Chapter 11 Uncle, Are You Anxious?
"Uncle, this is a psychological science consultation room, not a fortune teller, and there is no fortune teller."
Chen Yu explained while observing the old man's face.
The old man's face was ridiculously good.
It is the only house of life that represents the recent fortune.
There was a bad omen.
"What is psychological science?"
The old man looked dazed.
Chen Yu patiently explained: "Psychological science, also known as psychology, is a type of medical treatment. ”
"The psychologist observes and analyzes the patient's limbs, mental activities, etc."
"Helping patients with mental illness."
"So this is the clinic?"
The old man didn't seem to understand.
There was a deep disappointment on his face.
Just now, the old man passed by the door of the store.
I feel refreshed.
The tension that has been wrapping around me for many days disappeared without a trace in an instant.
After taking a few steps forward, the tension returned.
When I returned to the front of the store, my body and mind were refreshed.
The old man guessed that there must be a mystery in the store.
I never thought it was a clinic.
Chen Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Uncle is not wrong to say so, since you are here, why don't I help you see your illness?" ”
"Forget it, I'll look on the street again."
As he spoke, the old man turned to leave.
"Uncle, you can't find those people, I'm afraid they won't be able to come back in a few years."
Hearing this, the old man immediately stopped.
turned around and stared at Chen Yu with a strange expression.
"Young man, do you know who I'm going to?"
"Of course."
Chen Yu smiled faintly.
"The Heavenly Master you are looking for, the Master presiding, all went in to do team building more than a week ago."
"They're in?!"
The old man was shocked.
No wonder I walked back and forth on Hefang Street many times.
Not a single fortune teller saw it.
After working together for a long time, they all went to prison to eat.
"Feudal superstition is unacceptable, only by believing in science can you cure your disease."
In addition to tourists, Hefang Street is also full of a large number of unlearned and unskilled Jianghu gods.
Tourists fall for scams from time to time.
In light of this.
The departments concerned have launched a vigorous special campaign to crack down on feudal superstition.
Here's why.
Chen Yu was beaten to death and did not admit that he knew how to use spells and look at appearances.
Once you admit it, you may have to go in and step on the sewing machine.
"But I'm not sick."
"No, you're sick."
Chen Yu showed a serious face.
It was pointed out that the elderly suffered from severe anxiety disorders.
"Am I anxious?"
After hearing this, the old man was even more confused.
The son has a successful career, and the grandson has excellent academic performance.
The house is large and wide, and the bank deposit is tens of millions.
Although my wife left early, there are still a lot of empathetic square dancing old ladies around me.
I don't know how moisturizing my life is.
How can you be anxious.
Chen Yu smiled and said: "One of the jobs of our psychologists is to help patients discover the mental illness hidden in their hearts and give the most timely treatment. ”
"You don't feel like you're mentally ill, but you don't know you've been sick for years."
Seeing what Chen Yu said, the old man also muttered in his heart.
"Uncle, is it inconvenient for Fang to tell me, your name?"
Previously, Chen Yu helped Zhou Kexin and Sakura change their lives.
The merit and luck he gained directly made him jump from an ordinary person to the early stage of qi refining.
The old man has a bloody disaster.
It is said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.
Chen Yu doesn't want a seventh-level floating slaughter.
As long as merit is lucky.
The merit and luck of saving someone's life must never be less.
"My name is Zhang Qingshan."
After the old man finished speaking, he asked unconfidently, "Do I really have anxiety?" ”
"Your son never got married, are you anxious?"
"Anxiety."
Zhang Qingshan said without thinking.
"When you were in your thirties, your son finally got married and had children, and he divorced due to emotional problems, are you anxious?"
"Anxiety."
"Recently, I have had nightmares, dreaming that a family died in Huangquan, are you anxious?"
"Jiao...... How do you know so much about my family? ”
Zhang Qingshan looked like a ghost.
Chen Yu said he was not a fortune teller.
How do you know everything?
"Through communicating with patients, we can indirectly understand the personal and family situation of patients, which is a necessary ability for our psychologists."
Chen Yu said it as a matter of course.
"But I only said my name."
Zhang Qingshan was completely at a loss.
Fortune tellers tell fortunes.
Also ask about the eight characters of the birthday, and take a look at the palmistry and face.
Chen Yu, a psychiatrist, only learned a name.
Can you see so many things?
After thinking about it, Zhang Qingshan glanced at the direction of the door.
"Are you afraid of being arrested, so you disguised yourself as a psychiatrist to tell fortunes?"
"Uncle Zhang, mine is indeed a psychiatrist, and what I said is based on science."
It's still the same sentence, don't admit it to death.
"You have been anxious for a long time for your son's marriage, and you are anxious again when your son is divorced."
"Every time something happens to your grandson, you get agitated again."
"Over time, anxiety has become a chronic problem in your body."
"I've had nightmares a lot recently, all because of the impact of my condition."
Zhang Qingshan was stunned when he heard this.
I always feel that something is wrong, but what Chen Yu said is decent.
I can't find the slightest reason to refute it.
"Do I have any more cures?"
Zhang Qingshan asked cautiously.
"Rest assured, treating anxiety is a piece of cake for us psychiatrists."
"There are two types of treatment on my side, do you choose medication or physiotherapy?"
Zhang Qingshan was puzzled: "Is there any difference?" ”
"As the name suggests, medication is all about taking medicine."
"As for physical therapy, I'll prescribe you a therapeutic device."
"Do as I tell you, either at home or with you."
"In time, the condition will heal itself."
Chen Yu explained.
"I want physical therapy."
Zhang Qingshan is most afraid of taking medicine, so he chooses the latter without saying anything.
"Okay, you wait a moment, I'll go get you the treatment equipment."
Chen Yu took out the key and opened the door of the storage room on the first floor.
There are a lot of dusty groceries piled up in the house.
His uncle and grandfather said that he left him an antique shop.
I found out after taking over.
Not a single antique is visible here.
I don't know who changed it into a miscellaneous goods room.
Food, ornaments, New Year paintings, dolls......
"That's it."
After some selection, Chen Yu chose a New Year's painting.
The fingers of the right hand are transformed into sword fingers.
Shoot a spiritual light at the New Year's painting.
In the next second, the New Year's painting floated up by itself.
"Retreat from all evils."
Chen Yu pointed with the sword in his right hand and gestured towards the New Year's painting.
Warlock mages draw talismans, which need to be matched with magic brushes, cinnabar, gangbu, and hours.
Chen Yu, who has already stepped into the path of cultivating immortals and has the realm of qi refining.
These steps are not required at all.
As for the power of the effect.
It's 100 million points stronger than ordinary spells.
After a while, Chen Yu walked out of the storage room with the New Year's painting that applied aura.
After just one glance, Zhang Qingshan was stupid.
After living for more than sixty years, Zhang Qingshan saw this treatment device once.