Fang Monan sat in a wheelchair with her arms on the armrests of the wheelchair and crossed her hands, she did not answer Dr. Yang's words, "It has been a year since he moved to a new house, and during this time, the symptoms have become more serious. Well! It turned out to be just sad and sad, and I was a little depressed, but now ......?"

If Fang Monan's words just now made people feel incredible, now even Yuan Zhaoting stared at him with a big eye, a shocked face, because today is the first time they have met, and she has only been in Hong Kong for less than a month, "You...... You...... How do you know that Zhanyi changed to a new house a year ago? ”

"How do you know, his symptoms have been much worse in the past year, and he has committed suicide three times." Dr. Yang clutched the armrest of the wheelchair, and he couldn't hide the pig's face.

"Isn't that going to be calculated?" Yuan Zhaoting asked in surprise.

"Push me to the bedside." Fang Monan said, and directly ordered, He Junyao pushed her to the side of the bed.

"Alas!" The others stretched out their hands to stop them, but Yuan Zhaoying sat on the single sofa and said with a smile, "She is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, Hu Lao, he is really a blessing for him to treat your son." ”

Hu Lao just wanted to say something, but Yuan Zhaoting shook his head at him, "Miss Fang, what you just said is accurate." ”

Hu Lao suddenly gave up and sat back on the sofa.

He Junyao pushed Fang Monan to the bedside, Fang Monan grabbed the patient's wrist, it was easier than she imagined, she thought she couldn't break the sick arm!

After about five minutes, Fang Mo Nanmo rubbed his chin and said solemnly, "Hmm! Congratulations, you're going to be a dad. ”

Before the patient could speak, Hu Lao, who was sitting on the sofa, jumped over. This stretches out his hand neatly, but it doesn't look old at all. He yelled at Fang Monan, "Nonsense! My son is not married and has no girlfriend, and he doesn't even have normal sex with men and women right now! "If it weren't for the fact that the little girl was young, her temper would have been slapped away a long time ago, and she would have been much more restrained when she got older. But no matter how you say it, he also fought in the sea of corpses and blood. This anger, the air around him seemed to be condensed, and a strand of murderous aura like a substance spread towards Fang Monan and them.

Fang Monan was still smiling like a flower. looked at him lightly and calmly. His anger seemed to fall on deaf ears.

He Junyao also did not hide his breath, and released it lightly, making Hu Lao stunned and shocked.

Fang Monan said with his chin in his hand. "Who said that only women can have children."

"Poof...... Ahem," Yuan Zhaoting coughed in shock. They were dumbfounded when they heard Fang Menan's diagnosis. "Miss Fang, you first find out that Hu Zhanyi is a man."

"Quacks! I can't even tell the difference between men and women. A low, hoarse voice sounded very abruptly.

"Yi'er, you're finally willing to speak." Hu Lao sat on the hospital bed excitedly, stretching out his hands because he wanted to hug his son.

His son was sick. I rarely speak, and no one cares, or I talk to myself, saying that it is boring to live, and it is better to die. scared so much that this father's heart almost didn't stop. From there, he stopped working in the triad's torture hall and left it to the people below. In fact, it is impossible for people to go out to fight and kill when they are old, so they become the elders of the torture hall.

As the name suggests, the Torture Hall deals with the matter of punishment, and the orders of the Torture Hall are carried out by the Outer Eight Halls. Only an old man who has experienced blood and fire can shock everyone.

He has a son who can support his old age, and he is lucky compared to others who have not died well and are miserable in their later years. Although he had a son in middle age, he did not raise a gentleman, but his son was quite competitive, graduated from the University of Hong Kong seriously, and although he also joined the gang after graduation, he was engaged in a serious career after bleaching. Supposedly, he had nothing more to ask for.

But at this moment, my son suffered from depression, and he had to die at every turn, and he really felt that the sky was falling, and he lost his son in his old age, could it be that when he was young, he had made too many killings, and retribution was coming. Whenever I dream back at midnight, I always wonder if I have killed too many people, and my heart is really broken for my son.

Fang Menan looked at the excited old man, judging from his face, he was poor in his childhood, although he was rich and noble in his later years, he was also miserable all his life: he lost his mother in childhood, his wife in middle age, and his son in his old age. The first two things, the old man has experienced them, and now! If the patient can't be cured, then the loss of a child in old age is really going to be experienced again.

"Hmmm! I also know that I am a man, and I can respond to other people's words, which is not hopeless. Fang Menan tilted his head and said with a smile.

"Quack!" He mocked in a muffled voice, and then raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, like blue waves with clear eyes, filled with a faint and sweet smile, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon, as if it could drive away all the gloom. There seemed to be a calming and serene magic in her.

"Doctor Fang, how should my son's disease be treated?" Hu Lao is now completely convinced, in such a short time, he can make his son speak twice, he is a capable person, although uh! It's a young age.

Fang Monan put down his hand, found a comfortable position, leaned on the wheelchair behind him and said, "Brother He, find a chair and sit down." "It's going to be a long time.

He Junyao took the soft chair placed on the edge of the bed and sat next to Fang Monan, and braked the wheelchair with the handbrake first, although this was in the room, in fact, there was no need.

Fang Monan leaned on the back of the wheelchair, put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, sat down steadily, and said, "How can Western medicine explain depression!" ”

Dr. Yang raised his head and chest, which involves his professional field, and he can't care about this face, "So far, the etiology and pathogenesis of depression are not clear, and there are no obvious signs and laboratory indicators abnormal. In a nutshell, it is the result of the interaction of biological, psychological, socio-cultural factors. There are genetic, biochemical, and psychological factors. ”

After a pause, Dr. Yang continued, "Depression is a common "psychiatric" disease in modern society, and its main manifestations are: depressed mood, discouragement, lack of interest, self-blame, self-abandonment, slow thinking, poor eating and sleeping, not liking the sun, negative avoidance of the world - even suicidal thoughts, and excessive thinking - worrying about various diseases and even feeling unwell, etc. ”

Fang Monan, the god stick, began to flicker, "If you look at it from the point of view of traditional Chinese medicine, all of what Dr. Yang said can be classified as 'emotional illness', which belongs to the category of 'depression' as the ancients. "The crisp voice is so penetrating.

Regarding the statement of "Yu", there are many discussions in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and many subsequent pharmacopoeias. One of the most important is the "depression" caused by emotions and the five organs. Fang Menan looked at them and asked, "Do you know the Seven Emotions and Five Aspirations?" ”

"We all know that there are seven emotions and six desires." Yuan Zhaoting put his legs folded on the coffee table, leaned comfortably on the brown leather sofa behind him, and said idly.

Seeing that everyone in the ward had a tendency to talk for a long time, the nanny brought coffee, and when it was handed to He Junyao and Fang Monan, He Junyao said, "She drinks juice, and I drink tea." ”

"Sister-in-law Hua, go change." Hu Laoyi waved his hand.

"Okay." The nanny Hua sister-in-law retreated, quickly took a glass of juice and a cup of tea, put them on the bedside table, and quietly retreated.

He Junyao handed the juice to Fang Monan, and Fang Monan gently took two sips of juice.

"The so-called 'emotion' is seven emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sadness, fear, and shock. Five aspirations: a combination of joy, anger, sorrow, thought, and fear." Yuan Zhaoying picked up the juice and took a sip, "I'm right. ”

"Yes!" Fang Monan nodded and said, "The Seven Emotions seem to 'contain' the Five Aspirations, but in fact, the Seven Emotions and the Five Aspirations are different!" The seven emotions are the 'emotions' that are expressed on the 'outside', and the five emotions are the 'wills' hidden in the 'inside'. Of course, they also have something in common - they are all 'metaplasia' of the functions of the five organs. Specifically, the heart is happy, the liver is angry, the lungs are worried, the spleen is thinking, and the kidneys are fearful. ”

"People don't live in emotions, few people can really understand this sentence. In fact, if a person can live less in emotions in life, the popularity will naturally be very good, and at the same time, it is also very beneficial to health and intelligence, so everyone must learn to have a 'turnaround' in their hearts immediately when the emotions 'come' - self-regulate the bad emotions into good thoughts. For example, if you find that you are in a traffic jam, you should be anxious and anxious, but it is not difficult to turn these into good ideas. ”

"It's actually good to get stuck in traffic, just enough to take a break." Yuan Zhaoying was very good, and then Fang Monan's words were said, and his voice sounded sweetly, very happy.

"For example, when you go out and encounter heavy rain and find that you don't have an umbrella, many people will be very annoyed, and even scold God, in fact, whether you are annoyed, complaining about the heavens and curses, the rain should still fall, why not self-regulate in your heart." Fang Menan gave another example.

"Tell yourself, 'Amitabha, it's so good, it's raining, and the air is much fresher!'. The breadth and narrowness of the world are all created by oneself, and if you are attached to a certain realm, you will be in the current sea of suffering in that realm, and the pure land in the world is actually in the consciousness of every moment. Yuan Zhaoying clasped his hands together, looked like a monk who had attained the Tao, and said philosophical words.

"The story of half a bottle of water." Yuan Zhaoting said with a smile.

The story of half a bottle of water, as we all know, two travelers have been walking in the desert for several days, and they are not carrying much water, and one of them saw that he had half a bottle of water, so he said sadly, "Hey, there is only half a bottle of water left!" The other man saw his half bottle of water and was surprised and said, "Ah, there is still half a bottle of water!" The result of the story is that the traveler who said he had only half a bottle of water died of thirst in the desert, and the traveler who said he had half a bottle of water finally found an oasis.

"Optimism and open-mindedness can make people stronger in many cases, but there are limits to how much you can be stronger. Sometimes what we need more is calmness - whether you are sad or not, the desert is there, and it will not come or go; Happy or not, the oasis is there, not far or close. Yuan Zhaoting said objectively and coldly.

"Humph! Who can be like you, calmly not like ordinary people. Yuan Zhaoying said darkly.

"That is, without this mental quality, we can't be the boss of a gang." Yuan Zhaoting said wildly and confidently. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )

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