Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 299 Cognitive Therapy
"Dean Qiao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

After receiving the business card, Feinan had a strange look on his face, and couldn't help but ask, "Dean Qiao, do you like to press your feet?"

"Oh?"

Qiao Shan's eyes lit up: "Doctor Liang, do you also like foot massage?"

"A little research." Feinan touched his nose, why am I bringing this up?
"That's great, we can communicate more in the future." Qiao Shan smiled until he lost his eyesight.

"No need."

Feinan shook his head and declined politely, brought the topic back on track, took out the introduction materials and handed them to Dean Qiao: "Shall we start the interview?"

Dean Qiao took the materials and asked Nurse Miao curiously, "Are you working overtime tonight?"

"if not?"

Nurse Miao asked back with confidence. She glanced at the clock beside the table, curled her lips and said, "It's almost time, I have to go down to make rounds."

Saying that, she smiled at Xiaobai, turned and left.

"Is this your son?"

Dean Qiao looked down at the materials, and asked suspiciously, "Then why did you fill in unmarried here?"

Before Feinan could answer, he suddenly realized, winked and said, "I understand, I understand."

Who do you take me for?
Feinan coughed helplessly, and asked, "Dean Qiao, shall we talk about some professional issues?"

"OK then!"

Dean Qiao put together the materials and asked: "Dr. Liang was in charge of psychiatry in a hospital in Osaka before? Then I would like to ask, how do you treat patients with schizophrenia at RB?"

"Psychotherapy is the main treatment, supplemented by drug treatment. It is generally centered around this. Careful care and stable medication are still the key."

"That's not much different from Xianggang!"

Dean Qiao asked again: "If a patient gets sick, smashes things, beats people, how will you deal with it?"

"Prevention of this situation is better than treatment. If the patient can take the medicine on time during the daily treatment, generally there will be no disease, unless the patient consciously uses Tibetan medicine. Once this happens, the first thing to do is to restrain The patient moves, injects diazepam, stabilizes the patient's condition, and then proceeds to treatment after the condition recovers."

"very good."

Dean Qiao nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "What do you think of physical therapy?"

Feinan was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you mean electric shock or surgical resection?"

Dean Qiao suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help shivering, before continuing, "I'm talking about electric shock therapy."

"strongly oppose."

Feinan didn't hesitate at all.

"Then you are also a supporter of Morita Therapy?"

Dean Qiao rubbed his forehead worriedly.

"Do not."

Feinan shook his head: "I'm a supporter of cognitive therapy."

"Cognitive therapy? A popular psychotherapy over there in the United States?"

Dean Qiao shook his head in embarrassment: "I heard that cognitive therapy will have adverse effects on mental illness?"

"That's for critically ill patients."

Feinan explained: "Patients with mental disorders accompanied by hallucinations and delusions, of course, cannot use this kind of therapy, which will induce and aggravate their symptoms. But in fact, ordinary mental patients with mild symptoms only need to take medicine on time and pass cognition. Therapy helps them rebuild their cognition, and they can live a normal life."

After a pause, he added: "In fact, the most important thing about mental illness is not the doctor, but the family."

Hearing his words, Dean Qiao's brows gradually relaxed, showing a trace of relief and surprise, he got up and smiled, "Dr. Liang, you are welcome to join."

This is the end?I spent $[-] to get a set of answers to professional questions from the system, and it didn't take much!

But since the interview is passed, the money is not in vain, so just treat it as learning materials. After all, many knowledge points given by the system seem to be from later generations, and they are quite useful.

"Thank you."

Feinan thanked him, got up and shook hands with him.

Dean Qiao sat down, took out a contract that Feinan suspected he had prepared long ago from the drawer, and handed it to him.

"This is the contract, take a look!"

Feinan took it, looked it over roughly, and found nothing wrong, so he signed it with a stroke of a pen.

Tony Leung!
Because the professional task had already been triggered, there was no system prompt this time, which made Feinan a little disappointed.

Putting away the contract, Dean Qiao asked with a smile: "Doctor Liang, it's so late, do you want to go back? If you don't want to be hospitalized, you can stay at my house for one night. It's in Tuen Mun, very close."

"Don't bother, I'd better go back, don't worry, I won't be late tomorrow morning."

Feinan declined Qiao Shan's invitation and was about to leave.

"Then I'll take it to you."

Dean Qiao got up to get his coat.

"Stay here, I'm here by car."

"It's okay, I should get off work anyway."

Dean Qiao put on his coat, locked the door of the office, and walked downstairs with Feinan.

Going down to the fourth floor, many figures in hospital gowns appeared in the corridor. They lined up expressionlessly, holding the washbasin, and they seemed to be ready to wash up and go to bed.

There were nurses guarding both ends of the corridor, and when they saw the dean coming down, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Hello, Dean."

"Dean, are you off work?"

"Goodbye, Dean."

While saying hello, the nurses looked at Feinan curiously.

Seeing Feinan, the patients started whispering while the nurse was saying hello.

I don't know what they said, but the patient who heard the whispers looked at Feinan with a little fear.

Feinan shook his head and continued to walk downstairs.

After sending Feinan to the gate of the hospital, Dean Qiao invited him again: "Doctor Liang, it's too late, don't drive at night, it's too dangerous, why don't you stay at my house for one night? My bed is big and comfortable... ..."

"President Qiao, you are too polite, see you tomorrow morning."

Feinan declined him again.

Upon seeing this, Dean Qiao could only shake his head regretfully, and watched him get into the car.

"Wait a minute, Doctor Liang."

Dean Qiao suddenly called Fei Nan to a halt, walked forward two steps quickly, lay down beside the car window, and said in a low voice, "You must be careful when driving! If someone is giving a ride, don't stop."

Feinan looked at him thoughtfully and nodded, "Okay, I see."

After starting the car and heading towards the city, Feinan glanced at Qingshan Hospital in the night through the rearview mirror, and rubbed his neck with his hands.

There is a weird feeling in this place, everyone from the patients to the nurses to the dean is a bit inexplicable, but there is no red cursor on the map, which is really strange.

It was already late at night when the car drove back to the city. Feinan was nervous all the way, but he didn't even see half of the people in the car.

After getting out of the car with Xiaobai in his arms, Feinan couldn't help thinking, could it be a psychological effect?

No matter what, you still have to be steadfast in your goal of completing the task.

It's already so late, don't sleep tonight, study the cognitive therapy given by the research system, try to send a few patients out of the hospital as soon as possible, and complete the task as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)