Chapter 77

Should I drink this soup?

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, then put the bowl down and looked at Wang Ke and Wang Ke's wife.

Wang Ke's wife took a chair and sat down, then kneaded her heels and complained:

"Honey, my heel is not good."

"Who told you to be so careless? It's lucky if your bones are all right."

Wang Ke carefully observed his wife's heel, smiled and said:

"You'd better go back to your room and have a rest first. Don't run outside these days. It's really hard to see you walking on tiptoe all the time, and you also wear high heels."

"Come on, come on, don't people also want to make themselves look better and make you feel more comfortable at home?"

The woman rolled her eyes at her husband, and then smiled at Zhou Ze, "you talk, I'll go up first."

After the woman left, Wang Ke pointed to the bowl that Zhou zegang had just put down and reminded him:

"The soup is going to be cold."

Zhou Ze took out a cigarette and lit it. He didn't worry about smoking it in someone else's house.

After a while, Zhou Zecai asked:

"What do you mean?"

"Due to prosperity." Wang Ke shook his head, then pointed to the pot of broth and said, "did you think it was human meat in this pot of broth before?"

Zhou Ze didn't speak.

Wang Ke also pulled out a cigarette and lit it with the fire on the gas stove, saying:

"This is psychological suggestion. Everyone will encounter this kind of psychological suggestion more or less in daily life. For example, when you just left the door, suddenly an aunt next to you told her child to lock the door after leaving, or the home will be stolen.

You will subconsciously reflect on whether you have closed the door or not, and then constantly recall and tangle, and finally run back to see whether the door is closed or not.

This is relatively common and simple, and a little more advanced, which is achieved through the continuous side operation of the behavior and consciousness of psychological cues.

For example, you think I actually cooked a pot of human meat soup in my kitchen and dared not drink it. "

Wang Ke shrugged,

"Is it absurd? Yes, it is absurd, but you believe it. This is the most absurd, but also the most normal thing."

Zhou Ze asked, "is this part of the treatment?"

Wang Ke shook his head, "no, it's not a disease. We psychologists rarely call psychological problems' disease '. This is your own knot.

Just like why you think I can cook human flesh, this psychological hint has actually lasted for a long time. For example, my wife, who always likes to go outside to do her hair but doesn't change her hairstyle when she comes back.

Why do you think I have motive to kill her?

I was green. She found a man outside and put a lovely green hat on me. "

"Cute............"

"Well, the adjective cute can be ignored first, but it is undeniable that this is the biggest hint that you mistakenly think I cook my wife's meat at home.

Because you think I knew it long ago. In fact, I did know it long ago. Then you take it for granted that I will be angry. Well, I am really angry.

After that, you think I have a motive to kill her and eat her meat, because I should vent my anger in this way.

Of course, there are some auxiliary hints, such as my identity. My biggest hobby is actually cooking a pot of broth at home that I can't eat by myself. The reason is just to meet the regret that when I was a child in an orphanage, the conditions were not delicious and the meat was not delicious.

This contrast makes it difficult for you to admit that your brain naturally begins to form your own thinking, a thinking that you think can be explained.

That is, as we often say, what you think of as' truth ', just like many gourd eaters on the Internet, a very simple event can often be used by some interested people to hype and ferment, which is also for this reason.

In everyone's heart, there is Shakespeare and a Sherlock Holmes. "

Wang Ke picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, dipped it in the dipping dish, and then put it into his mouth to chew with his eyes closed.

"Don't you really eat it? It's delicious. When I was a child in the orphanage, I remember you often fought with me for meat."

"In the end, you left your drumsticks to me." Zhou Ze said.

"Haha, who calls you younger than me? Who calls you my brother." Wang Ke waved his hand disapprovingly, "in fact, at that time, I also liked to eat meat, but I always didn't eat enough.

Now that conditions are available, you can eat meat thirsty, but every time you are excited and devote yourself to cooking a large pot, you will be full after not eating much.

My health is not as good as before, and I am not a young man anymore. In addition, my living conditions have gradually improved since I joined the work.

Now, instead, I feel that when I saw you eat my chicken leg in the orphanage as a child, it was the most delicious. "

Wang Ke took another piece of meat and put it into his mouth. After eating it, he sighed.

Zhou Ze spit out a smoke ring and didn't say anything. He just leaned silently against the kitchen wall, watching the white smoke rolling inside and the vicissitudes and sighs of the middle-aged man inside.

"Tell me about your problem. In fact, the problem lies in yourself. To be honest, is it the most comfortable time when you were a doctor?

No matter what problems you encounter at work, no matter how intriguing, no matter how excluded and suppressed,

When a patient is brought to you, it is always right to treat the patient and save others.

It is consistent with the nature of your work and the ethics of human society.

A doctor's parents' heart can make you ignore the patient's identity, the patient's personality, and what the patient has done before, whether it is a good person or a bad person, a poor person or a rich person.

As long as he is brought to you, the only thing you have to do is cure him.

But now, you encounter choice difficulties. In some choices, you need to consider more situations, and the scale needs to be determined by yourself, which makes you very uncomfortable and troubled.

You want to be yourself with an iron heart, similar to the characters in martial arts novels, Xiaoxiao free and easy, but you have to be fettered by the current hesitation.

In fact, this is the normal state of most people. Azer, you used to be too self-centered. You and I grew up in an orphanage. We both suffered from childhood misfortunes and suffered from the lack of pressure and inferiority towards our families in our youth.

In fact, both of us, more or less, have some psychological problems. This is the seed. Now it is blossoming and bearing fruit on you.

You say your conscience is gone, but it is. You are instinctively rejecting it and instinctively hating it, but you can't give it up.

So your subconscious creates this situation, and if your conscience is eaten by you, you can perfectly ignore it. "

"How to solve it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Unless there is a psychological master who can completely override you in consciousness, and break the shackles of your heart at one stroke, you can bear its hypnosis irresistibly.

Otherwise, you can only rely on yourself to kill it slowly. Maybe you kill it, or it kills you. "

Wang Ke drank another mouthful of soup, which should be delicious. His face showed satisfaction. "Brother, my level is not enough, or I can have some ways to solve the psychological problems of ordinary people, but you are not ordinary people."

Zhou Ze nodded, "so, all this can only be natural?"

"Instead of resisting it, you can accept it, and even treat it as a person, as the other side of you." Wang Ke tried to give his own solution, "I say this is a little abstract. It's best if you can understand it, and it doesn't matter if you can't understand it. It's OK to let nature take its course."

Put down the dishes and chopsticks, Wang Ke and Zhou Ze went to the living room, Wang Ke made a pot of tea again.

The local news of Tongcheng is being broadcast on TV. It happens that a face familiar to Zhou Ze appears in the news. It is a simple and honest face. He is crying and roaring.

However, most of the previous news has been broadcast, and this is the end.

Seeing that Zhou Ze was watching the news, Wang Ke explained, "this matter has been very hot recently. His son has leukemia and wants to find his second daughter who he sent out before. After launching the media, he finally found it.

But the second daughter and her adoptive parents refused to donate. He and his wife went to block people at the door of other people's community and scolded his daughter for her unconsciousness. Then he went to the second daughter's high school to post posters, scolded his second daughter's sins, and forced his second daughter to donate. "

"Oh."

Zhou Ze took a sip of tea.

"Nowadays, there are all kinds of strange things." Wang Ke sighed.

Zhou Ze looked at Wang Ke and said, "in fact, there used to be, but there was no such a developed information network before."

"What do you mean?"

"No."

"Don't look down on your brother." Wang Ke suddenly said seriously.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Everyone has his own difficulties, and my brother doesn't want to, but I can see it."

"I'm leaving. Thank you for your diagnosis today."

"You're welcome. As I said, I won't call you again in the future, but you can come to me whenever you have something to do."

Under the escort of Wang Ke, Zhou Ze walked out of his house and looked back at the balcony on the second floor of his house. Little Luoli was not there.

yes,

Little Luoli can't be here. She should have gone to Chengdu with a faceless girl and other ghosts.

After taking a taxi and getting on the bus, the driver turned around and said, "where are you going, buddy?"

"Where is the most unclean, send me there."

Zhou Ze felt that he should take the initiative to find something to do and make some achievements.

"Yo, brother, are you a writer? Go out and find inspiration?"

"Sort of."

"Yes, I really know a place."

The driver patted his chest and promised to help Zhou Ze find a good place. That place has been so evil recently that most people dare not pass there at night.

then,

The driver took Zhou Ze to the door of the "late night bookstore".

The damn crow reappeared, "quack quack" slowly flying through the air. It seems to be very good at flying out when it is most needed.

The breeze blew the fallen leaves, spinning around under Zhou Ze's feet, making a "rustling" sound.

Zhou Ze glanced back at the taxi that had gone far away,

Suddenly I felt that I should talk to Xu Qinglang about the relocation.

…………

Pushing open the bedroom door, Wang Ke walked into the bedroom. His wife was lying in bed playing with her mobile phone. Seeing her husband coming, she changed a graceful posture,

"He's gone?"

"Well, let's go." Wang Ke sat down beside the bed with a smile, reached out his hand and touched his wife's cheek, saying:

"You are thin, too thin, and not delicious."

"Death, you men are like this. You want your wife to be in good shape when she takes you out, and you want her to have some meat in bed to make you comfortable."

"Old, too fine meat, stuffed teeth."

Say,

Wang Ke stretched out his fingers and pulled out some shredded meat from his teeth,

"Don't lose weight."