endless quarrels at home."

On the sofa, a middle-aged man in a cheap suit covered his face and wept bitterly, telling about his painful and anxious past, but his distressed appearance was different from the comfortable and exquisitely decorated office.

Xi Feng sat opposite, with a gentle smile on his face, never showing any impatience or anxiety, he made a pot of jasmine tea gracefully, and poured a cup for the person opposite, with a deep and pleasant voice, as if redeeming: "it's not your fault."

The middle-aged man seemed to be bewitched, his eyes brightened slightly.

Xi Feng smiled and said, "Did you know that he lied to you when you made friends?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed at himself: "If you knew he was a liar, how could you believe him?" He used to be a successful entrepreneur with a successful career and a happy marriage, but all of this ended last month. It turned out to be a liar, who took away all the funds of his company and ran away, including his wife.

Xi Feng agreed: "We are not prophets, we don't know the direction of things in advance, people's hearts are unpredictable, he can lie to you for three years, it shows that he came prepared, otherwise you will not let your guard down."

The anxiety on the middle-aged man's face faded a lot, and he slowly grabbed the life-saving ladder handed down by the psychiatrist.Since the business failed, there have been accusations all around, but no one has ever told him that it was not his fault.

The friend who is sincere and cheerful on the outside is a cannibal liar in private, and it's not his fault that he didn't realize it.

Xi Feng is only 26 years old and holds a doctorate in psychology.After returning to China, he worked as a psychiatrist in a private clinic.The profession of a psychiatrist sometimes touches more bloody things than TV dramas. Here you can hear the stories of all kinds of people. They are suffering, anxious, numb, and even desperate. people to provide a little assistance.

When three hours were up, Xi Feng glanced at his watch and asked considerately, "Do you need another rest?"

The middle-aged man stood up awkwardly, and said gratefully: "No, thank you, Dr. Xi, I'm much better."

Xi Feng stood up and shook hands with him, smiling as always: "Don't worry too much, everything will pass, and those who can't bear the past will not go far, you will definitely succeed again, on the contrary, those liars will also pay what they deserve The price is only a matter of time."

The middle-aged man thanked him repeatedly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist. He had always rejected seeing a psychiatrist, because of the Chinese people's concept, to see a psychiatrist is to admit that he has mental problems, but he really couldn't bear the depression in his heart, so he came here just because of the reputation.

Li Churan, Xi Feng's assistant, walked in and led the middle-aged man out with a smile on his face. After a few minutes, he turned back and tidied up the tea cups on the coffee table. Seeing Xi Feng standing by the window looking at the scenery, he said, "Doctor Xi, are you really good?" Great, I see that every patient is full of worries when they come in, but when they go out, they seem to regard this place as their home."

Xi Feng has only been working here for a year, and he is a partner with Li Churan. He took out a cigarette, bowed his head and lit the fire, his facial features were distorted, and he said indifferently: "Many people don't need the medicine prescribed by the doctor, but just a person who listens. They Just a life-saving straw."

Li Churan nodded in agreement: "Yes, but listening also requires skills, Dr. Xi said, right?" She made no secret of her appreciation. A man is not only capable, but also handsome and has a good personality. He is simply a high-quality stock.

Xi Feng smiled lightly, dusted off the cigarette ash in his hands, and raised his eyelashes slightly: "You can listen to anyone, but when a psychologist listens, he must be rational and not mixed with personal emotions. The client has lost rational thinking. We Let alone lead them in the wrong direction."

"But I think you are too rational. Is there nothing that will touch your feelings? I can't help it." Li Churan asked honestly. She has been complained before and knows how difficult it is to be rational.

Xi Feng asked back: "Do you think your emotions are more important than the patients? If you have time to worry about them, you might as well do your job well and hand them a life-saving ladder. The reason why people are more mature than animals is because they are more mature than animals." Because they know how to regulate their emotions."

"I will continue to work hard." Li Churan was ashamed. Although Dr. Xi was excellent, he was too good at seeing people's hearts. Sometimes he would rather be his patient than work with him.

What makes people more mature than animals is because they know how to control their emotions. Isn't this really a curse?

Xi Feng didn't say anything, he raised his hand and looked at the time: "Is there any appointment in the afternoon?"

"Not today." Li Churan shook his head. Although the job of a psychologist is stressful, the income and treatment are good. If you don't have an appointment, you don't have to come here. As long as you do your job well, the dean will not have any objections.In recent years, the industry of psychiatrists has been getting better and better. Many people choose to make appointments online. Otherwise, no one will work overtime on weekends.

Xi Feng nodded slightly, picked up his coat: "Then I'll go first, call me if you need something."

Xi Feng walked out, raised his head and straightened his cuffs. He thought for a while, then dialed a phone, and a lively young voice came from inside: "Brother, when are you coming? I'm at the airport."

Xi Cong waited at the airport for half an hour but did not wait for his brother to come. He was just about to call when the phone rang. He dragged his suitcase and was tired from standing.

Xi Feng pressed the car key in his hand, found the car accurately, put on the earphones and replied: "Just now there is a temporary patient, please sit for a while, I will go over now, don't run around."

"Oh." Xi Cong replied at the other end, and when he was tired from squatting, he simply sat by the flower bed and counted the grass, without any image at all.

When Xi Feng arrived at the airport, he saw the silly boy by the flower bed at a glance. Although the traces of eating and sleeping in the open were a bit heavier, but if you looked closely, you could still see that it was a handsome boy.He stopped the car and grabbed the man by the collar: "Can you be any more stupid?"

Xi Cong gave him a big smile: "Brother, let me tell you, this time we went to the Tomb of the Western Xia King, hey, my legs were broken."

Xi Cong is a sophomore student in the Department of Archeology, and he would go out in various ways during the holidays, so every time Xi Feng came to pick up someone, he would be surprised that his younger brother had turned into another level of disgrace.

"Are you having fun?" Xi Feng asked as he started the car.

Xi Cong stared: "Brother, I'm here for research, not for fun." He lay on the passenger seat like an old man, and stretched his waist, "The culture of the Central Plains has a long history, and sometimes the culture and history of those ethnic minorities It's even more addicting, but it's a pity that there are many fragments."

Xi Feng was noncommittal: "Then find a way to dig it out. Apart from the precious historical relics themselves, there is also the cultural heritage behind them. You should also visit museums more often."

There is too much age difference between the two. When he was studying abroad, his younger brother was still a kid. When he started working, the kid was still studying, and his parents hadn't seen each other all year round. He thought he had a son.It's just that for a clean freak, every time he sees his disgraced younger brother, he has the urge to throw him into the river for a few splashes.

"Okay, I'm so tired when I go back to sleep for a few days," Xi Cong said.

Xi Feng frowned slightly, looking at his younger brother with pale eyes, before he could say anything, the phone in his pocket rang.He glanced at his brother, who immediately helped him put the headphones on.

"Baicheng, what's the matter?"

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Xi Cong hugged the blanket and began to catch up on sleep.Xi Feng was listening carefully to the person opposite, occasionally replying with a sentence or two.

"That's it, my aunt's cousin is suffering from depression. It wasn't that serious before, but this time it suddenly got worse because of some things. I want to show you someone." Bai Cheng frowned. Looking at the boy in the ward.

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