Chapter 10 Strange dreams and curses

Author: Jian Qiuse

Chapter 10 Strange dreams and curses

Zhang Qian put down her phone, her face stiffened and her brows furrowed.

Judging from the information received from Wang Hao, this matter is not just as simple as instant noodles, but there seems to be another party hiding behind it.

The more Zhang Qian thought about it, the more dizzy she felt. The appearance of the resentful spirit had shattered her world view. She thought Wang Hao could help her figure out the secret behind it, but unexpectedly, Verne became more and more puzzled.

Returning to the psychological counseling center where she worked, Zhang Qian calmed down and dealt with the work piled up in her hands.

In the past two days, she had no time to receive patients because of things happening at the night market.

After sorting it out for more than an hour, she took out a medical record and called the number on it.

The owner of this medical record is named Su Qing, a girl in her twenties who currently works as a cashier at a hotel in Xicheng.

As early as half a month ago, Su Qing came here to find her and submitted a psychological record analysis.

Later, Zhang Qian was too busy and forgot about the little girl. She happened to be free today, so she wanted to deal with this patient first.

The call was quickly connected, and a rather loud voice rang.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Is it Su Qing? I'm Zhang Qian from the psychological counseling office."

"It's Doctor Zhang. I've been waiting for you for more than half a month. Why did you just call me now?"

Su Qing was obviously a little angry.

Zhang Qian quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Miss Su. I'm really busy these days. Now that I have some free time today, I'll call you as soon as possible. Are you free this afternoon?"

"You don't have to wait until the afternoon, I'll be here right away."

Su Qing replied and immediately hung up the phone.

Zhang Qian put away her phone and continued to sort out other patient information.

About half an hour later.

A very delicate girl, about 1.6 meters tall, came to Zhang Qian's psychological counseling center.

She is Su Qing.

After the assistant came forward to inquire, he immediately took Su Qing to Zhang Qian's office.

Psychiatrists like Zhang Qian usually have a room in their office dedicated to face-to-face and in-depth communication with patients.

After Su Qing came in, Zhang Qian took her into the psychological consultation room.

The two sat face to face and Zhang Qian said with a smile.

"More than half a month ago, when you came to see me, you said that you always had nightmares when you went to bed at night. Now let me ask you, what are the contents of your dreams?"

"I dreamed of a big tree, and I stood in front of it, and it started talking to me."

"What did the tree say?"

"I can't hear clearly. Anyway, the tree is talking."

Su Qing's expression was not very good, and she felt even more frightened when talking about this strange dream she often had.

Zhang Qian thought for a moment before replying with professional knowledge.

"Miss Su, from a psychological point of view, trees represent strong vitality and endless cycles. I think if you have such a dream, it must be because you lack a sense of security in your heart and feel fear and uneasiness all the time. I

Is that right?"

"Well, it's true. Ever since my dad's accident, I've been feeling very uneasy. I always feel like something is staring at me all the time, as if it could kill me at any time."

"What happened to your dad? What makes you so uneasy?"

"Isn't it the night market incident? I'm scared."

Su Qing suddenly said this.

Zhang Qian's face suddenly darkened and she sat up straight, no longer as relaxed as before.

She had no idea that her patient would be related to what happened on the night market street.

And the most important thing is that when Su Qing came to her for a psychological analysis book for the first time more than half a month ago, she did not mention the specific situation of her father to her.

Sensing something was wrong, Zhang Qian immediately stood up and asked.

"Can I ask, what is your father's name and what happened over there on the night market street?"

"Dr. Zhang, I told you that you must know that my father's name is...Chen Lin."

"What? Your father is Chen Lin?"

Zhang Qian was confused, but of course she was more surprised.

She didn't understand until now that Su Qing came to see her more than half a month ago, and her father, Chen Lin, came to see her more than a week ago.

This means that the father and daughter came to find her almost a week apart from each other.

Zhang Qian suppressed the bad premonition in her heart and asked.

"Then why is your father's surname Chen and your surname Su?"

"My grandfather was adopted into the Chen family. His original surname was Su. But now that he is in my generation, he will naturally have to return to the family lineage for three generations."

"So that's it!"

Zhang Qian was relieved and convinced that Su Qing was not lying.

As a qualified psychiatrist, he can naturally judge whether the patient has the possibility of lying through changes in the patient's micro-expressions.

When Su Qing said this just now, she acted very sincerely and there was no possibility of lying.

Su Qing opened the chatterbox.

"Dr. Zhang, you also know that my father died so strangely, and I started having nightmares before him, so I'm very scared now!"

"You have to relax. All your fears and anxieties are all because your father died in a strange way, so it scared you. Then you just need to calm down, work hard, and things will get better naturally."

"But these past few nights, I have been having nightmares about the big tree talking!"

"Think carefully about what the big tree said and see if you can remember a word or two so that I can help you analyze it."

Zhang Qian tentatively began to dig.

When people dream at night, it is the result of brain nerve activity. This is a kind of subconscious work deep in the mind.

Deep digging into the subconscious mind can often help us find out the crux of the problem for psychological patients.

To put it simply, people often dream about something during the day and dream about it at night. If they can’t think about something, they will keep struggling with it. As long as these tangled points are sorted out and straightened out, many times it will naturally help their psychological well-being.

The patient brings healing.

However, Zhang Qian still thought too simply.

Just because of her professional knowledge, it is also completely unavailable to Su Qing.

No, Su Qing lowered her head and thought carefully for a while. She suddenly raised her head and stared at Zhang Qian, and said seriously.

"Although I was in a dream and couldn't hear clearly what the big tree was saying, I vaguely seemed to understand two words."

"Which two words?"

"curse!"

Su Qing said in a solemn tone.

"Dr. Zhang, did I have something evil?"

In the past, Zhang Qian would definitely have refuted the other party's belief in science, but recent experiences told her that the other party might really be evil.

The other party was obviously closely related to this case, and she did not want to put the other party's life in danger because of her arbitrary actions.

"Cursing is not within the scope of my business. Miss Su, you may need to ask a professional to take a look."

Zhang Qian thought for a while and replied.

"You actually believe it?"

Su Qing looked shocked. During this period, she also found other psychiatrists. Most of them said that she had been too stressed recently and her nerves were tight, causing nightmares. No one believed in the curse.

"It seems that I really have to go to the temple to find someone."

Zhang Qian's answer made Su Qing firm up her judgment, and she made up her mind to find someone to take a look.

"If Miss Su trusts me, there is no need to look for her. My second grandfather is a Taoist priest. He should be able to arrive in Xicheng in the afternoon."

"Is that so? That's great!"

Su Qing became happy, she had been tormented by this dream for too long.

"In that case, you go back to work first. I will pick up my second grandfather at the airport in the afternoon, and then I will pick you up. Then we will go to my house together, and then my second grandfather will slowly help you analyze it."

"Okay, that's settled then. I'll go back and wait for you."

Su Qing nodded in agreement and left happily.

Zhang Qian looked at Su Qing's leaving figure, the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.

She guessed that to unravel the real cause of death of Chen Lin, the number one deceased in the night market, perhaps the key lies with his daughter Su Qing.
Chapter completed!