Mysterious recovery, the world is unscientific

Chapter 10 Strange Dreams, Curses

Zhang Qian put down her phone, her face was stiff and her brows were furrowed.

Judging from the news obtained from Wang Hao, this matter is not only as simple as instant noodles, it seems that there is another party hiding behind it.

The more Zhang Qian thought about it, the more dizzy she felt. The appearance of the resentful spirit had shattered her world view. She thought Wang Hao could help her solve the secret behind it, but there were more and more mysteries.

Back at the psychological counseling office where she worked, Zhang Qian calmed down and dealt with the accumulated work in her hands.

In the past two days, because of the incident on the night market street, she has no time to receive patients.

After sorting it out for more than an hour, she took out a medical record and called the number on it.

The owner of this medical record, named Su Qing, is a girl in her 20s. She is currently working as a cashier in a hotel in Xicheng.

As early as more than half a month ago, Su Qing came here to look for her and submitted her psychological medical records for analysis.

After that, Zhang Qian was too busy, so she forgot about the little girl. It happened that she was free today, so she wanted to deal with the patient first.

The phone was connected quickly, and a rather whiny voice sounded.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Is it Su Qing? I'm Zhang Qian from the psychological counseling office."

"It's Doctor Zhang. I've been waiting for you for more than half a month. Why are you calling me now?"

Su Qing was obviously a little angry.

Zhang Qian quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Miss Su, I'm really busy these days. I'm not free today, so I'll call you as soon as possible. Are you free this afternoon?"

"Don't wait for the afternoon, I'll be right over."

Su Qing replied and immediately hung up the phone.

Zhang Qian put away her mobile phone and continued to sort out other patient information.

About half an hour later.

A very delicate girl with a height of about 1.6 meters came to Zhang Qian's psychological counseling center.

She is Su Qing.

After the assistant stepped forward to inquire, he immediately brought Su Qing to Zhang Qian's office.

For psychologists like Zhang Qian, a room is usually set up in the office, which is dedicated to face-to-face and in-depth communication with patients.

After Su Qing came in, Zhang Qian took her into the psychological counseling room.

The two sat down facing each other, Zhang Qian said with a smile.

"More than half a month ago, when you came to me, you said that you always had nightmares when you slept at night. Now let me ask you, what are the contents of your dreams?"

"I dreamed of a big tree, and I stood in front of it like this, and it started talking to me."

"What did the tree say?"

"I can't hear clearly, anyway, the tree is talking."

Su Qing's complexion was not very good. Speaking of this strange dream she often had, she also felt lingering fear.

Zhang Qian thought about it for a while before replying with professional knowledge.

"Miss Su, from a psychological point of view, a tree represents a cycle of strong vitality and endless life. I think you will have such a dream. It must be that you lack a sense of security in your heart, and you are always full of fear and anxiety. I Are you right?"

"Well, indeed, since my dad's accident, I've been feeling very uneasy. I always feel that something is staring at me all the time, as if it will kill me at any time."

"What happened to your dad? What made you so uneasy?"

"Isn't it the night market incident? I'm scared."

Su Qing said such a sentence suddenly.

Zhang Qian's expression darkened immediately, she sat up straight, and was no longer as relaxed as before.

It never occurred to her that she, a patient, had something to do with what happened on Yeshi Street.

And most importantly, more than half a month ago, when Su Qing first came to her for a psychoanalysis book, she didn't mention her father's specific situation to her.

Sensing that something was wrong, Zhang Qian immediately got serious and asked.

"Can I ask, what's your father's name, and what happened on the night market street?"

"Doctor Zhang, I told you that you must know that my father's name is... Chen Lin."

"What? Your father is Chen Lin?"

Zhang Qian was puzzled, but of course she was more surprised.

She didn't realize until now that Su Qing came to look for her more than half a month ago, and her father Chen Lin came to look for her more than a week ago.

That is to say, the father and daughter came to look for her about a week later.

Suppressing the bad premonition in her heart, Zhang Qian asked.

"Then why is your father's surname Chen, but your surname Su?"

"My grandfather was adopted into the Chen family. His original surname was Su, but now it's my generation. Naturally, he has to return to the family for three generations."

"So this is ah!"

Zhang Qian was relieved, convinced that Su Qing was not lying.

As a qualified psychiatrist, it is natural to be able to judge whether the patient has the possibility of lying through the change of the patient's micro-expression.

When Su Qing said this just now, she was very sincere and there was no possibility of lying.

Su Qing opened the chatterbox.

"Doctor Zhang, you also know that my father's death is so strange, and I have been having nightmares since before him, so I am very scared now!"

"You have to relax. All your fears and anxieties are all because of your father's bizarre death, which scares you. Next, you just need to calm down and work hard, and you will get better naturally."

"But in the past few nights, I have been having nightmares about that big tree talking!"

"Recall what the big tree said, and see if you can remember a word or two, so that I can analyze it for you."

Zhang Qian tentatively began to dig.

People's dreams at night are the result of active brain nerves, which is a kind of subconscious mind deep in the brain.

Deep excavation of the subconscious mind can often find out the crux of the psychological patient.

To put it simply, when people dream, they often think about it by day and dream at night. The sick bring healing.

However, Zhang Qian still thought too simply.

Just because of her professional knowledge, it is also completely unworkable for Su Qing.

No, Su Qing lowered her head and thought carefully for a while, then she suddenly raised her head to stare at Zhang Qian, and said very seriously.

"Although I was in a dream, I couldn't hear exactly what the big tree was saying, but vaguely, I seemed to understand two words."

"Which two words?"

"curse!"

Su Qing said it solemnly.

"Doctor Zhang, have I stumbled into something evil?"

If it was in the past, Zhang Qian would definitely refute that the other party should believe in science, but recent experience tells her that the other party may really be evil.

The other party is obviously closely related to this case, and she doesn't want to put the other party's life in danger because of her arbitrariness.

"Curse is not in my business scope, Miss Su, you may need to ask a professional to look at it."

Zhang Qian thought for a while and replied.

"You actually believe it?"

Su Qing was shocked. During this period, she also consulted other psychologists. Most of them said that she was under too much pressure recently, and her nerves were tense, which caused nightmares. No one believed in curses.

"It seems that I really have to go to the temple to find someone to take a look."

Zhang Qian's answer made Su Qing firm in her judgment, and she made up her mind to find someone to take a look.

"If Ms. Su trusts me, you don't need to look for it. My second grandfather is a Taoist priest. He should be able to go to West City in the afternoon."

"Is that so? That's great!"

Su Qing became joyful, she has been tossed by this dream for too long. .

"In that case, you go back to work first. I will pick up my second grandfather at the airport in the afternoon, and then I will pick you up. Then we will go to my house together, and then let my second grandfather slowly analyze it for you."

"Okay, then it's settled, I'll go back and wait for you first."

Su Qing nodded in response, and left happily.

Zhang Qian looked at Su Qing's leaving back, and the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by a dignified look.

She guessed that she wanted to solve the real cause of the death of Chen Lin, the number one victim in Yeshi Street, and perhaps the key was his daughter Su Qing.

(End of this chapter)