Yan Xile asked solemnly: "Teacher Ding, then what is my inner demon? I do know that I have a problem, but I didn't understand what the problem was."

Ding Qi asked back: "I didn't understand it very well, that means you must have thought about it for a long time. What did you think?"

Yan Xile: "I know that this is some people in the world. Some things have problems, and it is not my fault. To be honest, although Dr. Wen has no responsibility this time, I dare not say that my hospital is full of good doctors. There are many people who can't even stand it myself, even though they are my students.

What exactly happened to them? What kind of person did I meet this time? Teacher Ding has analyzed it thoroughly just now. But I came to you because my condition is wrong, but I can't get rid of it."

Ding Qi: "Your condition is much better."

Yan Xile smiled: "Yes, after chatting with Teacher Ding for so long, I felt much better without realizing it, and I didn't feel chest tightness anymore. I forgot to tell you just now that I have been feeling chest tightness these days."

Ding Qi: "Your cause has been found, it is that it is incompatible with yourself in another hypothesis, it has conflicts with each other, and is constantly self-doubting and denying."

Yan Xile: "I was a little confused by you. Can you explain it clearly?"

Ding Qi took out the paper and pen and said: "We can use psychological chart analysis method. I will list the options on this piece of paper, and you will answer. First of all, have you ever thought about how good it would be if all this did not happen?"

This psychological meeting finally seemed to have entered a "normal" rhythm. Yan Xile nodded and said, "Of course."

Ding Qi: "If all this did not happen, it can be divided into two situations. The first situation is that nothing happened in the hospital. The trauma emergency patient had never been there that morning, or you did not encounter such a group of families of the deceased."

Yan Xile: "Of course this is the best!"

Ding Qi shook his head and said, "But this assumption has no meaning to you, because it has no psychological logic. This is not something you can foresee. It is just that the world is big enough and there are enough experiences. You can always meet such people. This is not something you can choose." As he said that, he crossed out this article with a pen.

Yan Xile echoed: "Yes, this is not my choice."

Ding Qi continued to write and said, "Then there is only another possibility left. The situation you can choose is that you didn't save the truck driver on the road. Have you ever thought about it?"

Yan Xile looked a little ugly and said, "I admit that I really thought about it, just so many flashes of thoughts. If I hadn't encountered such a thing on the road and no one was injured in front of me, this might not have happened."

Ding Qi also wrote down Yan Xile's words, and then crossed them out and said, "You have provided another situation, but this assumption is also meaningless, because it is not something you can decide. In fact, in psychological logic, there is only one thing you can choose and decide, that is, whether to save him or not."

Yan Xile sighed and said, "I have thought about this question repeatedly, but I can't help but refuse to save him. And I am fully capable of saving his life. It's just a slight effort. If I didn't do that at that time, I'm afraid I'll be uneasy in my whole life."

In this incident, Yan Xile was not an ordinary passerby. He was a respected surgical expert. If he saw the truck driver being injured, he could save his life even if he had a simple operation, but he chose to stand by and watch. This was not in line with his own personality. If this matter was spread, it would be a subversion and ridicule of other people's achievements and evaluations.

Ding Qi nodded and said, "Your inner demon is born from this. As long as you think of this choice, it is equivalent to assuming another self. We often make another hypothetical choice about what has happened, just like opening up another parallel world, and there is also a self in that world. This other self is something you cannot accept, so there is inner conflict."

Yan Xi said with joy: "I have thought more than once, what would happen if I hadn't saved someone at that time? Another self did appear in my mind. I am very afraid of becoming that person, and I don't want to meet that person."

Ding Qi: "This kind of deep fear and fear caused your symptoms. Now we can change the chart, you and the choices you will make in various situations." He took out another piece of paper and said while writing, "A imaginary self appeared just now. We made up a code name, named Yan Jiale, which is Yan Jiale who will never save you."

Yan Xile added: "I am actually afraid of another thing. If I encounter such a thing again in the future, will I really become the Yan Jiale you mentioned?"

Ding Qi: "We cannot decide what happens to us, but we can decide who we are. Are you Yan Jiale?"

Yan Xile: "I'm not."

After writing, Ding Qi crossed out the name again and said, "This Yan Jiale no longer exists because you don't want to be him. In fact, you haven't become him. Then the next question is another problem.

You are a surgical expert with outstanding professional achievements and hope to gain a good social reputation. If you choose to save people, there is no contradiction in your heart. It not only proves your professional level, but also will be respected and praised by public opinion.

This is the one you hope to be. You have become such a person. That's what you do, so there is no need to use a code name for this name. He is Yan Xile. Dean Yan Xile is respected and has a high professional level. How could he not save the truck driver?"

Yan Xile nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, this really means to my heart, but..."

Ding Qi stopped the verb and said, "But the reality seems to be not the case. A highly respected expert was criticized by thousands of people. Because he left his post without any help, he was killed by the patient. You cannot accept this kind of self. Let's use a code name, and call him Yan Yile."

Yan Xile sighed helplessly again: "Yes, I can't accept such a Yan Yile existence."

Ding Qi: "This is your inner demon. It is precisely because of Yan Yile's existence that Yan Jiale appears! Many things are not something you can choose. If you don't want Yan Yile to exist, it seems that the choice you can make is not to save the truck driver. But then, you will become Yan Jiale. This is your inner conflict, which has always existed in your subconscious."

Yan Xile opened her mouth wide and was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "Psychological chart analysis method? Teacher Ding is worthy of being Teacher Ding! You have straightened out my inner activities and found the problems very accurately. This is really my inner demon, so how can we..."

Ding Qi said in a very gentle but very certain tone: "The real Yan Xile has always existed and has never disappeared. Yan Jiale does not exist, he has been erased by you. As for Yan Yile, it has never existed." As he said that, he also wrote off the name Yan Yile on paper.

Yan Xile was a little lost and said, "Why doesn't it exist?"

Ding Qi: "Because Yan Yile is just an image made up by the family of the deceased, not a choice you make. When we examine our true hearts, in fact, he has never existed.

So what you face from beginning to end is just the families of the deceased who vent their emotions. This is just an encounter in social life. Those who truly understand you in work and life know that Yan Yile does not exist, and you are also very clear about it.

What you fear from beginning to end is that you will become Yan Jiale. Your problem is different from Xiaobao. Xiaobao's inner conflict is that there is really such a self. He once chose to be such a person, so he needs to make a new choice, but you don't need it."

As he spoke, Ding Qi held the second piece of paper in front of Yan Xile. There were only three names written side by side on the paper. Yan Xile was in the middle, and the "Yan Jiale" and "Yan Yile" on the left and right had been erased. His tone was a bit strange. Not only did he say slowly, "I count from one to five now, and you will fully recover. When you wake up..."

After Yan Xile woke up, she looked a little confused, but her emotions and body were very relaxed. She felt lazy and leaning against the sofa without wanting to move. After a while, he realized and sat up straight and asked, "Teacher Ding, did you hypnotize me just now?"

Ding Qi smiled and nodded, "Yes, when I told that story, I had already hypnotized you."

Yan Xile wanted to speak but stopped saying, "But hypnosis should not be..."

Ding Qi smiled and continued, "I am confused, relaxed or stiff, what movements do you do whenever I say commands? Those are just stage performances, which are very different from psychotherapy. There are many forms of hypnosis, which can be completely carried out in a state of awakeness, just adjust some subconscious mind appropriately. Let me tell you this, some people can hypnotize themselves when listening to music..."

Next was a very relaxed conversation. Yan Xile remembered clearly what happened just now. The two talked about hypnosis for a while, and Ding Qi didn't even ask Yan Xile whether her feelings had returned to normal. However, Yan Xile took the initiative to say, "Teacher Ding, thank you very much. I'm fine anymore, I just feel a little hungry."

Ding Qi: "Because you didn't have lunch before you came, right? I'll treat you to dinner later, and it's almost time to go."

Yan Xile: "No, no, no, of course I should invite you." He looked at the watch again, "Oh, it's been more than three hours, I only made an appointment for two hours."

Ding Qi: "We have been chatting for a long time, and we have more time, even if I treat you."

Yan Xile: "Can such a thing be discounted? Besides, I am not paying you directly. It's because you Boci Medical needs to charge fees, so don't be polite to me!"

Ding Qi: "Then let me treat you to a meal. It's almost time to get off work."

Yan Xile: "It's three and a half hours now, so let's talk for half an hour. I have something to ask you."

Ding Qi: "If you want to ask, just ask, just treat it as an ordinary chat."

Yan Xile: "The diagnosis you and Director Xin made on Xiao Bao are both neurotics, and his psychological conflict is a deformation conflict. I am also a medical practitioner, and you can understand these professional terms. Then you can give me a medical diagnosis. Is my psychological conflict a deformation conflict? Is the symptoms also neurotics?"

Ding Qi said in an irrefutable tone: "You are no longer asymptomatic."

Yan Xile: "I mean, before I came, you can diagnose me. This is also professional curiosity, please be satisfied."

Ding Qi smiled: "You have no neurosis, not that serious yet. You are just psychological conflict but no mental disorders. The types of psychological conflicts are also common conflicts."

Yan Xile seemed a little dissatisfied and asked, "Why is my problem a common conflict? I think it's very serious!"

Ding Qi: "This is completely in line with the logic of reality. No matter who encounters something like you, it would be strange if you are not depressed! If you are not depressed but are excited and excited, it is not just a neurosis. It is definitely a problem with your self-awareness. I will diagnose you with mental illness!"

These words made Yan Xile laugh, and the atmosphere became very relaxed for a moment. Yan Xile smiled and said, "So I'm really not sick."

Ding Qi: "You have never been sick, and there are other people who get sick."

While talking and laughing, Yan Xile suddenly sighed again and waved his hand helplessly: "Teacher Ding, I am indeed fine. But when I thought about it, it seems that no problem has been solved. When I walk out of this psychological clinic, the world is still the same."

Ding Qi: "Psychologists only solve psychological problems, not other problems in reality for those who seek help. For example, we cannot introduce the person who has broken hearts. But you are also part of this world. If your psychological problems are solved, it means that the world has also changed part of it."

Dean Yan encountered a complicated situation, full of unexpected situations, and it was difficult to sort out. Dante Qi helped him find the root of the inner conflict, which was actually a very simple question - whether to save the truck driver. The answer must be clear, because other encounters were not something that Dean Yan could foresee and choose. Deep in his heart, there was only one choice he could make.

This conflict exists in the subconscious, and Dean Yan himself does not clearly realize it. If it is not resolved, his symptoms will be difficult to relieve. In more serious cases, he may become a person who disappoints him and thinks it doesn't matter.

Yan Xile finally said, "While you are still here, you are a psychologist, I will just say a few words in my heart. Do you know how I feel now? I want to curse my mother, and I want to beat someone up, this group of fucking fuck..." He actually cursed a series of swear words. It is hard to imagine that these words would come from the respected and gentle Dean Yan.

When he was satisfied with scolding, Ding Qi said: "Psychologists cannot solve real problems. For example, it is impossible for you to help you go outside to curse and beat people, but someone has already solved it for you. It is the truck driver. He called a group of people, carrying wrenches and big pliers to drive away all the people who besieged you."
Chapter completed!