Originally, the mental hospital in the city was moved to the northern suburbs, adjacent to a high mountain range, which is cool and pleasant in summer. It's just inaccessible, there are no residential areas, and there are few people except for the staff and patients in the mental hospital. From afar, there is a clear blue sky, like a huge curtain, soaked in ink, pouring high and rendering a beautiful scene.

Lu Xifei remembered that when she went to visit Lu Guiping with Qiao Yixia, she only felt that the past was vivid.

The patients were neatly dressed in blue and white striped hospital gowns, some looked lifeless and lifeless, pulled by the nurses like marionettes, and some were screaming as if they were not in a hospital, but in a cage.

Feng Yueju was transferred to the Mental Health Research Center, and he had already changed from deputy director to director, and his photo was hung in the most conspicuous position in the famous medical hall on the first floor of the hospital, with a big "chief psychiatric expert" written on it.

She has two years to reach retirement age, but she has responded to the sentence that she should be old and strong, her spirit is so tight, she is wearing a white coat, a pair of reading glasses, and her legs and feet are also very neat.

"Professor Lu, in fact, I have already made it very clear to you on the phone, I don't know why you don't believe what I say, but other than that, I really have nothing to say." Feng Yueju pushed the frame of her glasses, shrugged, and sighed.

"Director Feng, I'm here this time just to ask you a few questions."

"Professor Lu, we don't talk darkly, and with your status, we won't be idle enough to come here to talk to me, so if you still have any questions, just ask."

The woolen coat that Lucy wore was a new model that Burberry had just launched, and the version looked very simple, and there was no corset design, except for the golden buttons that shone in the skylight, giving people a sense of suffocation that was almost cramped. Her hair was draped vertically, and the rouge lipstick matched her fair complexion, giving her a look that was different from that of mortals.

"Director Feng came to work here after graduating from graduate school at the age of twenty-five, and it has been until now, a full thirty-five years."

"Yes." She has dedicated almost her life to this hospital.

"Director Feng, you majored in psychology when you were in college, and speaking of which, we can be regarded as peers."

Feng Yueju nodded, they do spiritual research work, and learning psychology well is the foundation, although Lu Xifei is her late generation in terms of age, but her attainments in the field of psychology should not be underestimated. She's a rising star that makes it hard for their older generation of psychology researchers to keep up with her. Feng Yueju is also a fan of Lu Xifei, and has read all her works, among which the two books "Twelve Mystery Dreams" and "Easy Things" have helped her a lot.

If it weren't for the reason for the meeting and the scene being too depressing, Feng Yueju thought, she might have been overjoyed.

"I have just come all the way, I have seen a lot of patients, they are either depressed or extremely excited, I want to know, Director Feng has ever felt powerless when facing these patients?"

"Well, everything is just a habit...... These patients are also very pitiful and need our guidance and care. ”

Luci nodded and said, "So, in your medical career, have you encountered any illness that you feel is the 'most difficult'?" ”

Feng Yueju's face sank, and then he said lightly: "Yes." Last year, a pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came, the mother-in-law suffered from depression, always changed the way to seek death, was quite resistant to the hospital, felt that the daughter-in-law was vicious, could not tolerate her savings, and felt that the son was a white-eyed wolf, married the daughter-in-law and forgot his mother, not only that, but also violent tendencies, which once made the nurses collapse......"

"Then Director Feng, in addition to these habitual diseases, haven't you encountered any incurable diseases?" Luci paused deliberately before saying, "I mean, that, only once, oh I mean, even once. ”

Feng Yueju bit her lower lip, looked at Lu Xihuan's gaze very easily, and said with a smile, "No." Professor Lu, you are different from those of us in that we deal with a □□wide variety of patients every day, while you focus more on academic research. Actually, you may not know, the rare diseases in the book are really rare, most people, I mean most people, they are generally suffering from such as insomnia, depression, schizophrenia, if you don't believe it, you can also ask the doctors in other departments, we really rarely encounter incurable diseases. The real difficulty is often how to heal. ”

Lu Xi softened the expression on his face, looked at Feng Yueju who was drinking tea from the cup, and said, "Director Feng, I don't doubt what you mean, I just want to know about the current trend of frequent diseases." ”

Feng Yueju put down the cup in her hand, unconsciously covered her mouth and smiled, shook her head and said it was okay.

"Director Feng, I heard that there is a diagnosis and treatment room in the hospital, which is specially used for patients suffering from schizophrenia, and the effect is excellent, can you take me to visit it?"

"Oh, of course! However, it is not under my control, and I have to submit the application in advance the day before using it, so I will go and talk to the person in charge there, and there should be no problem. ”

Unlike other nursing homes, the top floor of this hospital is not the director's office, but only a small treatment room, and the top floor is arranged to have a completely warm and rustic feel, even the walls are not pure white in the ordinary sense, painted with light orange paint, and filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The person in charge of the management of the clinic was a middle-aged man in his early thirties, and when he saw that it was Lu Xifei, he thought he was going to investigate some case, so he didn't think much about it, so he agreed.

"Director Feng, I didn't expect you to bring Professor Lu today, what a big surprise! How dare I not open the door! The man smiled and said, but anyone whose work has something to do with psychology is afraid that there is no one who doesn't know Lu Xifei.

"You hairy boys, typical appearance associations." Feng Yueju jokingly glanced at the male doctor, and then said to Lu Xifei or the male doctor, "The last time I came with that little girl, you didn't ...... yet."

Speaking of this, Feng Yueju seemed to realize something, her voice stopped abruptly, her fists clenched, she smiled awkwardly, looked at Lu Xifei beside her, and explained: "Last time, there was an underage girl who also suffered from depression, and she was pitiful. Lu Xifei didn't say much, politely raised the corners of his mouth, and didn't ask.

"Xiao Cui, why are you stunned, don't you close the door quickly!"

"Hmm...... Pander to? The male doctor froze in place with the key.

"Hey, look at me, I'm telling you to open the door quickly, don't let Professor Lu wait here."

To Feng Yueju's surprise, Lu Xifei didn't stay long, and left after only a quarter of an hour. Looking at the back of her leaving, Feng Yueju raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat on her forehead. When Lu Xifei called herself, she didn't beat around the bush, and asked Qiao Yixia about all kinds of things when she was admitted to the hospital, and a stream that had been moistening her heart for a long time was gently stirred up and rippled, so that she had to pass a false text. But this time, Lu Xi came and didn't mention Qiao Yixia a word, which made Feng Yueju feel strange. She had a very strong feeling that the incident was about to quietly surface after thousands of days and nights.

Walking on the road, Lu Xifei couldn't help frowning when he thought back to the general manager when he talked to Feng Yueju just now. Qiē seemed to be in her expectations, but it was not in her expectations.

Feng Yueju has a problem, and there is a big problem.

First of all, when she asked if she had encountered incurable diseases, Feng Yueju repeatedly emphasized that she had not, and also provided specific information, indicating that she could ask others for verification. This sounds like Feng Yueju is looking for arguments to make the argument more credible. But psychologically speaking, if you emphasize it too much, it is an abnormal way of expression. In general, people's verbal communication is always based on the needs of the other person as much as possible, and does not provide information that is not needed. Too much emphasis on authenticity reveals deception.

Secondly, Feng Yueju inadvertently covered her mouth and laughed in later conversations, in psychological research, people who make this kind of laughter are usually shy and introverted, but they generally do not confide their true thoughts to them lightly, so when they make this kind of laughter, the words in their mouths are often very unreliable.

Feng Yueju herself is also an expert in psychiatry, so she will not have any understanding of these, perhaps it is because she realized that her appearance is very abnormal, so when she took Lu Xifei to the clinic later, she was in a tense state, so she frequently made mistakes. Or it can't be said to be a slip of the tongue, but a mouthful.

If Lu Xifei is not mistaken, the "little girl" in Feng Yueju's mouth refers to Qiao Yixia. Otherwise, she didn't have to say anything at all and stopped in a panic, and she could have continued. And later it was even more obvious, she was obviously going to open the door, but she said that it was closing, which made her heart undoubted.

Sigmund Freud said that wrong behavior, such as saying and hearing wrong, is actually an expression of the heart's desire. People who say the wrong things often make excuses for themselves such as "accidentally" and "not sincerely", when in fact, these accidentally said the wrong things are what she really wants to say.

Lucy thought that she must have had a miserable time when she couldn't investigate Qiao Yixia's traces at all.

Maybe clutching his hair tightly and shrinking into the corner, constantly thinking about who he really is.

Maybe he strangled his hand because he wanted to break free while being sedated.

Maybe in countless nights she didn't know, she quietly shed hot tears.