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Chapter 41 Psychological treatment is getting heavier and heavier

Chapter 41 The psychological treatment is getting heavier

When Huang Qiao sat on the chair in the psychology clinic, she had a sarcastic smile on her lips. She knew that the old witch was targeting her and made things difficult for her again and again. This time she was even more outrageous, saying that she had depression.

Jefferson saw Huang Qiao’s thoughts and said slowly: “You’d better cooperate with the treatment, it’s good for everyone.”

"Okay, no problem, let's start." Huang Qiao knew that it was useless to resist. In the Xiang family, everything she did was forced, and no one asked whether she was willing or not.

"Okay, then now you lie down and rest and relax." Jefferson's voice was very light. He played a light music. Huang Qiao slowly closed her eyes with the music, feeling that she was very light.

"Do you often feel that you are lonely? Are you lonely? No one in this world can understand you? Do you know why? Because you didn't belong to this world originally, here, you are isolated...

.” Jefferson made a lot of words, and Huang Qiao cried as she listened.

For some reason, it seemed as if he had said that he was really lonely and lonely in his heart. In the past, he had work to make him interested. Now, Xiang Zichen has deprived all his only hobbies.

She is like a useless person slowly consuming her life. What is the difference between such a life and the walking zombie?

After the music was played, it was strange. Jefferson told her that today's treatment was OK and she could leave...

I originally thought he was going to do some psychological test for him again, but now I realize that he just let himself listen to a song.

Huang Qiao didn't understand: "Dr. Jefferson, is the treatment over like this...?"

"Yes, it's that simple. You go back first. Every day from now on, I will listen to music and talk about my heart. This is music therapy." Jefferson said with a smile.

"Oh, okay, thank you." Huang Qiao suddenly trusted the doctor a little. He did not use so-called hypnosis for himself, but just listened to music for himself, but why was his mood so heavy?

I can't tell the feeling of this, I feel depressed...

The next day, Huang Qiao came to the psychological clinic as agreed, and Jefferson still listened to her music as usual...

The family was calm and Xiang Zichen went abroad again. I heard that he went to Brazil this time, but these were not important to her. Huang Qiao really didn't care about things that had nothing to do with her.

On the fifth day of treatment, Jefferson suddenly played a very strange music for her...

She had never heard of this kind of music. She felt it was strange, very strange, and it was indescribable. The lights in the house were adjusted to green at some time. She was a little scared. She closed her eyes and felt indescribable depression in her heart.

, tears couldn't stop flowing out.

After the song was played, Huang Qiaoshou stood up: "What kind of song is this?"

"Black Sunday." Jefferson smiled very strangely.

Huang Qiao's mind was blank...


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