Chapter 1006: We do not grow up and junior
Chapter 1006 We are not grown-ups and juniors
He Chen leaned back in the chair and looked at Luo Xi’s gaze hidden sharply, “Is it possible to do whatever you want by prying into the hearts of others?”
Hypnosis is such a thing that you hear more and less.
Especially psychologists who understand hypnosis are rare.
He Chen and Shang Yu are the same type of people, they are most taboo from being prying into the secrets of their hearts, and their conscious defense is not easy to break.
Once Luo Xi moved anything during the treatment, the consequences would be disastrous.
At this time, facing He Chen’s doubts, Luo Xi smiled generously, “You don’t need to worry about this. As a psychologist, respecting and protecting the privacy of patients is our basic professional ethics. Hypnotherapy is just to help patients relieve their mentality. Obstacles are not for gaining secrets and doing whatever they want.”
It’s quite talkative.
He Chen licked his lips, propped his forehead and squinted at her, “How old is Miss Luo this year?”
Shang Zonghai raised his eyelids and stared at him with a slight warning.
In contrast, Luo Xi seemed calmer. He looked directly at He Chen without any concealment, “I’m thirty-five this year and my tenth year in the industry.”
Shang Zonghai, who had been silent for a long time, placed the Buddhist bead on his left hand, pursing his lips to He Chen, “Okay, it’s not a background check to ask you to come here. You will be notified when you go back to the hospital, and we will have a meeting at 10 o’clock tomorrow morning. Determine Shaoyan’s treatment plan.”
He Chen smiled, his narrow eyes faintly shuttled between Shang Zonghai and Luo Xi.
These two people are a bit interesting.
In less than five minutes, He Chen left the old house by himself.
A short silence spread in the medicine hall.
Luo Xi skillfully picked up the teapot to refill Shang Zonghai’s cup, “I thought you would never find me again.”
Shang Zonghai took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “How is your father?”
Luo Xi looked sideways at the man beside him, “You have to mention him every time you meet, how do I think you just remind me on purpose that you are an elder, and I… a junior.”
Shang Zonghai’s face was unpredictable, “Since I know I am an elder, why bother…”
“Don’t talk about the old-fashioned things, you and I know that we have long been the seniors and juniors.” Luo Xi said as he picked up the medical records, the corner of his lips smiled lightly, “In fact, you should find me earlier and say Indefinite Shaoyan’s condition will not be as serious as it is today.”
Shang Zonghai took a sip of tea, shook his head and sighed, “Unless he voluntarily receives treatment, who can force him?”
In the early years, when he noticed Shang Yu’s hidden paranoia, he wanted to intervene more than once.
But Shaoyan is too proud and very guarded. Only if he is willing can all the treatments be considered truly effective.
Luo Xi slowly stood up, squeezed the medical record book tightly with his fingers, sneered unclearly, “That’s right, you never force someone you care about.”
Shang Zonghai’s eyebrows were tight, and he slowly called out, “Luo Xi…”
“Uncle Shang, I won’t bother you with tea, see you later.”
Luo Xi turned around and walked out of the medicine hall without reluctance. He didn’t even need Old Xiao to lead the way, so he walked out of the old house in a familiar way.
Yaotang, Shang Zonghai closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh overflowing from the corner of his lips, inexplicably melancholy.
……
The next day, Shang Zonghai arrived at the Royal Hospital.
The consultation center was full of seats. Li Yun and Luo Xi were sitting on the upper side of the upper side. The two exchanged materials from time to time to express their opinions.
When Shang Zonghai walked slowly in a light gray Tang suit, all the experts participating in the consultation in various departments stood up to greet him, “Mr. Shang, you are here.”
Shang Zonghai pressed his wrist, walked up to the top and sat down naturally, “Sit down, you are welcome.”
Pama Shang’s Patriarch, no matter where he goes, he enjoys the highest level of courtesy.
Even if he is over fifty, his mature demeanor increasingly highlights the calm and introverted charm of a man.
What’s more, Shang Zonghai is handsome at first, and he does not show his senility when he is old.
A consultation lasted nearly three hours.
Luo Xi and Li Yun clarified their views, and finally finalized the plan. Luo Xi will conduct psychological counseling first, and if the effect is not good, then MECT intervention will be conducted.
At twelve o’clock noon, the meeting ended.
Luo Xi also took a pen to write and draw on the medical record. She didn’t notice Shang Zonghai waiting beside her, and said without looking up: “Xiao Li, I need at least three days for psychological counseling, and I will make progress gradually. Three days later. I will write a report on the results of the evacuation and send it to you, and then we will decide whether to intervene in MECT.”
Li Yun nodded calmly, “Okay, then I’ll wait for you.”
Luo Xi responded, and then paused the tip of the pen, “Are you free soon?”
“Yes, have lunch together?”
Luo Xi looked up at him, “No, you accompany me a trip…”
Before the words were over, she noticed that there was a figure next to her. When she looked up, the warmth between her eyebrows and eyes disappeared instantly, and she deliberately called out: “Uncle Shang.”
Shang Zonghai frowned almost imperceptibly, “Shao Yan’s disease will trouble you.”
“No trouble, this is my job.” Luo Xi’s voice is soft, and he is always gentle when speaking, but at this time it is obvious that the needle is hidden in the cotton, “Besides, the price you open is higher than my annual income, so it should be. .”
He Chen, who had just walked to the consultation center, heard what Luo Xi said clearly.
This woman…not only can talk, she also speaks like a tongue.
He Chen swung his feet, walked to the corner of the stairs and made a phone call, “Look me up, Luo Xi, what is this person?”
He is curious on the one hand, and on the other hand, he has to make sure that Shaoyan’s treatment process is foolproof.
Hypnotic, not trifling.
……
Here, Shang Yu has already started the first psychotherapy, and Li Qiao, who is in the old house, doesn’t know anything about it.
Neither He Chen nor Shang Zonghai told her the detailed inside story.
It wasn’t until a day later that she learned from Wei Ang that Shang Yu was planning to undergo MECT treatment.
Li Qiao rushed to the hospital the first time, her expressionless and powerful.
She doesn’t understand the field of MECT. She has done in-depth research many times, but she is afraid to give Shang Yu a try.
Forcibly erasing certain memories will not only cause confusion in the memory for a short time, but also cause sequelae of damage to the brain nerves.
The cost of MECT treatment was too high, so she hesitated.
In front of the hospital ward, Li Qiao walked in hurriedly, but she did not see Shang Yu, only He Chen and a tired woman talking in a low voice.
“Where is Shaoyan?”
He Chen raised his eyebrows, “Why did you come here suddenly?”
Li Qiao had no expression on her face, “Which stage is the MECT treatment?”
He Chen chuckled and waved, “I haven’t started the MECT treatment yet, do I need to be so nervous? Come in first and let me introduce you.”
Hearing the sound, Li Qiao faintly breathed a sigh of relief, stepped inside, and heard He Chen’s introduction, “Psychiatrist, Luo Xi. She is Shaoyan’s woman, Li Qiao.”
Luo Xi just gave Shang Yu a hypnosis treatment, which consumed a lot of energy. She stood up on the sofa and stretched out her hand to Li Qiao, “Hello, I’m Luo Xi.”
(End of this chapter)