Affectionate trapping

Chapter 111 Psychological Stories
At the end of the year, it was already a very cold day, and the wind was blowing so hard that it hurt my face when it was blown.

Wen Xi pulled the scarf upwards to cover the air-conditioning, turned around and waved at Shen Yuli: "Go back."

He didn't drive away until her figure disappeared.

Wen Xi entered the hospital and walked towards the inpatient building.

Recently, I received a patient suffering from cancer, which was diagnosed at an early stage, and there is a possibility of cure.However, the patient's weak will to survive caused his condition to deteriorate more seriously. The attending doctor said that if this continues, the consequences will be disastrous.

After consulting with his family, the attending doctor planned to ask a psychologist to do psychological work on him.

Wen Xi had already chatted with him once, but the effect was not very good. The other party was too pessimistic. When he heard that it was cancer, he sentenced himself to death first. He thought that treatment would be a waste of money, so he might as well leave early and help his family reduce the burden. .

When entering the door, Wen Xi saw him lying on the bed as last time, and walked over undisguised, as if knowing that he was not asleep, she opened her mouth and shouted: "Du Yansheng."

He turned his neck, saw that it was her, and twisted back boredly: "Why are you here again?"

Du Yansheng's face was pale, his lips were dry, and his condition looked worse than that of a terminal patient.

She didn't use the respectful words like other patients, and stood in front of him: "Sit up, let's talk."

"I don't want to talk about it." He turned over, "You go, go back and tell my mother to let her give up and stop wasting money."

Wen Xi directly pulled the stool over and sat down: "I'm leaving, what are you going to do?"

"sleep."

"Then I'll tell you a bedtime story."

Du Yansheng glanced at her strangely, then turned back: "A new trick again? I won't listen."

Wen Xi ignored him, and opened his lips directly: "Once upon a time, there was a man who was very anxious when he got sick. The thing he was most afraid of was that he would eventually die. 【1】"

The tip of his ear moved slightly, and he said angrily, "Are you making up a story about me?"

She didn't respond, and continued: "Then one day, he added another one to his many crazy thoughts: He suddenly felt that he might really be dead. So, he said to his wife: 'Tell me, is it possible that I am already dead? up?'

The woman laughed and let him touch her hands and feet.

'Feel it?They are all warm!It means you are still alive.If you die, your hands and feet will be as cold as ice. '

The man thought this seemed like a very reasonable explanation, so he calmed down. "

Du Yansheng's closed eyelashes trembled a few times, and he listened inexplicably.

"A few weeks later, on a snowy day, a man braved the snow to go to the forest to chop firewood. When he arrived at his destination, he took off his gloves, swung an axe, and began to chop trees. Inadvertently, he raised his hand and wiped his forehead, feeling his His hands were cold. Remembering what his wife said, he took off his shoes and socks, and was horrified to find that his feet were also cold."

"It's not good for a dead man to be out chopping wood," he said to himself.So he threw the ax down beside the mule, and lay still on the cold ground, with his hands folded on his chest, and his eyes closed.

Shortly after lying down, a pack of wild dogs approached the saddlebags containing the rations.Seeing that there was no one to stop them, they tore open the saddlebags and emptied the food inside.The man thought, "It's a good thing for them that I'm dead. Otherwise, they'll never succeed. I'm sure I'll beat them hard."

The wild dog continued to sniff, and finally found the man's mule tied to a tree.Mules are easy prey for the sharp teeth of wild dogs.The mule bumped and bumped and neighed loudly, but the man just thought: If I am still alive, I will be happy to protect it.

The wild dogs quickly devoured the mules.In the end, only a few dogs remained gnawing on the bones.

The pack of voracious dogs started circling the field again.

Before long, a dog smells people.It looked around and saw the woodcutter lying motionless on the ground.It went up slowly, very slowly.Because to dogs, humans are dangerous and cunning animals.

After a while, all the dogs gathered around the man, staring at him drooling.

"Now, they're going to eat me," thought the man, "if I'm not dead, it's a different story."

The dogs got closer and closer, and closer, and then...

...Seeing that the man remained motionless, they ate him alive. "

When Wen Xi recounted the whole story, Du Yansheng turned his head around and stared at her expressionlessly.

"What do you want to say?"

She smiled and said, "Isn't everything I want to say in the story? You graduated from a famous university, so you still have this understanding ability?"

The two sides looked at each other, Du Yansheng was thinking a lot, and then pulled the quilt to cover his head again: "The story is good, I'm going to sleep."

Wen Xi remained motionless: "Since you don't understand, let me tell another story."

Du Yan's voice was lifted, and he said angrily, "Are you finished?"

"This story is more interesting, don't you really want to listen to it?"

He was so bored that he was actually a little curious about what other stories she could tell. Anyway, life was quite boring, so he just took care of his worries.

He sat up, looked at her with his eyes, as if giving alms: "Let's talk."

Wen Xi cleared his throat.

"Once upon a time, two frogs fell into a jar full of cream.

They find themselves sinking rapidly.Because the cream is as thick as quicksand, they cannot swim or float for long at all.At first, the two frogs kicked their legs hard in the cream, trying to swim to the edge of the tank.However, all in vain, they just whip up the cream in place and sink deeper and deeper.Every second it takes, it gets harder to stay on the surface and keep breathing.

One of the frogs said loudly, "I can't! I can't get out! I can't swim through this mud. What's the point of prolonging my suffering when I'm going to die sooner or later? Struggling so stupidly, dying from exhaustion, It doesn't make sense at all."

So, it stopped kicking, and soon sank, being swallowed by the thick white liquid.

Another frog who was more persistent, or just more stubborn, said: "There is really no way out! I can't go out at all. But even if death is in front of me, I will fight with my last breath. If I die a second earlier, I will not go out." willing."

So it continued to kick its legs desperately, but it still just whipped up the cream on the spot. After working hard for several hours, it didn't move half a step forward.

After countless kicks, the cream suddenly curdled into butter.

The shocked frog only jumped slightly, slipped his foot, and slipped to the side of the tank.Then, it croaked happily and went home. 【2】"

After Wen Xi finished speaking, he looked at him who was silent: "Does that dead frog look like you? 'It's going to die sooner or later anyway'. It didn't even want to struggle, so it gave up the hope of life. Don't you think it's stupid? ?”

　Two stories from The Psychologist's Story Box

　　【1】Those who think they are dead
　　【2】The frog in the cream

　　Damn, it feels like this chapter has been writing a story, hhhhh
　　
　
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