"Interesting, if you are willing to teach me the piano, I can become a virtuoso, and I will want to go all over the world and perform with different people."

"Do you men think so?"

Bai Lu was a little impatient, and suddenly wanted to stand up and leave.

"No, no, no, I'm not going to be a virtuoso, am I? So the essence of otaku has remained unchanged for thousands of years. ”

It's thrilling. Mu Chun sighed secretly.

"Well, I don't think it's necessary to be out all day, even if it's performing in a nearby city, he doesn't want me around right now."

Bai Lu's gaze dimmed, and gradually her voice became much softer, she didn't cry, but took out a tissue and wiped it at the corner of her eye, and then picked up the tissue and pinched it in the palm of her hand.

"Is there anything wrong with your husband? I mean a lot of it has to do with emotions and accumulated stress, do you have anything particularly upset about, or pain that you want to say but can't? ”

Bai Lu shook his head, "I don't hate him, I think he also wants to make me more face, after all, he always felt that he couldn't make me proud of him, but now it's different, he has long become my pride, but on this proud road, he seems to be going farther and farther, but I can't blame him, right?" ”

"You're a good girl."

Before Mu Chun's words fell, Bai Lu immediately shook her head desperately, "No, I'm not, I'm not a good girl." ”

After shaking his head frantically and tears welling up, Mu Chun could only look at Bai Lu in a daze. Afterwards, Bai Lu didn't want to say anything, but politely asked Mu Chun to prescribe some painkillers for her, "I think I can only go here today, I don't know what to say." ”

It's hard because it has real pain, probably and our brain, so there are theories that pain comes from the brain.

There is something called or called in our body, which is very high in the cerebral cortex and synapses, which are responsible for transmitting neuronal signals and are a messenger that produces pleasant emotions. In some people, the level in the brain is abnormal, and people become particularly sensitive to pain, and at this time, there will be various pain symptoms for no reason, not only the back will hurt, but also the patient will feel headache, headache for no reason, ankle pain, pain to the point that he can't walk at all, but he can't find any pathological cause. Maybe that's the case for you. ”

"Why is this a problem?" Bai Lu asked.

"There are many reasons, such as family changes, career setbacks, broken love, the death of a loved one, etc., and everyone has a different view on everything.

When you feel uncomfortable, it manifests as some physical symptoms, and pain is a very common physical reaction that changes with mood and mood changes. ”

Bai Lu seemed to understand whether she understood or not, but she had a feeling that this doctor seemed to really want to help her, of course, maybe because the way this doctor looked at her now seemed to be more than the way a doctor looked at a patient.

I only heard Mu Chun say again, "Some people have been deeply affected for more than ten years or even decades, but they have not noticed, the pain may be a physical protest, we need to listen to what it wants to say, and what it is not satisfied with." ”

Mu Chun knew the importance of accepting it when he saw it and making an appointment for the next treatment, which Chu Xiaofeng had repeatedly emphasized in class.

The symptoms of psychosomatic patients are often very complex, and psychosologists need to be able to know what their patients are going through, as well as to grasp the patient's emotional changes, and if the treatment is progressing too quickly, the patient may feel that he is too stupid to say so much to a doctor.

Appropriately suspending treatment and discussing the next outpatient time with the patient can not only let the patient know that his condition is not formed overnight and still need patient treatment, but also allow the patient to pay more attention to his or her own condition after the treatment, so that he can better cooperate with the doctor and improve his condition during the next treatment.

Psychosomatic patients need doctors to find ways to engage them in understanding their own condition and make them aware of the need to be the one who can help them.

Bai Lu had promised to come to the hospital again next Monday at this time, Mu Chun prescribed some sleep aids and painkillers to Bai Lu, and suggested that she try to listen to some soothing music or play some soothing music at night to help her fall asleep.

Bai Lu shook her head, saying that her sleep was getting worse and worse, especially when the pain occurred, she often couldn't fall asleep until the second half of the night, and she had also thought of many methods, some of which were useful and some of which were not.

Mu Chun promised Bai Lu that next Monday, he would accompany her to talk about insomnia, and Bai Lu nodded.

After leaving the Garden Bridge Hospital, Bai Lu drove to a music school, saying that it was a music school, but in fact, it was not the same thing as a formal college like the Conservatory of Music, this music school was mainly to design some music courses, as well as plan some music-related activities.

Ten years ago, Bai Lu was a well-known performer, but now he can only teach children a few years old, and sometimes it depends on the faces of parents.

After drinking a cup of coffee in the shopping mall next door to the hospital at noon and swallowing a pill of pain medicine, Bai Lu sent a message to her husband He Ping, who had already posted two Weibo posts in the morning, saying that he was going to perform in Busan tonight, and also took a photo of himself eating rice cake hot pot.

It looks proud and handsome.

Cut.

Bai Lu quit Weibo, and He Ping quickly replied to the message, "Baby, I didn't know before, there are so many people here in Busan who like jazz, do you want me to bring something back to you, bag or mask?" ”

Bai Lu smiled, it seemed that she had a husband who was very good to him, and she was also a well-known trumpet player, but she knew in her heart that the relationship between her and He Ping was not the same as in the past.

After eating a Japanese-style beef rice and buying a cup of coffee, plus the newly obtained painkillers, I wanted to go to the classroom to rest for half an hour at noon, but the so-called principal in charge of teaching gave Bai Lu a plan.

"What is this?" Bai Lu asked with a frown.

The headmaster was an elderly woman, who looked to be nearly 60 years old, but she was dressed very young, and Bai Lu planned to see what a mess of things.