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Chapter 88 Consulting

Shishi Mountain, Xin'an County, when the king of Jin Dynasty came, he saw a boy who sang chess and listened to it. The boy used a thing and a stalk, like a date pit, and he did not feel hungry. Soon, the boy said, "Why not go?" He looked up and looked at him, and the axe was broken. After returning, there was no one who was at that time. - "Shu Yi Ji Ren Fang, Liang Dynasty, "Shu Yi Ji"

One day in the middle of the mountain, the world has been in the world for thousands of years.

When Chen An opened his eyes and woke up, looking at the familiar and unchanging dormitory bedroom around him, he suddenly reminded him of the allusion of the Lan Keren. However, the difference between him and the king of Jin people is that his world has not changed, but he has changed.

He walked to the bathroom silently, looked at himself wearing a simple and ancient costume in the mirror hanging on the wall, and unconsciously lifted his long hair that could cover his eyes.

It's around 7 a.m., and there's still a long time before he goes to work. Fortunately, he has finally gotten a process of adapting to the rest of the past two days.

After taking a shower and changing into modern and casual clothes, he threw all the ancient costumes he took into the garbage bag, and then carried them away from the company's dormitory building. Since it was too early, most of the company's employees were still sleeping, so he did not meet a colleague along the way.

Shortly after leaving, he threw away the garbage and found the bus stop. After Chen An took a ride to a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant with a good family reputation. Although he is a person who is not picky about food, anyone who has eaten simple food for a year in ancient times would be unable to help but miss the exquisite modern food.

The business of the tea restaurant is very prosperous. Fortunately, Chen An came early. If he came a few steps late, he might have to wait in line for seats. After the waiter arranged a seat, he lit a pot of Pu'er. He called the aunt who was pushing a cart not far away, and then asked for breakfast after breakfast under the aunt's stunned eyes.

"Young man, can you finish eating so much? Don't waste it!"

"Don't worry, auntie, I will definitely finish eating. Even if I can't finish eating, I can pack it back and serve as breakfast for my friend!"

Facing the aunt's kind reminder, Chen An smiled and waved his hand to express his gratitude.

Rice noodles, chicken feet, ribs, shrimp dumplings, beef loaves... Basically, Chen An in the cart came to serve a few servings, but he suddenly piled up his table with several layers of tall steamers. The spectacular scene attracted the attention of the people around him.

However, Chen An took out his cell phone calmly and searched online for a reliable psychologist from Pengcheng Hospital, while slowly putting it in his mouth with breakfast.

When he finished reading the information and thought about the place to go, all the breakfast on the table was wiped out. Chen An, who was only half full, had to go down, and the cart-pushing eyes came to call the cart aunt to order the breakfast on the table. For a moment, many men and women in the crowd watched took out their mobile phones and pointed it at Chen An to take pictures. He seemed very interested in Chen An, a rare "big eater" in life.

Chen An doesn't like to be watched, but in this era of information development and entertainment until death, people often like to shoot and share any interesting things around them with their friends around them. If there is a bit of hype, it is easy to produce a group of so-called Internet celebrities.

Fortunately, the person in charge of the tea restaurant came forward to maintain order, which made the diners around no longer blatantly watch Chen An.

After half of the breakfast table again, Chen An called the waiter to check out. I wonder if he had eaten too much, the person in charge of the tea restaurant even came forward to give him a 100% discount and said that Chen An would be welcomed to come again at any time.

After leaving the tea restaurant, there was a subway nearby that led to the place he wanted to go, but before going there, he went to the barber shop to cut his hair short and cleaned it up.

Chen An ended up not going to the hospital, but chose a special psychological counseling institution.

He did not expect that the cost of psychological counseling would be quite expensive. Among the available psychological counselors, the highest cost even reached 3,000/hour at one point, while the price of counselors with low reputation was generally between 300-800/hour.

With the attitude of solving psychological problems as soon as possible, he chose the most expensive counselor in luxury, but the other party needed to queue up to make an appointment, and he might not be able to queue up in the past two days. In desperation, he had to choose an equally senior idle counselor recommended by the institution.

The consultant's surname is Wang. He is a middle-aged man in his forties. He looks quite gentle and his words and deeds give people a very comfortable feeling.

After a brief contact and communication, he asked Chen An about his psychological problems.

Of course, Chen An could not explicitly state that he had strange time travel ability, otherwise the consultant might directly regard him as a mental illness.

So he used dreams to replace his experience of traveling through time.

After listening to Chen An's experience patiently, Consultant Wang thought in his heart whether Chen An was suffering from delusional mental disorder, because it is difficult for ordinary people to describe such a real "story" in such detail as Chen An.

When Consultant Wang planned to solve Chen An's psychological problems through cognitive behavioral therapy, Chen An keenly realized that Consultant Wang might have had some misunderstandings about his story.

"Doctor Wang, please pause. If you assume that everything that happened in my dream is real, then what psychological problems did I have in my dream?"

"...Suppose everything that happens in your dream is the real situation, according to the characteristics of personality and behavior, I think you should have suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder." Dr. Wang said for a moment of silence.

"Is there a solution?" Chen An said directly.

“Based on current evidence-based medicine…”

Immediately afterwards, Consultant Wang said a long section of special terms that Chen An could not understand in medicine. Perhaps he noticed that Chen An seemed to understand but not understand. Consultant Wang finally summarized a few points.

Patients need a safe and good environment, a normal and regular lifestyle, and at the same time, they can slowly return to normal through continuous psychological treatment and drug assistance.

Chen An nodded, indicating that he had roughly understood what Consultant Wang meant.

If he had been living in modern society like a normal person, his psychological problems would sooner or later be cured, but he could not do this.

At the end of the consultation, Consultant Wang prescribed some prescription drugs for him, which were all related to calming down depression and told him that it was best to take time to undergo psychological treatment frequently.

"Doctor Wang, I know it may be difficult for you to believe that a dream will have such a great impact on people, but I think we will meet often in the future. In order not to affect my psychological treatment, I need you to fully understand my situation..."

Before standing up from the seat and preparing to leave, Chen An suddenly said seriously.

"Mr. Chen, please tell me."

Consultant Wang smiled politely.

"I once said that I have killed many people in my dreams... but you must not know how terrifying I am after killing so many people, right?"

Chen An gradually became colder, and the temperature in the entire office dropped a little.

"And I want to show you the other side of me."
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