Being watched by Prince Erha

Diagnosis Mr. Zhang

Li Xiangyang didn't speak when Boss Zhang checked the medical records, but just watched Boss Zhang flip through his wife's medical records.

"Let me explain. Moderate depression, social phobia." Li Xiangyang sighed. He is used to tracking the whereabouts of every patient, so he also knew that Boss Zhang's wife jumped off the building.

Boss Zhang's fingers tightly held the information. He didn't believe this information he didn't know. His wife suffered from depression and social anxiety?how can that be possible?

"You also think it's impossible?" Li Xiangyang seemed to see through Boss Zhang's thinking, and laughed, "How can someone as optimistic and eloquent as your wife get this kind of disease?"

Li Xiangyang uttered all of Boss Zhang's thoughts, making Boss Zhang's body stiff, and then softened. He looked up at Li Xiangyang, and his eyes were still tenderly looking at his wife in the photo he put on the table.

"The pace of the city is too fast now, unlike before, when everything was slow." Li Xiangyang sighed and looked at Boss Zhang, "Slowness can make people think about many things clearly."

Boss Zhang picked up the photo on the table and gently stroked his wife's face. He knew that his wife had always been a person who yearned for the countryside and the slow-paced city, but he kept thinking, While I am still young, I will continue to work hard to give the next generation a better life.

So, did you cause your own wife to die?Boss Zhang didn't know, the wife who could give him the answer had already left him.

"It's because I don't care enough about her." Boss Zhang felt that all of this was his fault. If it wasn't for his willfulness, his wife would have returned to the countryside she longed for early and lived the life she wanted. own fault.

Boss Zhang's eyes sank, and the self-blame in his heart was about to overwhelm him.

"Mr. Zhang, let's do a test." Li Xiangyang is worthy of being a famous psychiatrist. He can see that Boss Zhang is under a lot of psychological pressure. He suggested that he take a psychological test. Come here, my consultation fee is very expensive, don't waste it."

Hearing Li Xiangyang's witty words, Boss Zhang smiled wryly. This is indeed what his wife would say, so come and experience it.

"Okay." Boss Zhang agreed, and he also wanted to know what kind of test his wife had done.

"The test is very simple." Li Xiangyang took out a piece of white paper and a box of colored pens from the large drawer in the middle, "To draw a picture, there must be a house, people, trees and weather."

After listening to Li Xiangyang's words, Boss Zhang was stunned for a moment, did not refuse, took the pen holder, picked out a basic color, black color pen from it, outlined it, and started to draw his own picture.

While Boss Zhang was painting, Li Xiangyang took out his mobile phone and played with it, expressing his indifference to Boss Zhang and not putting too much pressure on Boss Zhang.

Without making Li Xiangyang wait any longer, Boss Zhang finished his painting and put it in front of Li Xiangyang.

The house is in the middle of the painting, the person is on the left side of the house, and there are tall trees on the left and right sides.

But the lines are not complicated. In order to show that this is a tree, Boss Zhang specially drew a line on the ground to represent the ground, and drew some fallen leaves on the ground. The weather was cloudy, with the sun, but it was covered by clouds half.

The situation is not good.When Li Xiangyang was thinking, he habitually tapped his pen on the table, looked at Boss Zhang's paintings, and analyzed them one by one.

There is smoke floating on the smokestack of the house, and the direction is upward, which means that the tester is under a lot of psychological pressure. The figure on the left side of the picture means that Boss Zhang is nostalgic, and it is naturally his wife, the tree, It's even more alarming.

Trees originally meant feelings, and projected people's experience of the environment. A tree with a single line meant that the subject was depressed, and fallen leaves were a bad representation.

No matter what Li Xiangyang thinks, Boss Zhang's psychological pressure is too great. It seems that his wife's death has increased his psychological pressure instantly.

"Have you often suffered from insomnia recently?" Li Xiangyang looked at Boss Zhang's dark circles and sighed. It seemed that Boss Zhang really loved his wife so much that he put so much pressure on himself after her death.

"Yeah." Boss Zhang smiled shyly and scratched his head, "I haven't had a good night's sleep since my wife left me, I'm afraid she's having a bad time there, you don't know, she sees He looks carefree like a boy, but he is actually a person who likes to act like a baby."

Boss Zhang kept his voice down as he spoke. He thought he had finished crying, but at this moment, the tears in his eyes were still flowing down.

How could she be so cruel and abandon herself?

"For her sake, I'll give you a service." Li Xiangyang stood up, drew the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, took a box of incense from the cabinet, lit it, and made Boss Zhang move to the hypnotic stage. room.

"Don't worry, I don't hypnotize you, just let you sleep well." Li Xiangyang saw Boss Zhang took a step back after seeing the hypnosis room, smiled and comforted him.

"Well, thank you." Hearing Li Xiangyang's explanation, Boss Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and walked inside.

"Ah, you don't need to close the door." Seeing that Boss Zhang wanted to close the door, Li Xiangyang quickly opened his mouth and told Boss Zhang that the door does not need to be closed. This will reduce Boss Zhang's psychological pressure and make Boss Zhang trust Li Xiangyang even more. , This kind of detail has always been a trick that Li Xiangyang will play.

Boss Zhang obeyed Li Xiangyang's instructions and sat on a chair similar to what he would sit on when he went to the dentist.

The music was played, which was classical music that Boss Zhang would not usually listen to.Unexpectedly relaxing.

"Sleep here for a while, here, no one is here." Li Xiangyang said this sentence softly, and then left the hypnosis room by himself.

The scent in his nose, the pleasant music in his ears, and the soft mattress under his body made Boss Zhang's eyelids flutter up and down after he hadn't fallen asleep for a long time, and he fell asleep not long after.

Li Xiangyang, who returned to his desk, was not idle, took a brand new medical record, and wrote down the diagnosis in his heart. On the treatment method, Li Xiangyang struggled for a while, and still wrote hypnotherapy.

After all, he still used hypnosis. Even if he didn't test the deepest part of Boss Zhang's heart, it was still hypnosis, but it was pure hypnosis.

"Mr. Zhang's time will be extended by three hours." Li Xiangyang pressed a call button and told his assistant to extend Boss Zhang's diagnosis time.

"Okay, Doctor Li, don't forget that Ms. Bai has an appointment at three o'clock in the afternoon." The assistant kindly reminded Li Xiangyang that he still had work in the afternoon.

"Understood." Li Xiangyang responded and hung up the phone.