"Oh? You mean my diagnosis was wrong? Are you questioning my expertise?"
"Haha, I didn't question your professionalism, and I won't block your financial path. How much money you can make in the Xia family is up to you. Let me just say one thing, have you ever thought about it in Xia Shuishui's shoes? It’s really scary sometimes.”
"My family doesn't understand, the doctor denies it, and I don't have any close friends around me, so now he's holding on to me, a friend he just met for a few days, as if he's a life-saving straw."
After hearing this, the other party frowned and said, "You mean I'm cheating?"
I shook my head: "Our positions are different, and our views are naturally different. As the saying goes, all things have animism. Our ancestors have been worshiping ghosts and gods since the ancient cultural period seven thousand years ago. After many dynasties and years, temples have worshiped gods and prayed to them. May people burn paper at graves during the Qingming Festival, and the souls of the deceased will return to their graves for the first seven times. These have never been interrupted, and their existence is reasonable. If a certain culture is completely false, then it will not continue to spread for thousands of years. Do you think this is correct? "
After hearing this, he laughed and said: "Your opinion is correct, but there is no substantial evidence. If you want to convince me that there is a ghost in this world, then please call it out and let me take a look. After all, seeing is believing."
After hearing this, I pointed at him and whispered: "Look back. Standing behind you is an old lady with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. She has no nose and is smiling. She is wearing a blue shroud and her eyes are full of maggots. She is crawling around. Come on, a maggot fell out of your hair."
He didn't look back, and there was no trace of fear or panic on his face. Instead, he said calmly: "It's pointless to continue discussing like this. No one of us can convince anyone. By the way, how about I help you with a consultation? It's free. of."
I said yes, come on.
In all my life, I have never seen a psychiatrist. This is the first time.
He looked at me, took off the silver ring on his hand and put it on the glass coffee table, and there was a crisp "pop" sound.
He took out a notebook from his arms, slowly tore off a piece of white paper, then handed me a pen and asked me to draw a tree on the paper.
I asked what tree to draw?
It doesn't matter what kind of tree he wants, there's no need to think too hard about it.
Drawing a tree is very simple. I painted it quickly with just a few strokes. It is not much better than what a primary school student can draw.
He took the paper and looked at it for a few seconds, then said with a smile: "The tree is drawn to the left, which means prudence, moderation, and caution. The crown of the tree is like a greenhouse, which means abiding by tradition and being formal. You are still on the tree. Drawing a fruit shows that you have strong daily observation skills.”
"But... half of the tree you drew was deliberately drawn like this. It can be said to be half true and half false. You want to mislead me. It seems that you have a strong sense of psychological defense."
My face changed slightly, because he was right. I painted the tree crown subconsciously, and I painted the lower part of the tree deliberately.
He said: "You have many secrets."
I just smiled.
He added: "Have you encountered any trouble recently?"
Indeed, the old bachelor's affairs have mainly made me passive recently, so I heard him say: "Although it is said that time cannot be turned back, people's subconscious memories can be turned back. Once implemented, many problems can be solved easily. Are you interested? Give it a try, maybe it can help you solve your problem.”
"You mean hypnosis?" I asked with a frown.
"No, it's hypnotic dreaming, also called subconscious regression. To put it simply, it means that the picture that really happened at a certain time in the past overlaps with the picture I helped you construct. This method has been applied to criminal investigation methods abroad. It is very efficient. Very high."
What he said were all professional words that I couldn't understand. If I didn't take the initiative to speak, he wouldn't know what I had done in the past, but I was very interested in the subconscious theory he talked about.
I said I would give it a try and he smiled and said no problem.
The following story is very strange, but I remember it very deeply. I will try my best to express it clearly. Friends who are experts in psychology can tell me what his principle is.
He held the silver ring in his hand and turned it back and forth. The silver ring was somewhat reflective and irritating his eyes.
He spoke softly, letting me stare at the ring and think about recent troubles.
Then, he played a piece of music on his mobile phone, which was like the sound of a moving train.
He whispered in my ear: "Slowly close your eyes. You are a passenger, waiting for the train. When you hear the sound, you look back and the train has entered the station."
