Chapter 11 Grandpa, are you anxious?
"Master, this is a psychological science consulting room, not a fortune-telling shop, and there are no fortune-tellers."
Chen Yu explained while observing the old man's face.
The old man looks ridiculously good.
Only the Palace of Fate represents the recent fortune.
There was an ominous sign.
"What is Psychology?"
The old man looked blank.
Chen Yu patiently explained: "Psychological science is also called psychology, which is a kind of medical treatment."
"Psychiatrists observe and analyze patients' limbs and mental activities."
"Helping patients with mental illness."
"In other words, this is a clinic?"
The old man seemed to understand.
Disappointment appeared on his face.
Just now, the old man passed by the door of the store.
I feel very comfortable all over.
The tension that had haunted me for many days disappeared without a trace in an instant.
After taking a few steps forward, the tension reappeared.
Back at the door of the store, the body and mind became comfortable again.
The old man guessed that there must be a mystery in the store.
I never thought it was a clinic.
Chen Yu nodded and said with a smile: "It's true that the uncle said so. Since you are here, how about I help you see the doctor?"
"Forget it, I'll go look for it on the street again."
With that said, the old man turned around and was about to leave.
"Master, you can't find those people. I'm afraid they won't come back within a few years."
Hearing this, the old man stopped immediately.
Turning around, he stared at Chen Yu with a strange expression.
"Young man, do you know who I'm going to find?"
"of course."
Chen Yu smiled lightly.
"The real masters you are looking for, presided over by the mage, all went in for team building more than a week ago."
"They went in?!"
The old man was shocked.
No wonder I wandered back and forth on Hefang Street many times.
Not a single fortune teller saw it.
After working together for a long time, they all went in to eat in prison.
"Feudal superstition is unacceptable. Only by believing in science can you cure your disease."
In addition to tourists, Hefang Street is also full of a large number of ignorant quacks.
Tourists get scammed from time to time.
In view of this.
Relevant departments launched a massive campaign against feudal superstition.
This is why.
Chen Yu beat him to death and refused to admit that he knew how to read fortune tellers.
Once you recognize it, you may also go in and step on the sewing machine.
"But I'm not sick."
"No, you are sick."
Chen Yu showed a serious face.
Point out that the old man suffers from a very serious anxiety disorder.
"Am I anxious?"
After hearing this, the old man was even more confused.
The son has a successful career, and the grandson has excellent academic performance.
The house is big and the house is wide, and the bank deposit is tens of millions.
Although my wife left early, there are still a lot of empathetic old square dancing ladies around me.
I don't know how moist the day is.
How could it be anxious.
Chen Yu continued to smile and said: "One of the jobs of our psychologists is to help patients discover the hidden mental illnesses in their hearts and give them the most timely treatment."
"You don't feel like you have a mental illness, but you don't know you've had it for years."
Seeing what Chen Yu said so well, the old man also murmured in his heart.
"Master, is it convenient for Fang to tell me your name?"
Previously, Chen Yu helped Zhou Kexin and Yinghua change their lives.
The merit and luck he obtained directly made him jump from an ordinary person to the early stage of Qi refining.
The old man has a bloody disaster.
It is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Chen Yu doesn't want a seventh-level pagoda.
As long as good luck.
The merit and luck of saving a life must never be less.
"My name is Zhang Qingshan."
After the old man finished speaking, he asked unconfidently: "Do I really have anxiety?"
"Your son never got married, were you anxious?"
"anxiety."
Zhang Qingshan said without hesitation.
"When you were in your 30s, your son finally got married and had children, and divorced because of relationship problems. Are you anxious?"
"anxiety."
"Recently, I have been having nightmares. I dreamed that my family died in Huangquan. Are you anxious?"
"Jiao...how do you know so much about my family?"
Zhang Qingshan looked like a ghost.
Chen Yu said he was not a fortune teller.
How do you know everything?
"Through communicating with patients, it is an essential ability for our psychologists to indirectly learn about the patient's personal and family conditions."
What Chen Yu said was a matter of course.
"But I only said my name."
Zhang Qingshan was completely at a loss.
Fortune tellers tell fortunes.
Also ask about the horoscope of the date of birth, and take a look at the palmistry and face reading.
Chen Yu, a psychiatrist, only learned one name.
Can you see so many things?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Qingshan glanced at the direction of the door.
"Are you afraid of being caught, so you pretend to be a psychiatrist to tell fortunes?"
"Uncle Zhang, I am indeed a psychiatrist. What I said is based on scientific evidence."
It's the same sentence, I won't admit it if I'm beaten to death.
"You have been anxious about your son's marriage for a long time, and when your son divorces, you continue to be anxious."
"Whenever something happens to your grandson, you will become restless again."
"Over time, anxiety attacks become a chronic disease in your body."
"The recent continuous nightmares are all due to the impact of the illness."
Zhang Qingshan was taken aback when he heard that.
I always felt that something was wrong, but Chen Yu said it decently.
Couldn't find a single reason to object.
"Do I still have medicine?"
Zhang Qingshan asked carefully.
"Don't worry, treating anxiety disorders is a piece of cake for us psychologists."
"I have two treatment methods here. Do you choose medicine or physical therapy?"
Zhang Qingshan asked puzzled, "Is there any difference?"
"Medication, as the name suggests, is taking medicine."
"As for physical therapy, I'll prescribe you a therapeutic device."
"According to my instructions, either keep it at home or carry it with you."
"With time, the illness will heal on its own."
Chen Yu explained.
"I want physical therapy."
Zhang Qingshan is most afraid of taking medicine, so he chooses the latter.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get you the treatment equipment."
Chen Yu took out the key and opened the door of the storage room on the first floor.
There are a lot of dusty general merchandise piled up in the house.
Uncle and grandpa said that it was an antique shop for him.
Found out after taking over.
Not a single curio can be seen here.
I don't know who turned it into a grocery room where groceries are piled up.
Food, accessories, New Year pictures, dolls...
"That's it."
After some selection, Chen Yu chose a New Year picture.
The fingers of his right hand turned into sword fingers.
Shoot a flash of light at the New Year picture.
In the next second, the New Year painting floated up by itself.
"All evils retreat."
Chen Yu pointed his sword with his right hand, making gestures and strokes against the New Year pictures.
Warlocks and mages need to cooperate with magic brushes, cinnabar, gang steps, and time to draw talismans.
Chen Yu, who has stepped into the road of cultivating immortals and possesses the realm of Qi refining.
These steps are not required at all.
As for the power of the effect.
It is a billion points stronger than ordinary spells.
After a while, Chen Yu walked out of the storage room with the New Year picture imbued with spiritual energy.
After only one glance, Zhang Qingshan was completely dumbfounded.
After living for more than 60 years, Zhang Qingshan saw this kind of treatment equipment for the first time.
(End of this chapter)
"Master, this is a psychological science consulting room, not a fortune-telling shop, and there are no fortune-tellers."
Chen Yu explained while observing the old man's face.
The old man looks ridiculously good.
Only the Palace of Fate represents the recent fortune.
There was an ominous sign.
"What is Psychology?"
The old man looked blank.
Chen Yu patiently explained: "Psychological science is also called psychology, which is a kind of medical treatment."
"Psychiatrists observe and analyze patients' limbs and mental activities."
"Helping patients with mental illness."
"In other words, this is a clinic?"
The old man seemed to understand.
Disappointment appeared on his face.
Just now, the old man passed by the door of the store.
I feel very comfortable all over.
The tension that had haunted me for many days disappeared without a trace in an instant.
After taking a few steps forward, the tension reappeared.
Back at the door of the store, the body and mind became comfortable again.
The old man guessed that there must be a mystery in the store.
I never thought it was a clinic.
Chen Yu nodded and said with a smile: "It's true that the uncle said so. Since you are here, how about I help you see the doctor?"
"Forget it, I'll go look for it on the street again."
With that said, the old man turned around and was about to leave.
"Master, you can't find those people. I'm afraid they won't come back within a few years."
Hearing this, the old man stopped immediately.
Turning around, he stared at Chen Yu with a strange expression.
"Young man, do you know who I'm going to find?"
"of course."
Chen Yu smiled lightly.
"The real masters you are looking for, presided over by the mage, all went in for team building more than a week ago."
"They went in?!"
The old man was shocked.
No wonder I wandered back and forth on Hefang Street many times.
Not a single fortune teller saw it.
After working together for a long time, they all went in to eat in prison.
"Feudal superstition is unacceptable. Only by believing in science can you cure your disease."
In addition to tourists, Hefang Street is also full of a large number of ignorant quacks.
Tourists get scammed from time to time.
In view of this.
Relevant departments launched a massive campaign against feudal superstition.
This is why.
Chen Yu beat him to death and refused to admit that he knew how to read fortune tellers.
Once you recognize it, you may also go in and step on the sewing machine.
"But I'm not sick."
"No, you are sick."
Chen Yu showed a serious face.
Point out that the old man suffers from a very serious anxiety disorder.
"Am I anxious?"
After hearing this, the old man was even more confused.
The son has a successful career, and the grandson has excellent academic performance.
The house is big and the house is wide, and the bank deposit is tens of millions.
Although my wife left early, there are still a lot of empathetic old square dancing ladies around me.
I don't know how moist the day is.
How could it be anxious.
Chen Yu continued to smile and said: "One of the jobs of our psychologists is to help patients discover the hidden mental illnesses in their hearts and give them the most timely treatment."
"You don't feel like you have a mental illness, but you don't know you've had it for years."
Seeing what Chen Yu said so well, the old man also murmured in his heart.
"Master, is it convenient for Fang to tell me your name?"
Previously, Chen Yu helped Zhou Kexin and Yinghua change their lives.
The merit and luck he obtained directly made him jump from an ordinary person to the early stage of Qi refining.
The old man has a bloody disaster.
It is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Chen Yu doesn't want a seventh-level pagoda.
As long as good luck.
The merit and luck of saving a life must never be less.
"My name is Zhang Qingshan."
After the old man finished speaking, he asked unconfidently: "Do I really have anxiety?"
"Your son never got married, were you anxious?"
"anxiety."
Zhang Qingshan said without hesitation.
"When you were in your 30s, your son finally got married and had children, and divorced because of relationship problems. Are you anxious?"
"anxiety."
"Recently, I have been having nightmares. I dreamed that my family died in Huangquan. Are you anxious?"
"Jiao...how do you know so much about my family?"
Zhang Qingshan looked like a ghost.
Chen Yu said he was not a fortune teller.
How do you know everything?
"Through communicating with patients, it is an essential ability for our psychologists to indirectly learn about the patient's personal and family conditions."
What Chen Yu said was a matter of course.
"But I only said my name."
Zhang Qingshan was completely at a loss.
Fortune tellers tell fortunes.
Also ask about the horoscope of the date of birth, and take a look at the palmistry and face reading.
Chen Yu, a psychiatrist, only learned one name.
Can you see so many things?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Qingshan glanced at the direction of the door.
"Are you afraid of being caught, so you pretend to be a psychiatrist to tell fortunes?"
"Uncle Zhang, I am indeed a psychiatrist. What I said is based on scientific evidence."
It's the same sentence, I won't admit it if I'm beaten to death.
"You have been anxious about your son's marriage for a long time, and when your son divorces, you continue to be anxious."
"Whenever something happens to your grandson, you will become restless again."
"Over time, anxiety attacks become a chronic disease in your body."
"The recent continuous nightmares are all due to the impact of the illness."
Zhang Qingshan was taken aback when he heard that.
I always felt that something was wrong, but Chen Yu said it decently.
Couldn't find a single reason to object.
"Do I still have medicine?"
Zhang Qingshan asked carefully.
"Don't worry, treating anxiety disorders is a piece of cake for us psychologists."
"I have two treatment methods here. Do you choose medicine or physical therapy?"
Zhang Qingshan asked puzzled, "Is there any difference?"
"Medication, as the name suggests, is taking medicine."
"As for physical therapy, I'll prescribe you a therapeutic device."
"According to my instructions, either keep it at home or carry it with you."
"With time, the illness will heal on its own."
Chen Yu explained.
"I want physical therapy."
Zhang Qingshan is most afraid of taking medicine, so he chooses the latter.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get you the treatment equipment."
Chen Yu took out the key and opened the door of the storage room on the first floor.
There are a lot of dusty general merchandise piled up in the house.
Uncle and grandpa said that it was an antique shop for him.
Found out after taking over.
Not a single curio can be seen here.
I don't know who turned it into a grocery room where groceries are piled up.
Food, accessories, New Year pictures, dolls...
"That's it."
After some selection, Chen Yu chose a New Year picture.
The fingers of his right hand turned into sword fingers.
Shoot a flash of light at the New Year picture.
In the next second, the New Year painting floated up by itself.
"All evils retreat."
Chen Yu pointed his sword with his right hand, making gestures and strokes against the New Year pictures.
Warlocks and mages need to cooperate with magic brushes, cinnabar, gang steps, and time to draw talismans.
Chen Yu, who has stepped into the road of cultivating immortals and possesses the realm of Qi refining.
These steps are not required at all.
As for the power of the effect.
It is a billion points stronger than ordinary spells.
After a while, Chen Yu walked out of the storage room with the New Year picture imbued with spiritual energy.
After only one glance, Zhang Qingshan was completely dumbfounded.
After living for more than 60 years, Zhang Qingshan saw this kind of treatment equipment for the first time.
(End of this chapter)
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