Almighty painter

Chapter 283 Closed Heart and Impossible Mission

Every quarter, Mr. Jane Arnold will mail a check for [-] New Zealand dollars to Dr. Jin Anqing's private practice, rain or shine.

in return.

Regardless of whether it really works, Dr. Jin Anqing will conduct a psychological evaluation for Tony every Saturday.

"Does he seem anxious? Does he have any obvious resistance to external sounds or changes in light? Is he hitting things..."

Because Tony has speech and intellectual disabilities, he cannot communicate normally.

Therefore, Dr. Jin often chooses to ask the Filipino caregiver or gardener some questions about Tony's life.

Every time, he would take out some colorful illustrations and pictures, use his iPhone to connect to the Bluetooth speaker in the room, play some music, and stare at Tony's stupid big gray eyes for a long time, observing whether there was any dodge in his eyes.He even brought a small harmonica and let Tony play a few notes at will.

He compiled all the patient's responses into professional survey forms and follow-up reports based on his experience.

Although the effect of these data is limited, it is like looking into a small room through a thick layer of gauze.

However, these disease analyzes have accumulated over time and still amount to thousands of pages.

Gu Weijing untied the tie on the cowhide bag, and the pages poured out.

He has all of Tony's evaluation reports in recent years in his hands, because there are too many data files.

Gu Weijing just went to a graphic printing shop outside and spent [-] kyats to print all these data and reports at hand for easy reading.

“What do I need my agent painter to do now?”

Gu Weijing was browsing these materials here.

Mr. Sloth had already asked: "Dr. King, it is the first time for us to use illustrations to treat autism. You are an expert in psychological issues. It is up to you to arrange our work, no matter you need Detective Cat Whatever the lady draws, we are happy to cooperate.”

"This is a very wrong view. In order to improve the efficiency of our subsequent work, please note that one view must be corrected in advance."

"If what we are doing now can be described as a precise surgical operation, then the surgeon is the detective cat lady, and my role is at best a male nurse responsible for holding tools and wiping sweat."

Dr. Jin Anqing crossed his arms.

He put his arms on the table of his desk, leaned forward slightly, and glanced at the cartoon virtual images of the two animals on the computer screen.

"So the correct statement should be - the design of this treatment is not what I need you to do, but Detective Cat... let's call you Ms. Cat, but what you need me to do, Ms. Cat."

"I don't quite understand. You are Tony's psychiatrist."

Gu Weijing stopped what he was doing when he heard this.

He looked at the camera in confusion: "I don't know anything about the field of psychotherapy. I personally don't have any relevant academic background, and I don't even know how to start."

Mr. Sloth suggested that he take up the task.

To gain the friendship of the great artist Jane Arnold was a rare opportunity in every sense of the word, so he came.

But without clear instructions.

What should I draw as a layman?

"Ms. Cat, many people have a misunderstanding. They regard psychological counseling and psychotherapy as an inscrutable blind box, like a wonderful witchcraft that can control the mind."

"A painfully depressed patient came into my office, knocked on the door, sat down, and 45 minutes later, after leaving a check for $1000 as a gift for a wizard's spell, a new happy soul passed through the blind door. After the baptism of the box, I walked out humming a song."

"but me--"

Jin Anqing pointed to himself with his fingertips: "And I am the one who possesses the profound wisdom of insight into human nature, the one who makes all magic happen. In the eyes of outsiders, even if I casually say 'um hum' or yawn, It also has a profound Zen feel.”

"Isn't it?"

Gu Weijing was curious.

Psychiatrists are still a relatively rare profession in Myanmar.

The country is desperately poor and has insufficient health insurance coverage.

Most people may not be willing to go to a large hospital to see a doctor even if they have a high fever.

In the social consensus around him, psychological problems are more like the kind of disease of weakness and wealth that only young men and young ladies in developed countries have time to pay attention to.

The bad mood will pass after a while.

Even if they suffer a major mental blow, according to national custom, Myanmar residents will often resort to religious comfort.

In a Buddhist country, going to a temple to burn light incense worth [-] kyats and kowtow on a futon is much more cost-effective than seeing a psychiatrist.

In Gu Weijing's inherent understanding, the profession of a psychologist is quite high-end and full of mystery.Dr. King's description sums it up very accurately.

"Of course not. On the contrary, it's a classic stereotype."

"Every time I start a consultation with a new patient, I will clearly tell the patient that I am just an ordinary person."

"If I want to add an attributive, then compared to most untrained people, I am more experienced, patient and good at listening. But I am still an ordinary person, not the character in "Now You See Me" , a master of hypnosis who can control people like puppets."

"Those who think I am a magician should really see how embarrassed I am in the divorce court."

Jin Anqing said gently: "If I were really proficient in mind reading and mentally strong enough to be indestructible, then I wouldn't be tortured by my ex-wife occasionally and want to find a cliff by the sea to jump off. God, how was she before she got married. What a gentle and lovely girl.”

Gu Weijing looked at the psychiatrist's helpless smile on the screen.

He didn't know why Dr. Jin said these words to himself, and he felt vaguely as if he had grasped something that was difficult to explain.

"You want to say...it is the patients themselves who really make changes, not you, the doctor." Mr. Sloth spoke softly for him.

"Perfect!"

Dr. Jin snapped his fingers in admiration and tapped the table twice with his palm.

"You are truly a perceptive and intelligent man. Not to be flattery, but among the various visitors I have experienced, only a minority of them immediately realize what I am talking about."

"In the final analysis, psychotherapy is nothing more than letting the patient's inner emotions vent."

"Moderate UV rays are good for health, and the same goes for psychological problems."

"If everyone can take out their inner self and bask in the sun regularly, they will definitely be able to draw positive power from it. What we psychologists do is this communication and guidance process." The doctor said.

“Although I went to medical school for seven years to get my doctorate, and although it takes hundreds of hours of specialized training to get a professional license as a psychologist in New Zealand to get the required hours to qualify as a doctor, even though I charged thousands of dollars. One hour of industry expertise...but none of this is necessary for a good psychological consultation."

"Sometimes, patients go to their parents, lovers, or even church priests and believers to cry hysterically, which is better than me writing a thousand pages of medical records. And they have never even heard of psychology. This concept.”

Dr. Jin Anqing stretched out his two index fingers and slowly moved closer to each other until the skin of the fingertips touched each other.

"I have always believed that it is the communication between the patient and the outside world and the mutual connection between the soul that makes the magic of transformation happen, rather than the knowledge in heavy psychology textbooks."

"And in this chat room, the one who has the most hope of establishing this link is obviously not me. People with autism have their own special characteristics. I have tried various methods in the past ten years, but none of them have been able to open Tony's heart." He Said slowly.

"That's why I suggested that Jane Arnold invite you. Ms. Cat, you are a magical person."

"I learned about some cases and research progress through private channels. I have to say that this is the first time I have seen a work like "The Little Prince" that can penetrate the closed hearts of patients with autism syndrome in so many years of working in the industry. It is really amazing. . If Tony is 5 years old this year, the golden age for autism treatment, maybe a book of "The Little Prince" can unlock his heart."

The psychologist shook his head and said: "But he is already 41 years old. The mental state of autistic patients has been completely finalized at this age."

"To give you an inappropriate example, the keyhole in this big boy's heart has been rusted to death. What he needs is not a key, but a hammer that can break open the door. I need you to draw some A more penetrating painting for Tony himself.”

"Just like minimally invasive surgery for appendicitis, a small hole must be drilled out in the stomach first. Only then can a doctor like me have room to insert the tools."

Dr. Jin made a gesture of drilling a hole with a hand drill.

"You need me to figure out what work to paint?" Gu Weijing said hesitantly.

"Yes, any work, any subject matter, any size, any quantity... I can't tell you what you should paint, because I don't know what to paint, and my requirements will create restrictions."

Dr. Jin shrugged: "The only thing I can suggest to you is that you can continue to use the drawing method of drawing with a knife, because preliminary research shows that this kind of painting effect is more popular with patients with autism."

"The rest requires your own imagination, Ms. Cat. Among the three of us, it is you, the artist, who has the power to make magic happen, not me, the doctor. Tony's past evaluation cases in your hands are what I have prepared for you. 'casting material'."

Gu Weijing seemed to understand.

He flipped through the thick material in his hands.

"ADOS Diagnostic Tool Form for Children with Autism", "SCQ Behavior and Social Communication Problems Survey and Assessment Volume", "Meckel Child Development Scale"...

On sheets of white printing paper, the life of this middle-aged man named Tony over the past many years was clearly sketched.

The contents of the psychological assessment form are not obscure.

Reading the document at hand, Gu Weijing could easily imagine what the other person was like in life.

He often stares at his arms in a daze, is unwilling to speak, lacks language skills, is lonely and has no friends.

think about it.

Gu Weijing is no stranger to such emotional states. There are similar familiar examples around him.

Such is the life of the fat baby Bu Dao in the orphanage.

The son of the great artist Jane Arnold is just an enlarged version of Bu Dao who is 30 years older.

Tony is both luckier and unluckier than Budao.His material conditions are countless times better than Bu Dao's, but his condition is also much more serious.

Budao's language disorder is not serious, and his autism is a mild form.

Hold Budao in your arms, and the other person will show his teeth and claws and ask for chocolate.

The most common thing Jane Arnold's son did was to sit alone on a sun lounger and hold a stuffed toy in a daze.

A day, a year or a lifetime.

The difference in Tony didn't seem that big.

He even lived like a big puppet dressed up by his caregiver.

In these treatment diaries, the words used by the servants to describe Tony in the doctor's records clearly make people feel that Tony lacks enough "human" emotions.

"That cat named Amy may be a good opportunity."

In the silent chat room, Mr. Sloth suddenly spoke.

Anna also has a copy of information sent by Jane Arnold's assistant.

She said aloud: "Ms. Detective Cat, have you seen the photo taken in the swimming pool before? I think this photo looks different."

Gu Weijing knew which photo Mr. Sloth was referring to.

While the agent was speaking, his eyes were resting on a printed photo in the kraft paper file.

It was an honest film photo that had been scanned into an electronic version, with a hazy yellow texture that had the texture of film exposure grains.

The background is in an indoor swimming pool.

Tony, who was still a child in the real sense of the word at that time, was surrounded by a pink inflatable swim ring next to a gray-haired cat.

There is also a note on the photo: "Tony and Amy swimming, Palazzo Visconti Hotel, Milan, [-]."

"Amy?"

Gu Weijing's fingers turning the pages quietly paused.

Generally speaking, pet cats don’t like water very much.

Except for the cat in the photo, it seems to be swimming quite happily.

The boy was flopping around in the water, and the cat was also flopping around in the water.

The water splash solidified on the wet hair of the cat, and the water splash also solidified on the wet hair of Tony, who was wearing a swimming suit.

In the dancing waves of the swimming pool, the scene of one person and one cat is quietly frozen in the camera lens.

The photo was taken 30 years ago, and it is also the oldest photo of the brown paper bag.

There were other photos of Tony as an adult in the file, but Gu Weijing pulled out this photo alone and fell into deep thought while staring at it.

It's different from all the other photos.

"Tony in the photo has the joy of a real kid."

Gu Weijing understood what attracted him to this photo, and he said to Mr. Sloth.

The information contains many photos of Tony Zhang's life.

In most of those photos, Tony was also well-dressed, unlike many mentally ill patients who wore shabby clothes and sloppy looks.

With Jane Arnold's wealth, it would be easy for her to hire a full-time caregiver to keep her son neat and tidy.

It would be weird if Tony looked bad on camera.

however.

Gu Weijing could tell from the first moment he saw all those photos that Tony was not a normal person.

Maybe it's the unfocused, evasive eyes, maybe it's the empty and chaotic temperament, maybe it's something else.

To a sensitive painter, the mutilation of the subject's soul is as noticeable as the mutilation of a missing arm or leg.

No matter how well-dressed he is, Tony's appearance in the photos as an adult looks like electronic software with some important engineering files or program codes deleted.

He seems to be able to function normally as a human being, but he exudes feelings that are different from those of a healthy person all the time.

Only this photo is different.

Tony was laughing, a genuine laugh.

From his posture, movements, and eyes in the swimming pool, there is no essential difference between him and other peers in the swimming pool.

Even the red pimples that grow high on the face are so ordinary.

So ordinary.

Ordinary and so cute.

The Tony captured in the camera at this moment is an ordinary, ordinary young man who is about to enter middle school.

"The Tony who is with Cat in this moment...he is whole."

Gu Weijing said slowly. "Is Amy his pet?"

"Yes, I knew you would notice that cat. Yes, Amy is the Scottish Fold cat that accompanied Tony when he was a child. In a sense, it was also the cat that Master Jane Arnold created for his own son. The most successful of the countless psychiatrists I hired.”

Jin Anqing was not surprised that the illustrator could notice that the cat was different to Tony.

If the illustrator did not have this insight, he would have to question whether the decision to invite the other person to participate in therapy was the right one.

But there wasn't much joy in his tone.

"It's just that I have to remind you that using Amy as a grip is very difficult. It may be much more difficult than you think."

"why?"

Mr. Sloth recognized the complex meaning in Dr. King's tone.

"Because every psychiatrist involved in treating Tony. Me, my ex, my ex's ex... anyone who has studied this case knows that Amy is the key to Tony's heart."

"There is a term in psychology called conscious reflex. This concept is very similar to the knee-jerk reflex in physiology, or the conditioned reflex in Pavlov's biological experiments with dogs. But this thing happens at the conscious level. It is to mention The stress response formed deep in people's hearts when they hear a specific targeted stimulus."

"It can't be avoided or covered up."

Gu Weijing frowned slightly: "Can you put it more plainly?"

Dr. Jin Anqing pondered for a moment: "When people face scenes that are deeply engraved in their souls, they will immediately become what they were when they were children."

"For example, if a father always uses a certain verbal insult to hit his son, he will feel angry and inferior to this specific word. Or if a little boy was raped by a priest when he was a child, then even if he As an adult, he became a 200-pound heavyweight boxer. When he heard the church bells ringing, his first reaction was still to tremble and want to run away."

Dr. Kim sat up straight.

"I just gave a few examples. Consciousness reflections are not necessarily caused by negative emotions. For example, in Tony's condition, we can regard 'Amy's' cat as a beautiful conscious reflection."

"That was the period when Jane Arnold's career was on the rise. I even judged it based on so many years of treatment and follow-up visits." The doctor slowly expressed the speculation that had been brewing in his heart for a long time, "Maybe Amy was growing up during the young Tony's life. He left a deeper impression on his heart than his father, Jane Arnold."

"What's wrong with this?" Gu Weijing asked.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just that, as the saying goes, the most obvious solution may often be the hardest solution.”

Dr. Jin pursed his lips: "The keyword Amy is so obvious, which means that before you, there have been countless people who have used the image of 'Amy' in countless ways to get into Tony's heart. Maybe it's Make a plush doll using Amy's look as a template, and look for another Scottish Fold cat...I can give you many, many similar examples."

"The more doctors take over this kind of thing later, the more they suffer. You can roughly understand it as resistance to drug addiction? I don't know if you, Ms. Cat, can understand what I am talking about. Psychotherapy is also durable. Every failed attempt makes the next time more difficult. The more he tries to replace Amy, the more Tony becomes wary."

"The best way to do this is to find a replacement for Amy's image in Tony's heart when she just passes away. Or simply get a few more cats from the beginning."

There was regret in Dr. Jin Anqing's voice: "His first or second psychiatrist might have had the opportunity to do this, but not today 30 years later. The opportunity had actually slipped away when I took over the treatment. ”

"We wanted to get into Tony's heart by replacing Amy as a channel, but this pet cat happened to live in the deepest part of Tony's heart that was most inaccessible... So, it all became a kind of black humorous paradox."

Mr. Sloth suggested: "What if instead of replacing Amy, we use Amy's fairy tale image to enter the patient's heart through artistic creation?"

"Of course, of course you will think of doing this. But I am not here to undermine your confidence." Dr. Jin chuckled twice: "Have you ever watched "Miracle of Oz"?"

"You mean Alyssa?"

Jane Arnold's most famous collection of fairy tale illustrations tells the story of a group of wild animals adventuring in the forest.

It’s not wrong to say it’s a comic.

But each page is beautifully drawn and can be used as a work of art on its own.The protagonist group includes a gray fold-eared cat named "Alyssa".

"Alyssa's prototype is Amy?" Mr. Sloth's tone was filled with the sudden realization of solving the case.

"That's right, as Tony's father, how could Jane Arnold not think of this idea?" Jin Anqing breathed out: "This illustration collection has warmed the hearts of countless children around the world, but it has not warmed the hearts of Jane Arnold alone. The child that Master Nuo hopes for most."

(End of this chapter)