I have a deep mountain

Chapter 49
Director Qiu instantly noticed the depression of the patient, and comforted him:

"It's okay, it's all over. At that time... did your father know that you were abused by your stepmother?"

Even though this was a question that exposed some wounds, Dr. Qiu had to ask about the situation at that time before he could give Han Dong better advice.

"He... he knew, but he didn't do anything for me."

Han Dong restrained his emotions and always answered the doctor's questions rationally.

"How long has this been going on? How is your relationship with your father and stepmother now?"

"More than two years." Han Dong paused, and continued: "I was picked up by my grandma and grandpa after I was seven years old, and now I no longer have any contact with my father and stepmother."

Dr. Qiu quickly wrote something in the notebook with a pen, nodded and said:

"Do you now have nightmares about that time?"

"Occasionally."

After listening to Dr. Qiu, he wrote in his notebook: "I haven't completely walked out of the shadow of my childhood."

After Dr. Qiu asked him a few more detailed questions, he took out some papers from the drawer.

"How about this, I will give you a self-assessment measurement form first, and you can fill it out after you calm down in the next lounge, and show it to me after you finish it, okay?"

Han Dong nodded, and took the psychological test form that Dr. Qiu handed him. It was not thick, only three sheets.

He took it to the lounge beside him and filled it out, and then handed it over to Dr. Qiu.

Based on the content Han Dong filled in, Dr. Qiu made a professional assessment of Han Dong's psychological aspects.

Soon, Doctor Qiu raised his head and said to Han Dong:
"Actually, your situation belongs to a kind of 'post-traumatic stress syndrome'. At that time, you did not receive psychological counseling, so you developed a fearful stress response to female contact since childhood. This kind of situation is rare."

"Then is there any cure?" Han Dong asked.

Doctor Qiu frowned slightly, and said slowly:
"You are not a mental disorder, but a psychological disorder. Currently, drugs do not have a particularly good effect.

I saw your self-measurement table just now, and your mental age is actually much higher than your biological age. I have firm and mature values ​​and worldviews, so ordinary psychological counseling is also limited. "

"The doctor means that there is no cure for my condition?"

Doctor Qiu quickly said:

"No, I mean that ordinary psychological counseling is not very effective, but deep communication with people and self-help can still treat this kind of traumatic stress syndrome."

Dr. Qiu: "Did you rarely talk about this childhood experience with people before? Even with the closest relatives, you seldom mentioned it?"

"Yes."

Han Dong nodded. Grandma, grandfather, and Huzi all knew about it, but in order not to make Han Dong sad, they rarely talked about this topic.

"I have always treated this experience with an attitude of avoidance, causing you to feel that you have let go, but in fact you still haven't let go. There are two ways now. One is that your father and stepmother sincerely apologize to you and repair the relationship."

"Impossible!" Han Dong's voice was rarely excited: "I don't want to have anything to do with them anymore."

Director Qiu saw Han Dong's reaction, and he knew that he still had hatred in his heart, which is normal. If someone who has not experienced it himself, who has the right to persuade others to let it go?
Director Qiu looked at Han Dong softly, and said:

"There is another way, which is to constantly convince yourself that you can gain enough security from your girlfriend."

After hearing this, Han Dong was silent for a long time, and then said helplessly:

"Convince myself? If I could convince myself, I wouldn't come here... I'm so repelled by physical contact with women, I'm afraid to even hold hands or hug. They will definitely think I'm sick after they know about it. Who would want to continue? How about being my girlfriend?"

Director Qiu looked at Han Dong sympathetically, and continued:

"There are many patient girls in this world, and you will definitely find them. You are still young and handsome. As long as you don't give up and are willing to put your trust in a girl, this disease will naturally heal."

"Doctor Qiu, there is no medicine that can be cured after taking it?"

"The current level of medical treatment is still very limited. If a drug in this area is invented, I will notify you immediately. Of course, if you feel that your condition has not improved and you still need psychological counseling, you can still register with me again."

Dr. Qiu didn't plan to prescribe medicine for Han Dong today. He didn't have any tendency to depression, delusions, or split personality. Everything was caused by knots and trauma, and drug treatment was basically useless.

"Okay, then I'll go back." Han Dong said.

"Well, Mr. Han, your condition is still very stable at present. If you have major emotional problems, remember to come to the hospital to find me again."

"Okay, thank you Doctor Qiu."

Although the hospitals in the capital are good, they can't cure Han Dong's heart disease.

After returning to the hotel, Han Dong went to bed early after eating the hotel buffet. All the contestants who entered the finals will go to the TV station to shoot a group promotional video tomorrow morning to build momentum for the live broadcast four days later.

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The next day, Beijing TV Station No. 1 dressing room.

This is the largest dressing room of the TV station, and the top three players from 23 provinces across the country are all gathered in this dressing room at the moment.

The makeup artists were busy applying makeup to all the young chefs. When there were too many people, the whole dressing room seemed a bit noisy, bustling with each other and rubbing shoulders.

"No. 52, where is No. 52? Come to me for makeup." A female makeup artist shouted towards the crowd.

When Han Dong heard his number, he pushed forward.

"Here!" Han Dong raised his hand and shouted, "Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me."

With so many people, collisions are inevitable.

"What a squeeze!" A chubby contestant glared at Han Dong.

"Sorry, brother, the makeup artist called me, please excuse me." Han Dong said neither humble nor overbearing.

The fat man looked up and saw that Han Dong was half a head taller than him. The puffy man had no choice but to withdraw his fierce gaze, and reluctantly gave way to Han Dong, muttering in a low voice:

"Why don't you earn money when you're so handsome? You come here to be a chef? You're sick!"

The fat man's name is Zhang Yang, and his girlfriend has empathized with a handsome guy, so he hates handsome people.

He won No.1 in the Black Dragon Province in this competition. He wanted to get the prize money in the national competition so that his ex-girlfriend would regret it. Therefore, he regarded all contestants as hostile competitors, so his attitude was very unfriendly.

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Han Dong smiled slightly, ignored him, and squeezed past him, thinking that the other party was praising him.

There is really no need to be angry with this kind of person.

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