Chapter 315: The Drawbridge Effect

What's that?"

Doctor Liu was stunned, waved his hand and said, "Don't change the topic, we are now discussing the issue of Qian Shucheng's discharge!"

Fei Nan smiled slightly, already knowing it.

Dr. Liu did not answer the question directly, his tone became a little irritated, and most importantly, he did not look directly into Feinan's eyes, but moved down and looked down to the right, which indicated that he was weak.

"And what if I insist?" asked Fernan, laughing.

Dr. Liu's face changed, he slapped the record book, snorted coldly and said, "He is the patient you are responsible for, you are responsible for him, if you insist on going your own way, I can't help it, but you have to think about how to explain it to the dean!"

With that, he turned away and walked towards the office.

He meant to be subdued.

Feinan looked at his back, shook his head and smiled.

It seems that this colleague of his also has a lot of secrets!

Pushing open the door of the consultation room, Fei Nan saw Zhang Mingzhu kneeling in front of Qian Shucheng and crying, while Qian Shucheng looked sad and angry, but there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes.

Seeing Fei Nan push the door in, Zhang Mingzhu hurriedly turned to him and pleaded: "Doctor Liang, I know it's wrong, I'm confused for a while, I don't dare anymore, you can help me persuade Ah Cheng!"

"You get up first. ”

Fernan closed the door and walked to the couch.

Zhang Mingzhu turned to Qian Shucheng with some fear, crying and begging: "Ah Cheng, you can beat me, scold me, send me to prison, as long as you don't leave me, you can let me do anything, I beg you, Ah Cheng ......"

Qian Shucheng tilted his face to the side, his fists clenched stiffly, and his eyes were red.

"Get up!"

Fernan sat down on the couch across from him and raised his voice.

Zhang Mingzhu didn't dare to disobey Fernan's intentions, so he hurriedly wiped his tears and got up.

"You go out first, I'll have a few words with Qian Shucheng. ”

Zhang Mingzhu looked at Qian Shucheng worriedly, glanced at Fei Nan quickly, and turned around and walked out of the treatment room.

When she went out, Qian Shucheng's tense body collapsed instantly, his lips trembled, and when he closed his eyes, he cried out with a whimper.

Fernan waited quietly for him to make him cry enough.

After crying for about ten minutes, Qian Shucheng wiped away his tears and snot, exhaled a few breaths, and sighed to the sky.

"What do you think?"

Only then did Feinan ask him.

Looking to the side with a gloomy face, his eyes lowered, Qian Shucheng muttered: "She has never done anything wrong......

Fei Nan tilted his head helplessly, and reached out to press his temple.

He had a bit of a headache.

It's really the same rice to raise a hundred kinds of people! Can you endure this?

Fei Nan finally knew what it meant to mourn his misfortune and hate it.

Qian Shucheng also knew that he was in a bag, grinning, and his eyes were red.

"Dr. Liang, I know that I am unproductive, I am a waste, but what can I do? After all, she is my wife who has been with me for more than ten years......

He covered his face and whimpered: "Everyone has their own difficulties, I have become like this now, I have lost my job, my body has collapsed, and I am a waste person when I go out." ”

"My house is joint property of husband and wife, and the mortgage has not been paid off, if I send her to jail, the bank will take back my house, and I will have to sleep on the streets......"

Fenan listened to his chatter and wanted to go up and slap him twice to wake him up.

Calm down! Calm down!

Be professional! You're a doctor! Show your empathy!

Fei Nan forced himself to come to his senses, trying to analyze his current thoughts from Qian Shucheng's standpoint.

The hatred of killing one's father and the hatred of taking one's wife are the two most unacceptable hatreds for a man who has received Confucian education.

And Qian Shucheng, knowing that his wife betrayed him and even wanted to kill himself, was still thinking about his future life, which was not only because of rational thinking, but also because this stupid man still loved that woman.

Is there anything more in this world?

"You still love her, don't you?"

Fei Nan asked him helplessly.

Qian Shucheng's head was buried deeper, like a helpless ostrich.

Suppressed cries came from between his legs, and he cried for a few more minutes before he wiped his tears and looked up and said, "Dr. Liang, do you know? I've been here for almost a year, and I've had a total of 5 electroshock treatments, you should know how painful it is." ”

"For a long time, I've survived by thinking about her......"

"I'm just a wreck, I'm just unproductive, but I just love her, I can't fool myself, I forgive her!"

Get!

Fei Nan rolled his eyes inwardly.

This is the reconstruction of self-perception and the deepening of the drawbridge effect, unless this guy is electrocuted dozens or hundreds of times and rebuilds his cognition at the same time, he is completely hopeless.

Cognition refers to a person's cognition and perception of a thing or an object, perception of oneself, thoughts of people, awareness of the environment and perception of things, and so on.

Cognitive reconstruction, on the other hand, is to change the patient's perception and attitude towards the past, people, or things to change the psychological problems presented.

People's cognition will gradually change with age and the growth of what they have seen, but the older they are, the more they have seen and heard, and the frequency of change will be lower.

People can change and repair their cognition through self-regulation, and only when there is a cognitive misalignment, will they need the assistance of professionals to reconstruct cognition.

Because after cognitive misalignment, people often fail to realize their mistakes, but will deepen their misunderstandings over and over again, causing them to fall deeper and deeper, which is also the reason why some depressions will gradually worsen.

As for the drawbridge effect, it is a special phenomenon and a kind of cognitive misalignment.

It refers to the fact that when a person crosses a suspension bridge with fear, their heart will involuntarily beat faster. If you happen to meet another person at this time, then he will mistakenly interpret the rapid heartbeat caused by this situation as a physiological reaction of the other person to make his heart move, so he will develop feelings of love for the other person.

This is a typical phenomenon of miscognizing physiological manifestations as subjective psychology.

In other words, even if Qian Shucheng didn't love his wife Zhang Mingzhu at all before he was admitted to the hospital, but in the past nearly a year, under the condition of being followed and tortured by those terrible fogs all day long, he relied on missing Zhang Mingzhu to support him, so Zhang Mingzhu has become his psychological support and a deepening cognition.

He would think that Zhang Mingzhu survived with him.

Especially those electroconvulsive treatments, for patients who do not know about electroconvulsive treatment, that kind of treatment is no less than going to the gallows, going to the electrotorture chair, and cutting off the head.

The cognitive reconstruction done in that situation is already quite solid.

I'm afraid that in Qian Shucheng's view, Zhang Mingzhu is already equivalent to a couple who have died five times in the same life and death together, how can he give up such a lover?

No wonder he wanted to commit suicide last night, Zhang Mingzhu's desire to kill him obviously hit him much harder than Fei Nan expected.

However, it is also thanks to him that he has done such a cognitive reconstruction, otherwise he probably would not have hesitated at all last night, and jumped down directly.

"Alas......"

Fernan sighed.

There is no solution to this situation for the time being, and it can only be calmed down by time to let Qian Shucheng repair the wrong cognition by himself.

Scratching the back of his head irritably, Fernan regretted it a little.

If I knew that psychiatrists were so troublesome, why not go to the otolaryngology department and dig up earwax?

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