I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 47

Chapter 47 

Dr. Sun was very happy about her appearance, but he was not surprised.

Wang Yuanxi took Yan Tingxin's hand and said gratefully: "Good boy, thank you."

Yan Tingxin shook his head: "Mr. Wang, you're welcome." Dr. Sun, could you please tell me more about Ning Huan's condition? Dr

. Sun: "Okay.

Ning Huan's PTSD is too severe, and every time he gets sick, he is extremely painful.

The previous treatment was conservative and allowed him to avoid irritation.

But it's hard to isolate life from all stimuli, a story on the TV news, a lighter in the hands of a passer-by on the street...... will become the trigger for his illness.

Unless he isolates himself on an island forever, he can't avoid stimulation as long as he wants to fit in.

Now, his condition has finally eased.

So, I thought maybe this would be a good time to use desensitization therapy instead of not being able to isolate the source of the stimulus, and completely defeat the fear of fire.

Wang Yuanxi was fascinated by what Dr. Sun said and the scene of Ning Huan's recovery, and she was really happy to hope that Ning Huan could regain his glory one day, so as soon as she received a call from Dr. Sun, she immediately rushed to the hospital in Switzerland without a moment's delay.

Wang Yuanxi looked at Yan Tingxin with an expectant look.

Dr. Sun continued, "Miss Yan, you need to help him overcome his fears little by little, and face what scares him. For example, you've done the first thing so that he can face and eat food that was roasted over a fire.

Next, encourage him to talk about the psychological trauma, so that he can try to accept the fire little by little, such as watching the video of the fire, actually touching the spark, and so on.

Yan Tingxin was preoccupied, and nodded slowly: "Hmm."
Dr.
Sun: "But you can't tell him that this is a treatment for him."

Yan Tingxin raised his head: "Why?"
Dr.
Sun: "If he knows that you are his therapist, he will anticipate and be wary of the therapeutic behavior you are doing, and he will become more sensitive in front of you."

Yan Tingxin said firmly: "I don't want to sneak close to him, gain his trust, touch his scars, and finally tell him, 'All this is an agreement I made with the doctor and your mother, all to heal you'."

This is a secondary deception of him. This

sentence is too deafening, Wang Yuanxi is a mother who is sick and rushes to the doctor, she only thinks about curing Ning Huan, and never thinks deeply about how to cure him, which is the best.

Doctor Sun lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Okay, I promise you, but every treatment you have to do must be discussed with me, because his mind is extremely sensitive and fragile, and once there is an inappropriate treatment, the effect is likely to be counterproductive."

Yan Tingxin nodded: "Okay."

Wang Yuanxi handed Yan Tingxin a bank card: "Miss Yan, thank you for your willingness to help Xiaohuan." You take the money first.

Yan Tingxin squeezed out a wry smile and rejected the bank card: "Mr. Wang, I am short of money, but I am not helping him for money."

Wang Yuanxi: "Miss Yan, let me take the liberty of asking, are you and my son in love?"

"Nope. Not in love. Yan Tingxin replied very simply.

Wang Yuanxi was afraid that she would have psychological pressure, and explained: "I don't ask this sentence to break you up, and I won't take out my bank card to force my son's girlfriend to leave like the evil mother-in-law on TV." If you are a couple of lovers, I bless you, Huanhuan is really miserable. It is a blessing for him to be able to meet someone as gentle as you.

Yan Tingxin: "I just don't want to see him trapped in life anymore." "

Because I have seen the beauty of the world's great rivers and mountains, I don't want him to be trapped in life anymore.

......

At night, sleepless nights.

Yan Tingxin was lying on the bed, his mind full of Ning Huan.

The next day, Yan Tingxin came to the Swiss ward, exhaled softly, pushed the corners of his mouth up, and said to Ning Huan, who was sitting by the window: "The weather is good today, do you want to go out for a walk?" Ning Huan hugged the

flatbread: "Okay."

Yan Tingxin naturally took a coat for Ning Huan and put it in his arms: "Bring your clothes and put them on when it's cold." They

walked out of the hospital gate and into the familiar lakeside park.

This is where Yan Tingxin came on purpose, she doesn't like the cold hospital, people come and go, the patient in this ward leaves, and immediately sleeps with another person, the pace there is too fast, she wants to talk about this matter in a safe area that belongs to her and Ning Huan.

Now that it is winter, the golden leaves are almost gone, but the winter sun is shining, shining warmly on their bodies, and they do not feel cold.

Yan Tingxin pondered and said, "Ning Huan, Mr. Wang and Doctor Sun have all looked for me in the past few days.

Ning Huan's hand touching the flatbread paused.

Yan Tingxin: "They want to come to me and heal your pain with Dr. Sun."

Ning Huan breathed heavily, lowered his eyes, and continued to touch the cake casually: "You are not the first person they are looking for, before, Dr. Sun also asked his mentor for help, but it was useless.

Ning Huan: "I have a fire in my name, as if I have been tied to fire in this life, and it will always haunt me and not let me breathe."

Yan Tingxin picked up his hand and wrote the word 'Huan' in his palm: "The fire in your name is the fire that is reborn from the fire, the reborn Huan." The

air seemed to freeze for a moment, and all kinds of past things appeared like shadows, Yan Tingxin kept looking at him: "Are you willing to let me try to heal your pain?"

Ning Huan looked at her eyes: "I'm useless, it's been so long, and I know that there is no fire, but I always feel very painful, I always feel that I can't stand up and can't walk out." Ning Huan lowered his eyes, blinked his eyes a few times quickly, his mouth opened, and there were some knots: "It's likely, very likely, I'll disappoint you......"

Yan Tingxin: "Don't force it, don't put pressure on yourself, if you don't want to, I won't ......"

Saying this, Ning Huan raised his head, looked at Yan Tingxin's eyes, interrupted her words, and clenched her hand:" I do.

Yan Tingxin held his hand back: "I haven't studied medicine, I haven't studied psychology, and I'm not a professional, in this process, it is possible that because of unprofessionalism, it will backfire and hurt you, so that you will suffer again, are you still willing?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ning Huan's mouth: "Yes, I do."

Yan Tingxin bent his eyes at him and gave him a determined smile.

Trust me!

The flatbread snorted and rubbed his head against his hand.

Yan Tingxin: "Do you remember what I told you about the fire in my house?"

Ning Huan: "I remember." Never forget how brave you are. " <B1112>
Yan Tingxin mentioned the fire at home, originally wanted to use his past as an opportunity to talk to Ning Huan about his views on the fire, according to what Dr. Sun said, encourage him to talk about the past trauma, in the blink of an eye, Yan Tingxin suddenly remembered a detail.

That is, after chatting with Ning Huan about family matters, Ning Huan told him that 'it is not wrong to have' the need to be loved'. Yan Tingxin had a faint feeling at that time that something was different between them.

Yan Tingxin: "Is it because I said that there was a fire in the house, and you think that we have a similar experience, so you opened up to me?"

Ning Huan: "Not exactly. I don't just choose to believe in you because of your bravery and the similarities between us. Just because I want to believe in you. "

Just because I want to believe in you.

Yan Tingxin felt as if her heart had been scratched by something soft.

Yan Tingxin: "I want to help you, just because I want to help you, not because your mother and the doctor asked me for help, and not because they promised to pay me after they cure you."

Ning Huan looked at her: "Hmm." "

Dr. Sun told me that if you want to heal you, the first thing you have to do is to encourage you to talk about your psychological trauma,"

Yan Tingxin said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "But I have changed my mind now, and I don't want to remind you to deliberately remember the pain." I know something bad has happened to you. Those memories, whether you want to forget, or remember, can be, everything. Let's look ahead together.

Ning Huan: "Okay." Deal. "

......

A gust of winter wind blew, and his cheeks were dry and red.

Yan Tingxin: "The wind is blowing."

Ning Huan said, "Let's go back."

Yan Tingxin: "Are you going back to the hospital?"

Ning Huan: "No, I don't like hospitals, let's go home."

Yan Tingxin took the dog's leash, and they returned to Ning Huan's residence in Switzerland together.

At this time, there was no one at home.

Sister Song, who took care of him, and his mother, Wang Yuanxi, were both in the hospital.

This is the second time Yan Tingxin has come to his house, and as soon as the flatbread enters the house, he runs around the house like joy.

Yan Tingxin dragged the dog's leash and was led by the dog to the door of a room in the deepest part of the house.

The door was locked and could not be opened.

Ning Huan: "The key is under the third flower pot on the left hand side of the balcony. "

Is this an invitation to open the door?

Yan Tingxin took the key and opened the door.

The room was dark and dusty for a long time.

Yan Tingxin opened the curtains of this room, and the sunlight shone into this long-dusted room, and the dust in the air flew in the sunlight.

Ning Huan sat in a wheelchair, squinted, and gradually got used to the light.

Yan Tingxin saw the items in the house clearly.

Ning Huan has the same hobby as her—collecting.

It's not a collection of famous ancient paintings and ancient treasures, but a collection of bits and pieces of life worth cherishing and commemorating.

In this room, there are costumes he wore in costume dramas before, fake props and jade pendants, chef's hats, densely packed scripts full of notes, yellowed notices, and trophies for Best Supporting Actor and Best Actor......

His past was cherished in this room, locked, curtained, locked into darkness.

Yan Tingxin picked up the chef's hat that Ning Huan had worn when he was acting before: "I also have a cabinet at home that I bought in the second-hand market, where I have a collection of all kinds of gadgets.

Ning Huan chuckled: "What are you collecting?"

Yan Tingxin's eyes rolled in a half circle: "Well, I think about it, there are the books I translated, the high school tutorial books, the sand of Phuket, the maple leaves of Canada, and the beautiful stones picked up by the river...... I also have a flower pot shelf, planted with camellia from Dali, azaleas from Shangri-La, ......"

Ning Huan couldn't help but fantasize about her home in her mind: "I hope to have the opportunity to visit your house in the future."

Yan Tingxin: "Come on!" Welcome. "