Chapter 711 Master
Fu Zheng heard the tentative tone in Wen Liang's voice and realized something, "Oh? What did he say?"
Wen Liang simply repeated Professor Bob's judgment.
After the words fell, there was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone. "Hypnosis? Does treatment also require hypnosis?"
"Yes."
"Will there be any danger?"
"Professor Bob said there's no danger as long as it's done properly."
"But what if he doesn't operate it properly?"
"I looked it up online, and he's indeed a very authoritative psychology expert. We can't assume that. Even ordinary surgery carries the risk of improper operation. Should we just not treat him?"
Fu Zheng paused, his tone flat, "So, if you confirm that he will treat you, you will have to stay in Philadelphia for at least two months?"
This is assuming the treatment goes well. If not, it may take half a year.
"...Yeah." Wen Liang said weakly, "But I have an appointment with another psychologist today. I'll make a choice after comparing them."
Fu Zheng: "..."
He could sense that Wen Liang was already inclined to be treated by Bob.
Otherwise she wouldn't have called him at this time, but after seeing all the psychiatrists.
She was giving him time to digest it.
Professor Bob was recommended to her by Huo Dongcheng.
It's really haunting.
After a few simple goodbyes, Wen Liang went to one of the top psychological counseling rooms in Beijing where he had made an appointment.
Last night in the hotel, she looked up some information and read the booklet Bob left for her, and learned a lot about hypnosis.
After meeting the psychologist, Wen Liang first described his symptoms.
After listening to Wen Liang's narration, the psychologist's brows furrowed more and more.
He thought for a long time, put down his pen, took off his glasses, rubbed his nose, and said cautiously, "Miss Wen, your case is indeed very special. Judging from the symptoms you described, it is indeed not ordinary traumatic amnesia, but..."
"And what?" Wen Liang tightened the strap in his hand.
"It's a memory barrier formed through professional hypnosis intervention." The doctor put his glasses back on, his eyes becoming serious. "This level of memory blockade is not something an ordinary psychiatrist can achieve."
Most of the patients who came to him for consultation had psychological problems, such as bipolar disorder, depression, anxiety, school phobia, etc. There were not many patients with memory disorders, and most of them had traumatic amnesia, accompanied by other psychological problems.
Like Ms. Wen in front of him, memory intervention is illegal in China, so this is the first case he has encountered.
Traumatic amnesia is different from amnesia caused by hypnosis intervention. The former is mainly about comforting, while the latter is about breaking down psychological barriers.
The person who interfered with her memory back then had extremely high hypnosis skills. If the person who treated her was not skilled enough, there was a high possibility of backlash and turning her into a fool.
Wen Liang nodded, "My previous doctor told me the same thing."
"Oh?" The psychologist raised his eyebrows, thinking that Wen Liang had been to other psychological counseling rooms.
Although they are colleagues, they occasionally have medical exchanges and discussions.
In such a difficult case, the psychiatrist was curious about his colleague's conclusion and asked, "Which doctor is it? What did he say?"
"It's Professor Bob Williams, do you know him?" Wen Liang asked.
The psychiatrist gasped, his eyes widening, "Professor Bob? Of course you know!"
"Professor Bob is a leading figure in our field!" The psychologist's voice suddenly rose a few degrees, his eyes flashing with admiration, and the look he gave Wen Liang became very serious and respectful.
He knew that Professor Bob was in Beijing recently and he had attended the exchange meeting two days ago.
Professor Bob was very interested in his case and had a few brief conversations and gave him some advice, which made one of his friends in the same profession very envious.
Not many people can get treatment from Dr. Bob!
The psychologist stood up excitedly, took a thick professional book from the bookshelf, and quickly turned to the title page.
"Look, this book was edited by Professor Bob." He pointed at the author's name and photo, his fingers trembling slightly. "I had the honor of attending his advanced hypnosis therapy workshop at Harvard. It was simply..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
The doctor suddenly realized his loss of composure, coughed lightly, and sat back in his seat, but the enthusiasm in his eyes remained undimmed. "Ms. Wen, you would be very lucky if Professor Bob took over your case. His research in the field of memory intervention is at least ten years ahead of the industry."
Wen Liang was a little surprised by the doctor's reaction: "You think so highly of him?"
"It's not just a compliment, it's a fact." The doctor flipped open his notebook and quickly wrote a few lines. "At last year's International Psychology Conference, Professor Bob demonstrated the 'Progressive Memory Reawakening Method,' which successfully cured seven cases of stubborn memory disorders like yours."
He looked up, his eyes sincere. "Honestly, if you've already received Professor Bob's diagnosis and treatment advice, I really don't dare to preside over your treatment."
Wen Liang thoughtfully stroked the booklet Professor Bob gave her: "But...are there any risks in hypnosis treatment?"
Not to mention Fu Zheng, Wen Liang was also worried about this. After all, it was a matter of the brain and she couldn't take it lightly. What if she woke up and became a fool?
The doctor laughed when he heard this: "If it were any other doctor, I would say there are risks, but Professor Bob..."
He shook his head. "His technique is as precise as brain surgery. Last year, there was a case where a patient's memory was affected by medication taken five years prior, and Professor Bob fully awakened the patient in just eight weeks. The article has been published; you can search for it."
As he spoke, the doctor took out a photo from the drawer: "This is a group photo taken after last year's seminar. Look, this is Professor Bob."
In the photo, Professor Bob is standing in the center, surrounded by top psychologists from various countries, all looking at him with admiration.
"Miss Wen," the doctor's tone suddenly became serious, "as a colleague, I recommend that you accept Professor Bob's treatment. Many people would beg for such an opportunity."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I will consider your suggestion carefully."
The psychologist paused, then said, "Can I add you on WeChat? Don't worry, I won't bother you. When you have time, just share your treatment process with me. I can pay you. By the way, since I didn't help you this time, I won't charge you for the consultation."
Wen Liang: “…”
After leaving this psychological counseling room, Wen Liang went to another one.
Not surprisingly, after hearing that she had consulted Professor Bob, the psychologist in front of her had a similar reaction to the previous one, and asked her to go to Dr. Bob for treatment.
And this one was even bolder. Not only did he not charge her for the consultation, he also gave her gifts, hoping that she would plead with Professor Bob to let him become Professor Bob's assistant in treating her.
After coming out of the psychological counseling room, Wen Liang bought lunch and took a taxi to the hospital.
On the way, she silently dialed Fu Zheng's number.
A whole morning has passed, he should have digested most of it.
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