Fairyland, big problem

"Mr. Wen?"

Outside the third laboratory building of Changle University, girls waved and said hello.

Her costume resembles a doctor's white coat, with three blue bands on each arm.

In the process of coming to the laboratory building, Wen Jiu saw similar uniforms more than once, probably related to his profession.

"Hi, I'm here to visit Professor Cui."

"Well, Professor Cui explained that I will take you in."

The girls took out their campus cards to open the access control of the teaching buildings. Changle University is not open to the public, and the more important buildings in various places need to swipe their cards to enter.

"I'm a graduate student majoring in psychology, Tian Miaomiao." The girl pushed her glasses curiously, "Mr. Wen, I thought you would be a..."

"A very old and calm man?"

"No." Tian Miaomiao took a sneak peek to confirm that the other party's expression was calm before continuing, "I thought he would be a fairy..."

"Okay, stop!" Wen Jiu had already prepared his words, "Your psychotherapy is like modern medicine, and I am folk prescriptions and methods, but not Wen Daxian."

"Hahaha, Mr. Wen really knows how to joke."

Take the elevator to the top floor of the laboratory building. The decoration style of Professor Cui is quite different from other laboratories.

In Wen Jiu's understanding, the laboratory should have a test bench with some instruments.

The four walls, ceiling, and floor of the room in front of you are decorated with all-wood structure, and potted plants are placed just right for decoration. Just walking into the room makes people feel comfortable and relaxed.

"Mr. Wen, look forward to it for a long time."

"Hey, Professor Cui's words are too exaggerated. I've admired your name for a long time."

Wen Jiu stepped forward quickly, and stretched out a wide and warm palm.

Professor Cui is about fifty and a half years old, and looks elegant.

Compared with the one he saw at the police station, he was a little less serious and more of a bookish spirit of teaching and educating people.

"You're welcome, Mr. Wen." Professor Cui pointed to the tea table next to him, "Sit down and have a cup of tea first."

"Thanks."

The environment is relaxing, but Wen Jiu did not take it lightly.

The decor of this room is more of a standard psychotherapy practice.

The psychiatrist's amiable attitude, warm overall decoration style, and small space are all conditions that make it easier for patients to relax their psychological vigilance.

Wen Jiu was afraid that he would relax too much and say some inappropriate remarks.

"You go out first." Cui Yuanshan told Tian Miaomiao to leave the room.

Today is the interview between him and Wen Jiu, so it is not appropriate to increase the manpower casually.

Sitting face to face at both ends of the tea table, Cui Yuanshan briefly introduced himself.

He used to be a scholar in social psychology. As the learning stage gradually improves, the professional direction of research will be further refined.

The current detailed research direction is the law of mental illness and the innovation of treatment methods under the pressure of social work.

"Mr. Wen, may I ask where your teacher came from?"

"I... Actually, I haven't received a systematic education in psychology. I'm just a special way of analyzing psychology from some folk strange people and strange things."

"Oh, it really is the descendant of the metaphysical lineage."

The corners of Wen Jiu's mouth twitched. There are dark-suppressors and evil things in the current world, and the magical methods really have some realistic basis.

"Under certain conditions, I can judge the other party's true intentions through perception, but this method can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and it is difficult to analyze step by step with technological means."

After doing homework all night and one afternoon, Wen Jiu's speech can be said to be fluent, and he is familiar with the chat records with Lalulas.

"So that's how it is." Cui Yuanshan didn't express any doubts. He went around to study and saw many things that science can't explain for the time being.

"I once went to a tribe in the deep mountains and old forests, and the leaders there really had the skill of spying on people's hearts through special methods.

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"There may be similarities with my psychotherapy approach."

Knowing that similar reference objects appeared in reality, Wen Jiu hurriedly climbed up the pole. If he insisted on the blessing of Dream God or something, it sounded similar to the beliefs believed by the tribe.

Cui Yuanshan asked the police officers and Lin Zhengyi in advance, Wen Jiu pointed out that the pure dream in He De's heart is a magical girl, and Lin Zhengyi corresponds to Masked Superman.

This is an answer that is difficult to find directly in modern psychological medicine.

"I would like to ask Mr. Wen to show off his skills a little bit, okay?"

Cui Yuanshan didn't mean to test it out. As a professor and the vice president of Changle University, he did not intend to make extra money from some psychological counseling services to the outside world, but hoped to start research with extreme cases.

I also hope to give students more teaching content.

In the process of constantly being exposed to various mental illnesses, Cui Yuanshan encountered many patients who made it difficult for him to deal with them.

Since Wen Jiu's treatment method is in a state that can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words, Cui Yuanshan hopes to see the operation in practice.

"no problem."

Wen Jiu readily agreed that it is impossible for Cui Yuanshan to have such an important influence on Cui Yuanshan's heart with only a vague introduction to the method, and he must use his real skills to calm him down.

Moreover, the cases Cui Yuanshan brought up were somewhat difficult, and he would not be a pure-minded person who only added 3 sweet dream points.

"Mr. Wen is refreshing."

Cui Yuanshan took out his mobile phone, asked Tian Miaomiao to bring the patient, and then began to introduce the patient's situation.

"There is a young professor in Changle University School of Medicine. He used to be my junior. His son has some problems and is very, very afraid of small animals..."

The professor's son was so afraid of small animals that he could think of it as a little white rabbit even when he saw a white steamed bun, so he hugged his head in fright and screamed in pain and fear.

It sounds confusing, but Wen Jiu can feel the great torture caused by this mental illness.

In reality, as long as there is a round and cute thing, it will be overly associated with small animals, which will cause extreme panic in patients.

The professor's child is now 17 years old, and he is in a relatively healthy age and can barely bear it. If this toss continues, the cardiovascular system and nerves will collapse sooner or later.

After ten minutes of introduction, there was a knock on the door.

A middle-aged man younger than Professor Cui brought his son into the room, followed by Tian Miaomiao, poking her head out. She was curious about the magical psychotherapy methods that the young man invited by Professor Cui had.

It's a pity that during the psychological treatment, the number of strangers was reduced as much as possible, and Tian Miaomiao was called out again.

"Xiao Zheng, are you feeling better today?"

Cui Yuanshan spoke in a soft voice. He and Professor Zheng are seniors and juniors. He has watched the child grow up since he was a child, and he is almost an elder at the level of relatives.

The thin boy nodded slightly, and said in a very low voice: "Good morning, Professor Cui."

"Well, this one next to me is amazing. He became a half-immortal at a young age, uh...Psychiatrist, you have to be called Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen..."