Chapter 380 Ma Anqi's Teacher
He said that Zhao Qishui could rest assured, but if he knew this, Zhao Qishui would not have booked the flight ticket for today.
He also wanted to wait until He Shu was completely fine before leaving, but after all, he was He Shu's uncle.
If I say that I'm worried, people might misunderstand that I don't trust the Qi family.
Zhao Qishui boarded the plane with worry, and Qi Zhijun went home to pick up He Shu.
He Shu was quite puzzled when he got up and saw that his godfather had left, but he was indeed the one who got up late today.
I slept until nearly 9 o'clock and woke up feeling weak all over and my head was aching.
Just as I was about to ask my aunt for a painkiller, my uncle came back.
"Have you had breakfast?"
He Shu shook his head, and his aunt said, "Xiao Shu has a headache, why don't you take him for another checkup."
Qi Zhijun agreed, but He Shu felt that it was just a headache and there was no need to go to the hospital every few days.
"Uncle, didn't you say you would take me to see someone today?"
"Well, get dressed first."
He Shu went back to his room, changed into a woolen sweater knitted by his aunt, took a cotton jacket, and put on the scarf knitted for him by Xia Miao.
After packing up, I said goodbye to my grandfather and aunt, and then followed my uncle.
Zhu Yu sighed and sat on the sofa: "Dad, the child is too tired."
How could Zhu Yu, who cared so much about He Shu, not notice anything unusual about He Shu?
For the past two nights, she stood outside He Shu's room listening to him having nightmares, but there was nothing she could do to help.
Qi Zhijun said that he couldn't wake him up suddenly when he was dreaming, so he could only wait anxiously for He Shu to wake up on his own.
Zhu Yu put all his thoughts and thoughts into He Shu. To him, He Shu was no longer just a nephew, he was his own child.
Only in this way could Zhu Yu, who had suffered severe psychological trauma, feel that he was still alive and had the motivation to live.
Of course the old man knows his daughter-in-law's heart. Xiaoshu is her spiritual support.
If anything bad happened to He Shu, it would be a second blow to Zhu Yu and she would not be able to survive it.
"Don't worry, this kid isn't that weak, you have to trust him."
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Qi Zhijun brought He Shu to the Dadu Military Region Psychological Counseling Center.
When He Shu saw the sign, he knew who his uncle brought him to see.
"Uncle..."
"Do you know what you have been like during this period?"
He Shu recalled carefully and shook his head slowly: "I just have a headache recently, nothing else."
He really didn't know that he had nightmares at night, and he forgot all those dreams after he woke up.
Qi Zhijun took a breath and said, "Go in, and cooperate with whatever you are asked to do later."
He Shu didn't move: "Uncle, you brought me here... to see a psychiatrist?"
"Yes, I don't trust Ma Anqi. After she hypnotized you, you had problems."
He Shu pursed his lips, not wanting to go in, and was very resistant in his heart: "Then this time, are you still going to hypnotize me?"
He didn't want to recall the past anymore. It was very difficult .
"No, don't be nervous. Just take a look first. Just treat it as a visit to the hospital."
"I'm not sick."
Qi Zhijun coaxed the child impatiently: "Well, I'm sick, can you stay with me?"
He Shu: “…”
I followed Qi Zhijun in, asked a man in a white coat, and walked along the corridor with green wall panels to the end.
I knocked a few times on the door with the office sign on it, and a voice came from inside: "Come in."
Qi Zhijun pushed open the door and He Shu followed him in. They saw a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a green military shirt sitting behind the desk.
"Old Yu."
"Are you here? Haha, come and sit down. I've been waiting for you all morning."
Qi Zhijun introduced He Shu: "This is Professor Yu Boqing, you can call him Uncle Yu."
He Shu hurriedly greeted, "Uncle Yu."
"Okay, Lao Qi, this is your nephew? The young man is really handsome."
At Professor Yu's invitation, Qi Zhijun and He Shu sat on the stools.
"Come, have some tea. This tea was recommended by your grandfather. I've been drinking it for a few years, but now everything else tastes bland."
After pouring a cup of tea for Qi Zhijun, Professor Yu asked He Shu with a smile: "Xiaoshu, do you like tea? I have some drinks ."
"Uncle Yu, don't bother."
"Well, let's get down to business, Lao Qi. I don't think there's anything wrong with your nephew."
Qi Zhijun glanced at He Shu and saw that he was sitting properly. He said helplessly, "I have to look for your student when she comes back. Why are you doing some hypnosis experiment on my nephew? It's causing him to have nightmares every day."
He Shu looked at his uncle in surprise. He had nightmares every day?
"Haha, Xiao Ma is also working hard for our field of psychological medicine. I am her teacher, and I cannot let you bully my students."
It turns out that this Uncle Yu is actually Sister Anqi’s teacher?
"Since you think there is a problem with her experiment, let me solve this problem."
Qi Zhijun stood up and said, "Then I'll leave my nephew to you."
Seeing Qi Zhijun was about to leave, He Shu also stood up and said, "Uncle."
"Just stay here and listen to your uncle Yu. I'll pick you up later."
Qi Zhijun left after he finished speaking, and Yu Boqing asked He Shu to follow him.
When I walked out of the office, I saw my uncle turning out of the corridor and soon disappeared.
Yu Boqing brought He Shu to the opposite side, took out the key and opened the door. Inside was a room similar to a treatment room.
The outer half is made up of two rows of cabinets on the left and right. One half contains some folders, perhaps medical records, and the other half contains various medicines.
Yu Boqing pulled open the white curtain, revealing a white single bed, the kind of common diagnostic bed found in medical rooms.
"Come on, take off your slippers and coat, and lie down. We have plenty of heating here, so it's not cold."
He Shu stood still: "Uncle Yu, are you going to hypnotize me too?"
He is now very resistant to hypnosis, which will make him think of the things that affect his emotions over and over again.
"Without hypnosis, do you think it's so easy to enter the hypnotic state?"
"And you?"
"Your uncle told you to listen to me. Come on, lie down. I'll feel your pulse."
"Hmm? Take your pulse?"
Yu Boqing laughed: "You think I'm just a psychiatrist? In fact, Chinese medicine is my main profession."
He Shu couldn't be shy any longer, so he took off his cotton jacket and scarf and hung them on the clothes hanger on the wall.
Then take off your shoes and lie flat on the bed.
Yu Boqing pulled a stool over and sat next to him: "Relax, just treat it like you're at home."
He Shu let out a slow breath, indicating that he was relaxed.
"You've been having trouble sleeping lately?"
"It seems so. Every time I wake up, my brain feels very tired, but I don't remember what I dreamed about." He Shu answered honestly.
Yu Boqing nodded and slowly rolled up He Shu's sleeves. He Shu wanted to do it himself, but he didn't let He Shu move.
I checked He Shu's blood pressure and heart rate first, and there was no big problem.
Yu Boqing put his fingers on He Shu's wrist again, but did not ask about his physical condition. Instead, he asked about his grandfather's health, his studies and other small talk.
After all this, He Shu finally relaxed his body completely.
