Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Dr. Brown, do you see that I'm nervous?" Xia Chu Qi asked in a low voice, holding the chocolate in his hand.

Dr. Brown nodded and replied with a smile, "I've heard MEG talk about you..."

When he said that, he took a look at Wen Suli, who was sitting on one side. It seemed that he was thinking about whether to say it in front of others.

On the seventh day of the summer, she didn't care much. Seeing Dr. Brown's look, she quickly explained with a smile: "she is my friend. Today, she was supposed to cover for me and accompany me to see you, so if you have anything to say, you can say it in front of us!"

Dr. Brown nodded slightly and continued: "MEG told me that you have been haunted by nightmares, which seriously affects the quality of your sleep..."

"Yes, I've been having all kinds of terrible nightmares these days!" At the beginning of summer, I nodded and sighed in a low voice: "some of the details of those nightmares are still printed in my mind. I dare not even look back. Even one day, I vaguely feel that the man in the nightmare appears in front of me!"

She said this with a wry smile and asked, "Dr. Brown, I don't know if I'm really hallucinating. If I'm hallucinating, am I suffering from murder delusion?"

Without waiting for Dr. Brown to speak, Wen Suli almost dropped her glass to the ground.

Today, she studied and had classes with Xia Chunqi. After the class, she played squash together, ate hamburgers and French fries, and talked and laughed all the time. She envied Xia Chunqi's interesting character and positive attitude towards life, but she didn't expect that Xia Chunqi said that she was attacked by nightmares and that she was suffering from persecution delusion?

Is it true that, as she mentioned in the psychological movies, the more people with psychological problems, the more they pretend to be optimistic?

When Wen Suli was wondering, Dr. Brown said slowly, "when did this nightmare begin?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he bowed his head and thought about it. He hesitated and said, "since I left that man's shackles, I had several nightmares, but it was better later... This time, the nightmares started one night after marriage, and then they harassed me one after another, and the content of the nightmares became more and more weird!"

"So the source of nightmares is still the man who once caught you..." Dr. Brown said here and asked thoughtfully, "does he have all your nightmares?"

"Yes, every time I see it, sometimes my chest is still bleeding, sometimes there is a big hole in my chest, and once it's even more terrible. I dream that all the people around me are him, and countless of them surround me!" With these words, Xia Qiqi took a big sip of chocolate from his cup, trying to calm down his mood.

Dr. Brown quickly picked up the pen and paper, recorded the dreams she said, looked down at the dreams written on the paper, and said with a smile: "Freud once had a detailed analysis of dreams, believing that dreams are the subconscious reaction of human beings, whether you dream that he is bleeding or catching you, or that your subconscious is afraid of being caught by him again, And you suspect that he is lurking around you, so you dream that everyone around you is his face! "

He said here, pause, continue to explain: "you even worry, people around him will not lurk his men, right?"

Early summer seven Leng Leng, subconsciously want to deny, but deny the words to the mouth, actually can't say!

Because Dr. Brown is right. She has always been worried about this. If she just escaped from Pedro and saw him shot by Feng Xun with her own eyes, the nightmares she had were the shadow of Pedro's imprisonment, then she didn't continue to have nightmares later, which actually means that the shadow has been removed

Until she learned that Pedro was not dead at all, and that she destroyed her and Feng Xun's wedding on the spot with the pretense of an illegitimate son, which almost made them become the people behind the joke, who were also Pedro. This double stimulation made her worry rise again.

And when I visited freedom palace in Philadelphia that day, I vaguely felt that Pedro's anxiety reached the peak after he mixed up with tourists and talked to himself!

She couldn't even believe herself, and she couldn't be sure whether she was in a trance or whether Pedro really appeared quietly!

No matter which is possible, I don't want to accept the result!

Dr. Brown didn't seem to be in a hurry to wait for the answer on the seventh day of the summer, but said with a smile, "in fact, it's not surprising that you have this worry. I've heard more strange dreams. In the final analysis, there are fears in my heart that can't be eliminated, so they are revealed through dreams."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and said helplessly, "I also understand. MEG told me that soldiers in the army often suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder. I think I should do the same, but I don't think it's..."

"It's true in psychology that people who have experienced disasters or war scenes are easy to have this kind of psychological barrier to varying degrees!" Dr. Brown nodded a smile, took a sip from his tea cup, and then said with a smile, "but your later nightmare is a long time away from your previous trauma, so it really doesn't belong to this category!"

"What's wrong with me?" The seventh day of the summer could not help leaning over and asked nervously, "can't I really get the delusion of being killed?"

"It's not that serious, but if you're talking about auditory hallucinations, you need to do a neurological examination of the brain first!" When Dr. Brown said this, he took the business card on the table and handed it to her. With a gentle smile, he asked, "do you mind, Mrs. Feng?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he looked at the address of the hospital on his business card for brain nerve examination. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said with a smile, "no, since MEG has introduced you to me, I'm sure you can help me find a good solution!"

"I will. Don't worry. It's rare for me to see MEG ask me something. I'll take it to heart." Dr. Brown nodded slightly, with a firm smile on his lips.

On the seventh day of the summer, she was also relieved. Maybe it was because Dr. Brown's chatting tone was comfortable, her mood relaxed a lot unconsciously, and she even made an appointment with him for the next time. Then she got up and said goodbye to Dr. Brown.

"Madam Feng, psychotherapy is a long process. You took your friends to hide from others today. Do you want to do this in the future?" There was a warm smile on Dr. Brown's face and a caring tone.