It's about to collapse

This chat went on three or four more times.

Before the start of the fifth treatment session, Ling Ke sent the electronic medical records to her supervisor and asked him for advice.

"You are doing well," the instructor's voice came from the other end of the phone, seemingly puzzled, "but why do you spend so much time hiding your purpose of treatment before each treatment?"

"Ah?" Ling Ke didn't understand what the teacher meant, and asked, "You didn't teach it. It's better to avoid letting the patient know your purpose of treating him, so as not to make the patient rebound emotionally or have the intention of resisting? Could it be? Am I wrong?"

"Oh, I didn't mean that, of course it's true." The instructor laughed and said, "I probably forgot to tell you, Lingling, this kid came to the door by himself."

"Ah?" Ling Ke continued to be confused, "I came here by myself... What do you mean?"

"It means that this child was not forced by her parents," the instructor said, "She wanted to cure her autism and asked her parents to bring her here. Her parents were a little... nervous, and they couldn't tell. I am willing to send the child here. But Wei Shu cannot be persuaded, her mother strongly demanded to find a female doctor, so I entrusted it to you."

Ling Ke fell into silence, and the instructor finally said: "So you can be more direct, her willingness to treat is very strong."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Ke was still a little dazed.Wei Shu's parents took the initiative to provide her with a lot of information about Wei Shu. From their words and actions, it can be seen that they love this child very much.So Ling Ke ruled out family reasons at the very beginning, and focused on finding the root cause of autism from the children's school contacts.

But now it seems that the problem is not so simple.

The instructor said that Wei Shu's parents were "too nervous" and "unwilling" to send Wei Shu for treatment, and "strongly demanded" to find a female doctor, which is something wrong.

So in the next few sessions of treatment, Ling Ke gradually learned the cause of Wei Shu's character from some actions.It is caused by overprotective parents.

Wei Shu is an only child, and she has been good-looking since she was a child.Before entering elementary school, I was almost stolen twice. Since then, my parents have been very strict with me.

You can't eat indiscriminately, you can't run around, these are trivial matters.Later, she would be asked repeatedly even if she said a few words to her classmates, read the love letters in her backpack, peeked at her diary, and restricted her circle of friends.

Over time, Wei Shu stopped communicating with others, and he stopped communicating with himself.Afraid of endless questioning and intensified concern, she began to hug herself tightly, and developed a strong rejection reaction once someone approached.

She was afraid of herself like this, afraid of hurting others, so she chose to be silent and autistic.

Her parents were not afraid of the child's recovery. They also knew that their desire for control might have harmed the child, so they actively provided information and illness.They are just afraid that the child will be hurt by the doctor during the treatment.

Too much love becomes a burden, and this is what this script wants to write most.

Xin Yi unconsciously grabbed the armrest of the sofa, his back was stiff, and he had maintained this straight posture for a long time.

His heart contracted slightly, and his whole body felt empty and numb.He knew it was a distressing feeling, and after being with Hibiscus, this emotion often appeared.

He remembered the first time he saw Hibiscus.

At that time, Mu Jin was just in his first year of freshman year, and his heavy exams were divided into two campuses. The campus for the lower grades was diagonally opposite Xinyi School.Because Xin Yi had a smile on his face and a good temper, he was ordered by the instructor to sit in front of the welcome team as a signboard.You can do nothing, but you can't walk.

He is not good at communicating with people, and there is nothing wrong with him, so he just sat like this for a whole day.

Then on that sunny afternoon, in a drowsy space, I saw hibiscus.

Mu Jin is a very happy child in the eyes of others.His send-off team was not the biggest, but it was the most eye-catching.A tall and handsome father, a gentle and beautiful mother, and an expensive car.

He probably felt that the outfit was too conspicuous, so he whispered something to his parents.Xin Yi guessed that he wanted to keep a low profile and report by himself, but his parents obviously disagreed. His mother put her arms around his waist, coaxing him, and at the same time embraced him towards the school gate in a less gentle and forceful manner than on the face.And when his father came to receive someone, his first reaction was to stand in front of him.

This overprotective posture is too eye-catching. The girl sitting next to Xin Yi who has nothing to do is staring at Mu Jin's eye-catching appearance and commits a nympho. At this moment, she sighs: "What a young master who is loved by thousands of people!"

Only Xin Yi saw the exhaustion and resistance in the young master's eyes.

He didn't know what was going on with him, he always sat by the flower bed facing the school gate every Friday afternoon, watching the young master being picked up.Then, at the old position every Sunday afternoon, I watched the young master being sent back.

The young master became more and more silent.

Xin Yi spent more and more time sitting by the flower bed.In addition to Friday and Sunday, slowly added Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday.Unshakable.

Then one Saturday afternoon, when Xin Yi was in a daze on stage, it started to rain lightly.

The raindrops were small but dense.After a while, it drenched him completely.Many female students came and went to inquire, but did not get any response from him.The edge of the flower bed under him is full of colorful umbrellas.

But he was still in the rain.His eyes were hazy, and he thought he had a fever.

If it wasn't burning, how could you see the figure of the young master running over?

The young master ran closer, then farther away.When Xin Yi stood up and wanted to chase, he realized that it was not an illusion.Something on his leg fell to the ground the moment he stood up, making a muffled sound.

Looking down, it is a small umbrella with a white background, which is covered with green vines all over the mountains and plains.

The vines covered layer upon layer, stretched all the way to his heart, and bloomed a small flower that was generously watered by the rain.