Mr. Pei! Don't force yourself into circles you can't fit into.

Shen Jicheng casually asked, "What kind of doctor are you?"

Which department?

His biggest fear was surgeons. When he was little, he was too naughty and often went to the hospital. Once, he accidentally injured his leg and went to the surgery department. When he entered the operating room, he heard the sound of a saw coming from the next operating room, and even heavy knocking sounds.

If you didn't tell anyone, who would know this is surgery? You'd think you'd stumbled into a slaughterhouse.

That incident left a significant shadow on his young mind, so much so that for a period of time afterward, he dared not be naughty again.

He probably fears going to the hospital the most, let alone dealing with doctors; he keeps his distance from them.

Chu Haonan smiled and, without Shen Jicheng refusing, picked up another fishing rod from the ground. "Psychotherapist."

These words lessened Shen Jicheng's dislike for him. At least in his eyes, a psychologist was a much gentler person than a surgeon. Shen Jicheng nodded in realization, "A psychologist, huh?"

"Then I guess it's not easy to find a job in your field, right? It seems like psychologists aren't as sought-after as surgeons."

In Shen Jicheng's view, people with mental illnesses are generally rare, since he believes that there is nothing that money cannot solve.

If money can't solve the problem, then go touch the male model's abs.

Just touch it a few more times, and it will be fine.

"Hahaha." Chu Haonan laughed heartily, "That's just on the surface. In today's society, everyone has some psychological issues to some extent. For example, students who are troubled by their grades, young people who are under too much work pressure, elderly people who worry about their children, and elderly people who are overthinking. There are countless examples, you just can't see them."

Shen Jicheng pondered for a moment, "Is that so?"

"Well... maybe it's because I don't have any people like that around me. I haven't noticed any."

Chu Haonan simply smiled and did not answer.

Shen Jicheng was curious after all; having failed to catch a single fish after so long, he couldn't help but turn around and ask again.

"How can you tell if someone has a mental illness?"

Chu Haonan put the fish he had caught into the bucket next to him and said slowly, "It's simple, see if he has a desire for control."

"?" Shen Jicheng couldn't understand.

"Take paranoid personality disorder, for example. The most typical symptoms are a desire for control, extreme insecurity, and paranoia." Perhaps intentionally, Chu Haonan gave Shen Jicheng a briefing on the causes, severity, and consequences of this type of disorder.

"These individuals often suffer from significant upheavals in their childhood, such as being harmed, abused, or abandoned. This is often due to a lack of care or prolonged exposure to harsh and unpredictable environments."

"As they grow up, they become sensitive and suspicious, and will doubt others without any basis. They lack a sense of security and lack trust in those close to them, even their partners, whose loyalty may be questioned."

"They are vengeful and hold deep grudges. They find it very difficult to forgive those who have insulted or hurt them in the past. In fact, as many as 90% of them will choose to seek revenge."

Shen Jicheng was quite surprised; it was the first time he had ever heard of paranoid personality disorder, and it sounded rather terrifying...

If it were someone close to him, wouldn't they be unjustly suspected?

The worst thing in a relationship is doubt.

Once doubt arises, a rift appears in the relationship.

"Isn't there any way to treat this?" Shen Jicheng asked curiously. If this kind of person continues like this, won't they only push those around them further away?

Chu Haonan paused, then smiled, "Of course."

"Psychotherapy is available. By establishing a comfortable doctor-patient partnership, cognitive behavioral therapy can be gradually introduced to help patients identify and challenge their paranoid thoughts. Secondly, medication can be used as an adjunct. However, there is no specific drug that can directly cure personality disorders, but doctors may prescribe antidepressants and anti-anxiety medications for the accompanying severe anxiety."

Shen Jicheng frowned. "What you're saying is pointless; it's obviously useless." He'd said a lot, but the gist was: it can't be cured. It can only alleviate the symptoms.

Chu Haonan hadn't expected Shen Jicheng to be so direct. He nodded, "Indeed, paranoid personality disorder is the most difficult to diagnose and the most challenging psychological illness. It's very difficult to completely cure. Of course... I've met someone who was the opposite."

Shen Jicheng was bored and threw fish food into the fish pond, wondering where Pei Lin had gone and why he hadn't come out to look for him yet. This person's constant nagging in his ear was so annoying.

"What?" Shen Jicheng asked casually, seemingly uninterested.

"He was not controlled by his mental illness; on the contrary, he controlled his illness. There were long periods when he did not have an attack."

Chu Haonan didn't care whether Shen Jicheng was listening or not; he simply continued speaking, his voice gradually lowering.

"As long as a person remains conscious, he will not be troubled by his own illness. However, it is very difficult to keep someone with mental illness conscious. Electroconvulsive therapy is the most effective treatment. But it cannot be done too many times, as too many times can cause brain damage. And there are also risks for doctors."

These words aroused Shen Jicheng's suspicion. He turned his head curiously and asked, "Then how did he do it? How did he stay sober?"

However, Chu Haonan stopped there and just smiled at him, saying, "Guess."

Shen Jicheng: "..."

"Can you guess what method can be used to maintain pain sensation continuously without damaging the patient's brain, and also without harming the doctor treating them during an attack?"

Shen Jicheng frowned. "Continuously maintaining pain sensation?" It didn't sound like a good thing...

Without damaging the brain? How can pain be maintained or sustained without damaging the brain?

Not harming the doctors who provide treatment... that's even more impossible.

Without a doctor, how can there be pain?

Shen Jicheng was extremely puzzled and curious. "Why? Tell me."

Just then, Pei Lin walked over from not far away.

"What are you two talking about? You seem so engrossed in your conversation?"

As she spoke, she naturally walked between Shen Jicheng and Chu Haonan, widening the distance between them.

So much so that when the three of them stood together, it was noticeably cramped.

Chu Haonan: "..." It seems he was overthinking it; his condition is still quite serious.

Extremely suspicious!

Seeing the incredibly close proximity between Pei Lin and Chu Haonan, Shen Jicheng felt a pang of jealousy.

Sure enough, they are the closest to each other.

Who am I...?

"We didn't talk about anything," Shen Jicheng said insincerely. "We just talked about you." He was just making things up.

Unexpectedly, Pei Lin paused slightly and subconsciously glanced at Chu Haonan.

Chu Haonan innocently spread his hands, indicating: I didn't name names.

When Shen Jicheng saw this, and realized they were exchanging glances right under his nose, he was furious and immediately took the fishing rod away.