The two women looked at each other, confused.
After being confused for ten minutes, one of them quickly ran to call the old patriarch, and the other closely monitored the tied Simon.
Qianlan trembled even more at this moment.
"Teacher Simon... Master... You're not upset, are you? That person just now looked crazy, like he had schizophrenia! He doesn't look like he can be cured without medication!"
Simon rolled his eyes at Light Blue who was leaning against his ear.
Simon said, "Which eye of yours sees that person as schizophrenic?"
Light Blue whimpered: "All five hundred of my Ts saw it!"
Simon: Haha!
It turns out that computers are still not good at diagnosing patients. They are too mechanical and prone to misdiagnosis, even though they have 500 Ts!
Soon the old patriarch arrived, leaning on her cane. She looked Simon up and down, then tapped the ground with her cane. "Child, can you really heal my daughter?"
Simon nodded.
The old team leader touched his nose and made the final decision: "Alright! If you can be cured, we'll take you in for the winter! If you can't, hmm... we won't cook you, we'll roast you!"
Soon, Simon followed the old patriarch to a low house.
The house was only about half a person's height and half was buried in the ground. Simon originally wanted to get in, but he found that the house was too small and he couldn't get in at all.
Unfortunately, the people in this place still need to improve their construction technology and cannot build tall, spacious and sturdy houses.
So only two women stepped forward and pulled out the young patriarch who was lying dead inside.
After the young patriarch was pulled out, she didn't even look at Simon. She smiled foolishly, then cried, and then smiled foolishly again. Considering that she had run out screaming before, she looked like a complete and hopeless lunatic.
Simon reached out and touched the young patriarch, but the young woman glanced at him and didn't move.
Simon reached out and poked her muscles again, but they were stiff and unable to move at all. It seemed that it was not that she didn't want to move, but that she simply couldn't move.
"Ah, she's been like this since a year ago!" The old patriarch sighed and began to describe, "Sometimes her arms can't move, sometimes her mouth and eyes are crooked, and after a while she says something we can't understand, and sometimes she shouts and screams, and we can't understand what she's saying. Yes, look, look...her hands are shaking again."
Simon snapped his fingers twice at the young patriarch lying on the ground. The young patriarch glanced at Simon with disdain, snorted and turned his head away.
"She is the young patriarch, so she must have been very powerful before!" Simon said.
At this time, more and more people gathered around, but most of them were women.
The old patriarch nodded. "Of course. She used to be our local witch god, able to communicate with spirits and see gods! I don't know why she became like this later. Oh, right, now I remember, it seems that she became like this after my brother, her uncle, died."
Simon held his forehead with his hand, and Light Blue took the opportunity to whisper, showing off his talent: "Master, master, I am so familiar with this disease!"
Simon: "Get lost! Anna-ao didn't have any mental symptoms before she became ill! She's experiencing hallucinations and auditory hallucinations!"
Light Blue stopped talking, rolled out of Simon's ear quietly and roundly, and went to bask in the sun.
"Can it be cured?" The old patriarch looked at Simon nervously. "I'm so old, my bones can't do anything anymore. I'm relying on my daughter. If she hadn't gone crazy, I'd be sitting on the mound weaving webs and basking in the sun like them."
Simon nodded affirmatively: "It can be cured! Of course it can! But... I need to be alone with her."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young patriarch lying on the ground began to scream loudly again, with a horrible expression on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
Simon simply went up and tried to hold down the young woman who was about to jump, but the woman was so strong that she almost knocked Simon down.
Simon watched the young patriarch leap up from the ground, stomping his feet and screaming at him, gesturing vigorously with his hands. He then calmly asked, "Can you move your body?"
The young patriarch continued to scream.
Simon said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"
One of the young patriarch's shoulders began to shrug, and his neck also tilted.
Simon said, "Look into my eyes..."
The young patriarch didn't even look at him.
Simon said, "Take a deep breath! Yes, take a deep breath!"
The young patriarch gasped for air.
Simon felt that he might still have a gap between his medical skills and those of primitive people, but at this moment, a melodious music sounded.
It is the sound of the piano, soothing, like the sound of nature, flowing in everyone's heart.
The surrounding leaves also rustled, as if they were silently telling each other a story.
When the young patriarch heard the music, she suddenly became quiet. Her neck was still tilted and her eyes were slanted, but she slowly squatted down with a smile on her lips.
Simon turned around and saw that the light blue basking in the sun was turning into a mobile phone and jumping towards him, and the phone was still playing piano music.
After the song ended, everyone was stunned for a long time, even the old patriarch was moved to tears.
"That's wonderful to hear... That's the voice of God!"
Simon smiled and walked towards the young patriarch, who was currently in a quiet phase, squatting on the ground and enjoying the music. "Hello, my name is Simon. Would you like to stay alone with me for a while and chat?"
The young patriarch finally turned her around slowly. Her right shoulder shrugged up to her ear, and her eyes couldn't even look straight ahead, but a trace of calm joy hung on her face. She nodded and spoke haltingly, "My...my name is Nie."
"Hello, Nie!" Simon stretched out his hand.
Nirvana also stretched out his hand and clasped the two hands together.
"Don't worry, I'd love to hear everything you have to say."
Two hours later, the young patriarch Nie, who had been crazy, numb in the body, stiff in the shoulders, and with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, skipped away. Although the treatment process was a bit tiring, the effect was surprisingly good.
The old chief was so moved that tears filled his eyes, and the whole tribe cheered and celebrated.
Taking advantage of this gap, Qianlan began to hum.
"Look! I've made you traditional psychologists look down on our music therapy school! Humph! If I hadn't cleverly played the healing piano music from my collection, do you think that Nirvana would have said a word to you?"
Simon said, "How can a computer like you have so many emotions? Speak less, it's not easy to recharge!"
Qianlan was unwilling to just stand there and wait. Although he could no longer transform into a human, he still used his brush to draw a white eye at Simon on his screen.
"I've always said this is a familiar, curable condition... But how did you tell at first glance that Nie was suffering from hysteria, not schizophrenia?" Qianlan finally asked her question. As a highly educated psychology expert, a misdiagnosis was unacceptable to a computer!
Simon said, "You'll be able to tell the difference after you see hundreds or thousands of patients."
"and!"
Simon paused and added, "Jung said that primitive people were all mentally ill. You see, they don't care about mental symptoms at all. They think hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, and delusions are all normal. They don't even show any surprise when they see you changing all the time. And they accept Xiao Hei... a cat that size. So even if it's really schizophrenia, they will accept it. They won't say it's crazy! And the most important point is... Nirvana has emotions. I can feel them."
Qianlan just remained silent.
Don't speak.
But he still said: "Master, the treatment of hysteria won't be that fast, right? I have a bad feeling..."
"My premonition was accurate!" Simon said. "Hysteria is a form of transference neurosis. Simply put, the patient falls in love with the doctor, and her illness is instantly cured. However, this isn't truly a cure. If you dare to tell her the treatment is over or ignore her, she'll get sick again in a matter of minutes!"
"So what are you going to do?" Qianlan said worriedly, "What if she gives birth to a child for you?"
Simon didn't take it seriously. He wasn't a novice in this business. "Don't worry about it. At worst, I'll just stay here for two or three years to help eradicate her completely."
Qianlan shuddered and a black cat appeared on her screen.
"I'm not worried about that! I'm worried that when Xiao Hei wakes up, he'll find a woman insisting on marrying him, having children, and having sex. Not only will you not refuse, but you'll also meet her at a fixed time every day. Aren't you afraid that the black cat will have a seizure? That's a much scarier psychopathic demon!"
The author has something to say: Well, hysteria is divided into somatic transformation and dissociation, and I won't describe the treatment process in detail. In short, it is a very magical disease. Transference reactions can make the symptoms disappear quickly. Of course, it takes a long time to completely cure it.
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