The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 1 A sudden visit of thanks (1)

Wuyou Mental Hospital in Jiang City.

"Hello, Dr. Fu!"

"Has Doctor Fu eaten yet? Do you want to eat together?"

"Dr. Xiao Fu is here, so early."

Park the electric car, turn it a few times to make sure it is locked, and then take out the key.

In the courtyard, the patients, all dressed in uniform, had finished their morning exercises and were now free to move around in the yard. When they saw Fu Yuan coming, they gathered around her and greeted her eagerly.

Fu Yuan responded with a smile all the way, his face becoming a little stiff, before he squeezed through layers of crowds and entered the office building.

After entering the office, she breathed a sigh of relief, unscrewed the thermos on her seat, poured some hot water, added some dried chrysanthemum and wolfberry into it, and made herself a cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea for middle-aged health. Then she slowly opened the clock-in system to sign in.

This place is good, but the people are too enthusiastic.

Enthusiasm is not a bad thing, the main problem is that some of them have too unconventional thinking and it is difficult to have a long conversation with them.

Otherwise, next time I come here, I don’t know whether I will be a psychologist or a mental patient.

This is a private psychiatric hospital with relatively good conditions. For accommodation alone, there are single rooms, double rooms, quadruple rooms, and eight-person rooms. However, single rooms require a psychologist's signature to ensure that the patient has no suicidal tendencies before they can be checked in.

Some newspapers have exaggerated reports that mental hospitals abuse patients and even conduct human experiments on them.

This hospital is open and allows patients' families to visit, but they must submit an application before visiting. The application is approved very quickly, and it will basically be reviewed in half a day. If you can't wait, you can call the consultation department and ask for quick approval.

Fu Yuan took a sip of the tea in the thermos and looked at the time. It was exactly nine o'clock. He slowly turned on the computer and prepared to edit today's work report.

Other doctors might be a little tired, but Fu Yuan is different. She has a good roommate who is a third-generation rich man.

This hospital was owned by her roommate, and Fu Yuan had gotten in through a backdoor. Her daily duties included psychological examinations for patients. She also wrote a work log, a brief 200-word summary.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Fu Yuan shouted loudly at the door, "Come in."

The door opened.

The visitors were a mother and daughter, and they looked a little strange.

The mother was wearing a black tweed coat and black flat leather shoes. She looked haggard but with a hint of joy. The girl had two short braids that reached her shoulders and was wearing the hospital's uniform for patients. She looked a little thin.

They stood at the door, hesitant. The mother seemed to be confirming something, and only after the girl nodded did she pull the child in.

As soon as the mother came in, she rushed to her, held her hand, and said gratefully: "Dr. Fu, thank you for curing my child!"

Fu Yuan: “?”

She looked at the little girl's unfamiliar face and had no impression of her at all.

It was strange. I took another look, but still had no impression of her. It was obvious that she was not my patient and I had never examined her.

Besides, I am just a graduate and I can only provide psychological counseling to patients occasionally. How can I cure diseases?
Seeing how excited she was, the child must have recovered after being diagnosed. And those who have been diagnosed can't be cured by just talking, they still need medication.

On this point, Fu Yuan is very self-aware.

"Ma'am, did you recognize the wrong person?"

The mother let go of her hand, glanced at her daughter, and asked hesitantly, "Isn't your last name Fu?"

Fu Yuan smiled awkwardly. Her last name was Fu, and she was the only one with the same surname in this hospital; there wasn't even anyone with the same pronunciation. "That's it. I checked the wall several times before coming up."

Mother said happily.

As she spoke, she took out her phone and swiped a few times, complaining softly, "Why is he taking so long? We've been here for so long, where is he still?"

Fu Yuan gently signaled her not to be anxious and to sit on the sofa with the child and wait for someone.

Her office was covered with green forest wallpaper. In addition to her desk, chair and computer, there was also a leather sofa and coffee table set. In the distance, there was a small bed, half-covered by a curtain.

The mother sat on the edge of the sofa with her child, looking a little restrained.

Considering that they might think the tea set was dirty, Fu Yuan stood up and pulled out two red plastic cups from under the water dispenser, filled them with half a cup of warm water and handed them to the two of them.

The mother held the plastic cup in one hand and the child in the other, and asked Fu Yuan apologetically, "Will this bother you?"

"No, ma'am, please feel free to do as you please."

Fu Yuan shook his head, signaling her to relax.

After a while, a man with a flat head came. He was the person the mother and daughter were waiting for. He leaned sideways and knocked on the door. After getting a response, he came in carrying a lot of bags.

As soon as he came in, he put his things on the ground, pounded the table with his right hand excitedly, and said to Fu Yuan: "Doctor Fu, thanks to you, our daughter's paranoia was cured!"

Fu Yuan was startled and looked at the things on the ground, a little hesitant.

"This……"

The man took out a paper business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to Fu Yuan with both hands.

"My last name is Tang. This is a gift package of snacks we made at home. We were in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare it. It's just a small token of our appreciation. I hope Dr. Fu will accept it!"

Fu Yuan took the business card, which read:

Tang Dongfa, 067-2053360, Tianji Food Co., Ltd.

Skyline food?

Taking another look at the gift the man brought, she saw that it was indeed printed with the Skyworth logo, and it also contained the latest snack gift pack released in October. She had tried to grab it at the press conference in the live broadcast room, but her hand speed was too slow and she didn't get the 1 yuan flash sale coupon. She could only tearfully spend 299 yuan to buy it at the original price.

It's quite expensive too.

Seeing this, Fu Yuan looked at the man in front of him and felt that he looked more and more familiar. He secretly glanced at the logo a few times. Wasn't he the man printed on the logo!

"Mr. Tang." Fu Yuan hesitated, feeling a little uneasy. "How can you be so sure that I cured you... Nannan, this should be the first time we meet. Besides, I mainly do mental status checks for admission and discharge, not treatment."

The man was a little confused and looked back at the little girl behind him.

The girl was happily eating the spicy noodles, small fish and other junk food her father had just brought her, one packet after another. Her mother watched from the side, her eyes full of emotion. When she saw the girl finished eating, she took the initiative to tear the box open for her and gently told her to "eat slowly."

There's no sign at all that this person was once a victim of paranoia.

"It was you. I saw it clearly." The little girl stuffed a potato chip into her mouth and said stubbornly. Seeing Fu Yuan's confusion, she said, "In my dream, on a very dark night, you killed the minotaur holding a lantern."

When she said this, Fu Yuan's thoughts went back to last night.

　If it suits your taste, friends passing by can click to collect and read it, thank you ~ (≧ｗ≦) ~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)