The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 30 Goodbye Shen Lin
Wuyou Mental Hospital.

On a plain weekday morning, the clinic was so quiet that the only sound was the ticking of the wall clock.

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Fu." After checking his mental state, the patient took the psychological assessment report issued by Fu Yuan and stood up to express his gratitude.

"You're welcome." Fu Yuan smiled warmly, and after he left, she called out without even looking up, "Next."

The door opened, and Fu Yuan looked up after hearing no voices for a long time.

"Teacher Shen?"

It’s Shen Lin.

She wore light makeup, a loose mint green cotton T-shirt, light blue straight jeans, and white casual shoes. She looked very quiet.

"Is it really you?" She also looked a little surprised.

It has been almost a month since we last met at school. At that time, I heard that Fu Yuan was working as a psychologist in the hospital, but I didn't ask in detail. We happened to meet today.

"It's me." Fu Yuan stood up and took her to the sofa to sit down. "Please sit down first."

Since there weren't many patients, and there were three psychiatrists in the hospital, including her, there was no rush. Fu Yuan poured her a cup of warm water in a porcelain teacup and started chatting: "Why are you here?"

Shen Lin tilted her head, and her beautiful, slightly curly hair shifted to the side as she moved. She smiled gently and said, "I'm not feeling well. Come to the mental hospital for some rest."

Fu Yuan hummed, and took out a jar of honey from under the coffee table, with a plastic spoon hanging on the edge.

"Do you want some honey?" She raised the spoon. "This was given by the patient's family. They say it's made from their own beehive."

Shen Lin was a little surprised, covering her mouth and laughing, "Okay, I haven't eaten the authentic ones yet. I bought some on the market before, but they were all counterfeit."

Fu Yuan scooped a spoonful for her and said casually, "Teaching a high school class is stressful, so it's good to take a break. Is Teacher Jiang next door taking over your class?"

Shen Lin shook her head slightly, stretched out her slender fingers to pick up the spoon, and gently stirred the cup a few times before slowly speaking: "She got married last year and took maternity leave this year. The school hired a new teacher."

Fu Yuan was a little surprised and leaned forward. "Teacher Jiang is actually married? We didn't know about it. It must have been hidden too well."

Shen Lin pretended to be angry and said, "How come I didn't know you were such a gossip when we were studying? But it seems her boyfriend is in the military. He's still studying and he'll be a major or lieutenant colonel when he graduates."

Fu Yuan gave her a mischievous look and said, "Are you anxious because she's getting married and having kids?"

Shen Lin waved her hand gently, "That's not the case. My husband and I don't want children."

Fu Yuan stirred his glass of water nonchalantly and said casually, "Do you regret it? After all, it's not easy to have children when you're older, especially for women."

Shen Lin lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then shrugged slightly, "If you don't regret it now, you won't know in the future."

She looked around and picked up the charcoal pen on the table. "Do I need to fill out a form to be admitted to the hospital?"

Fu Yuan nodded, stood up and took out five bound test sheets from the drawer. There were 180 questions in the sheets, and the answers were divided into five levels: "Not consistent, relatively consistent, average, consistent, and very consistent."

Patients check the box based on their mental state.

"You should have already registered for the examination. Let me see your registration book." Fu Yuan took the registration book from her and handed her the test form. "Please fill it out first."

No past medical history.

About a month ago, he started to feel anxious for no reason, his memory was declining, and he had trouble concentrating... Fu Yuan frowned, looking at the "recurring nightmares" and "anxiety disorder" in the diagnosis, and thought of the previous dream.

"What's wrong?" Shen Lin stopped writing, looked up with some confusion, and her eyes fell on Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan shook his head, indicating that he should ignore her and continue filling out the form.

She is not the only person in the world with special abilities, but such abilities are relatively rare, or difficult to discover, so state departments do not make them public.

This was the conclusion she came to not long ago.

I had a dream before. The fortune-telling girl Kanzaki Hitomi should have the ability to tell fortunes and can roughly predict a person's future.

This was confirmed by the crystal ball in her hand when she woke up.

But it cannot be ruled out that "divination" is her excuse, and her actual ability is to transfer objects through dreams.

Fu Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed in his heart.

Teacher Shen Lin's illness came very suddenly. According to her understanding, she and her husband are both literature lovers, they have many common topics, and she also loves to laugh.

It's totally unremarkable that he's an anxiety sufferer.

Even now, sitting here, it is very quiet and difficult to tell on the surface.

"Are you constantly restless, constantly worried about all sorts of disasters happening?"

Fu Yuan flipped through the form Shen Lin had filled out, tilted his head back slightly, took a sip of honey tea, and asked, "Have you ever had a CT scan or MRI of your head? I don't see anything in your medical records."

Shen Lin sat on the sofa, clasping her hands together in the middle of her thighs. "Yes, I did. I had a checkup two weeks ago. The anxiety wasn't caused by an organic brain disease."

"Okay!" Fu Yuan responded, reached out and pulled out a piece of A4-sized list from the side, picked up the pen, paused with the tip of the pen suspended in the air, thought for a moment, and then added his own opinions.

After writing, she looked at Shen Lin and asked, "Do you want a single room? Since you don't have suicidal tendencies, you can stay in a single room, but it will be more expensive."

If it is a single room, you need to apply for approval from a psychologist. She happens to be here, so if you want, you can complete it all at once.

Shen Lin was a little surprised. "I heard that Wuyou Mental Hospital has good accommodation conditions, but I didn't expect there are single rooms."

Fu Yuan nodded and said affirmatively: "Their family is indeed quite rich."

Shen Lin thought about it and said, "Forget it, I won't stay in a single room. It will be more lively with one more person."

"Yeah." Fu Yuan nodded slightly, thinking it made sense, but still gave a warning with some concern.
"Don't underestimate this as a mental hospital. Most of the time, everyone here is normal. It's just that sometimes, their emotions temporarily overwhelm their rationality. It's not their fault."

She looked at Shen Lin, stamped the form with her comments, and handed it to her. "Go out and turn right. You'll see the ward management office at the end. There's a doctor on duty there. Give her the form and she'll assign you a ward."

Shen Lin took the phone and took the order.

"For the convenience of management and for the benefit of the patients, mobile phones are not allowed here. You can leave your phone with the nurse in charge of the ward." Fu Yuan reminded softly, his eyes sweeping across the empty seat next to Shen Lin, "Your husband didn't come with you?"

Shen Lin looked away and smiled: "It's a weekday today, and he's busy, so I came here alone."

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