I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 45

Chapter 45 

Sister Song told Dr. Sun about her observations of Ning Huan during this time, and also focused on Miss Yan giving Ning Huan a dog, and Ning Huan would spend a lot of time teasing the dog at home every day.

"Started getting a dog? The slender eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses narrowed, and Dr. Sun said solemnly: "Ms. Song, I want to talk to Ning Huan's mother, Mr. Wang, about Ning Huan's condition. This time, perhaps the biggest turning point in his condition.

Song Chunyi's eyes widened in surprise, and the corners of her mouth raised: "I'll call Mr. Wang and ask her to take the time to see Ning Huan." Dr

. Sun: "Okay. I'm also going to talk to this Miss Yan alone. "

......

After slipping around with the flatbread, Yan Tingxin separated from Ning Huan and the dog, and was about to leave the hospital with any door, when Yan Tingxin was stopped by Dr. Sun.

"Miss Yan.

Yan Tingxin was startled by his voice, but fortunately his left hand was on the doorknob and had not been unscrewed yet, otherwise if the doctor had followed the direction she had left, he would have found that she had disappeared in place.

It's the doctor with that Chinese face.

It turned out to be really Chinese and could speak Chinese.

She calmed down and pushed her hair behind her ears: "Hello.
Dr.
Sun took a folder of a medical case book and approached her: "Miss Yan, I am Ning Huan's attending doctor. My surname is Sun, and my name is Sun Hua.

Yan Tingxin smiled: "Doctor Sun, hello." My name is Yan Tingxin. Dr

. Sun was wearing a thick pair of glasses: "Miss Yan, do you have time now?" Can I talk to you? "

What does a doctor talk to a patient's friend? Illness, of course!

Thinking of this, Yan Tingxin immediately responded: "Yes."
Dr
. Sun looked very easy-going and said, "Then let's go outside and talk while walking."

"Okay. "

The population density here is not high, and the ward area of this hospital is only two floors, but the lawn and outdoor activity space outside the ward are huge.

Dr. Sun: "Miss Yan, when did you and Ning Huan meet?"

Yan Tingxin: "It didn't take long." For most of the year. Dr

. Sun: "My condition has been much better than before in the past few months, I asked Sister Song, who takes care of Ning Huan's daily life, I heard that Ning Huan has made a friend this year, does he often go out to see you?" Yan

Tingxin: ???

Yan Tingxin frowned: "There is a meeting, but I don't know if I went out to see me." Ning Huan is teaching me to practice ukulele.
Dr.
Sun understood and nodded: "Music is a cure for diseases. In his situation, finding something to do for himself is conducive to recovery. I heard that you also gave him a dog, and he loved that dog very much, what was the name of that dog? Is that your name? "

The dog's name is Flatbread. It was the name that Ning Huan took. Yan Tingxin blinked, a little confused, not knowing what the doctor wanted to express.

Dr. Sun: "Miss Yan, I would like to ask you a question. Why do you think Ning Huan will quickly open up to you and build friends with you?

Yan Tingxin frowned, not liking this question that looked like an 'interrogation': "I don't know." However, when we met, he helped me and instructed me to practice ukulele, so didn't it be easy for us to become friends? Dr

. Sun: "Don't get me wrong, I took the liberty of asking this question because I wanted to know some of the ways you and Ning Huan got along and could help treat his condition."

Yan Tingxin looked at Doctor Sun: "Doctor, I also want to ask you some questions about Ning Huan's condition. Dr

. Sun: "Excuse me."

Yan Tingxin: "He was burned, why didn't you treat his wounds?" Just hang him up and take painkillers? And—"

And, oddly enough...... Why did Ning Huan curl his legs in such pain, but there were no burns on his legs and ankles?

Dr. Sun: "That's not a painkiller, it's a placebo.

Yan Tingxin was stunned: "What? "

If Ning Huan is in pain, but he doesn't take pain medicine, he can relieve pain, that proves ......

Dr. Sun: "He's a phantom pain.

Yan Tingxin: "Phantom pain...... Fantasizing about pain? Dr

. Sun: "Yes. It's a mental illness.

Yan Tingxin: "!!

Recalling the past, Yan Tingxin said to himself: "Fire sequelae? Fantasizing that your legs are burned by fire, so it's hot and painful?
Doctor
Sun narrowed his slender eyes behind his glasses: "Miss Yan, it seems that you know more than I expected." Ning Huan trusts you very much, and even told you about his past.

Yan Tingxin shook her head in shame, this is what she used to cross through to Ning Huan when she was a child, and she happened to know about it, not what Ning Huan told him. Is this a peep into someone else's privacy?

Dr. Sun: "Miss Yan, do you know? This is the fastest recovery since Ning Huan's illness.

Yan Tingxin: "Really?"
Dr
. Sun lifted the frame of his glasses and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes."

Yan Tingxin didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was recalling.

They walked to a stone bench under a tree, and Dr. Sun sat down first, and Yan Tingxin sat next to him.

Doctor Sun looked at Yan Tingxin's eyes: "Miss Yan, I would like to ask you to join Ning Huan's treatment plan and cure this case."

Yan Tingxin: "!!

Yan Tingxin: "Doctor Sun, why do you think I can cure him?" Dr

. Sun: "He ate the chicken rack you gave him."

Yan Tingxin didn't understand what the doctor wanted to express: "This ...... Is there any difference? Dr

. Sun: "Chicken rack, grilled chicken rack." "He emphasized an accent on the word 'baked'.

Yan Tingxin: "Roasted? Dr

. Sun: "Fire." After his first episode, until you show up, he won't eat any food that has been roasted over the fire at all.

Yan Tingxin recalled the first time Ning Huan told her that she liked to eat chicken racks the most when she was a child, her face was reluctant, and she thought that she went to Ning Huan's childhood, took him as a child to eat chicken racks, and sent chicken racks to him now, it turned out to be ...... Now he doesn't eat anything that is roasted over a fire at all?

Dr. Sun: "He has PTSD for fire.

Because of the fear of fire, the kitchen at home has not been able to use open flames.

Even if there is no fire, even food cooked directly over fire, such as barbecue, can be a trigger. In the past, when he was at his worst, a glance at a barbecue that had been grilled by fire would induce illness.

Now you can not only watch barbecue, but also eat it in your stomach!

Yan Tingxin: "Maybe it's because of his illness, after these three years of recuperation, he was already in the recovery period?" You also said that this time he is recovering faster than ever. Dr

. Sun: "No, you're that special person." You think you're ordinary and unimportant, but in the eyes of us onlookers, you're the exception.
Dr.
Sun handed the document in his hand to Yan Tingxin:

"I can show you these two evaluation reports."

Before you appeared, in addition to fantasizing about pain, he also had moderate depression caused by long-term isolation of himself. But after this hospitalization, I re-evaluated him and his depressive tendencies have been greatly reduced.

Yan Tingxin opened Ning Huan's case report and looked at the data on it carefully.

One is a report when she didn't show up last year, and the other is a report after she appeared this year, Ning Huan's condition has quietly changed.

Dr. Sun stood up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Dr. Sun suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Yan Tingxin: "There is one more thing, you may not know, his legs can walk.

Yan Tingxin flipped through the report's fingers and raised his head: "Can you go?" I thought ......

"His leg was broken by furniture at the fire scene three years ago, and the broken bones have been rejoined, and it is only he who really prevents him from getting out." "

......

Late at night, the case book was opened on the table.

Yan Tingxin nestled alone in a chair and used a computer to retrieve - PTSD.

"Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is a delayed onset and persistent mental disorder in which an individual experiences, witnesses, or encounters one or more actual deaths, threatens to die, or is seriously injured, or has a threat to bodily integrity, involving themselves or others. "Note:

Is the threat of death and serious injuries the sequelae of Ning Huan's childhood fire?

Clinical manifestations of PTSD:

1. The symptoms

of traumatic re-experience are mainly manifested by the repeated and involuntary emergence of trauma-related situations or content in the patient's thinking, memory or dream, and can also have severe emotional reactions. It even feels as if the traumatic event is happening again.

2. Avoidance and numbness symptoms

are mainly manifested in the patient's long-term or persistent avoidance of events or situations related to the traumatic experience...... [Note]

Severe emotional reaction?

It seems that this attack must be due to the contact with the element of 'fire' in the music square, which caused him to have a serious emotional reaction.

Her brow furrowed, and she remembered what the doctor had told her during the day, 'Because of the fear of fire, the kitchen at home has not been able to use open flames.'

Even if there is no fire, even food cooked directly over fire, such as barbecue, can be a trigger. Ning Huan's

psychological disorder was so severe that even the food cooked over an open flame would make him recall the traumatic event, so how painful his life was.

But Yan Tingxin always felt that there seemed to be other details that he hadn't thought clearly.

It seemed that there was something else that had been overlooked, and she hadn't noticed.

Continue to search for treatment methods -

"Psychotherapy is the most effective method for radical treatment of PTSD, and the psychotherapy commonly used for PTSD includes cognitive behavioral therapy, hypnotherapy, eye movement desensitization and reprocessing, ......
" [Note
]. Yan Tingxin frowned, these professional treatment terms, she was difficult to understand, and she wasted a lot of effort, while taking notes, while searching for the corresponding meaning of the treatment method one by one.

......

After getting off work the next day, Yan Tingxin used any door to pack a chicken soup and brought it to Ning Huan.

Approaching the door of the ward, I heard a gentle female voice coming from the door of the ward: "This dog looks very similar to the one you raised in high school before!" A breed? Ning

Huan's deep voice came from inside the door: "Hmm." The

female voice sounded familiar: "Who sent it?"

Yan Tingxin: "??? The

people inside the door had already sensed that someone was approaching the door, and they all cast their eyes outside the door.

It's Ning Huan's mother, Mr. Wang!

Yan Tingxin once worked as a translator for Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang came to Switzerland to see Ning Huan on the last day of his trip abroad.

The flatbread jumped out of Ning Huan's arms, ran happily to Yan Tingxin's legs, and wagged his tail.

Ning Huan smiled: "She sent it." Mom, she's Yan Tingxin, my friend. You've known each other before, so I won't introduce it much. The flatbread was given to me by her. Mr

. Wang's full name is Wang Yuanxi, the corners of Wang Yuanxi's mouth outlined a smile, it seems that she is not curious at all why Yan Tingxin is in Switzerland, she may think that Yan Tingxin is a translator, and she came here on a business trip to interpret for customers, and it is not surprising that she met Ning Huan by mistake.

Yan Tingxin: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Yuanxi: "Miss Yan."

Ning Huan: "Come in."

Ning Huan: "What to bring me?"

Yan Tingxin: "Hmm." One serving of chicken broth.

Ning Huan: "You boiled it?"

Yan Tingxin: "No, I bought it."

Ning Huan's mother listened to this, smiled lightly, and glanced at her son.

......

On this day, when Yan Tingxin was about to leave, Ning Huan's mother Wang Yuanxi came over.

"Miss Yan, please stay.

"Mr. Wang, is there something wrong? "

Miss Yan, do you have time? Let's find a place to sit and talk.

"Okay, okay. Yan Tingxin's heart was a little heavy, the doctor came to her yesterday, and Ning Huan's mother stopped her today, she probably knew what Mr. Wang was going to talk to her about.