After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 272 Sound Therapist

Soothing music is playing in a bright and spacious space that is extremely simple and comfortable.

Through the wide and clear glass window, you can see the slowly setting sun outside the window and the red clouds outside the window.

The fiery color that fell from the sky cast a strong glow on this city full of tall buildings.

Right in front of this glass window, there is a sofa chair. A young woman who is dressed fashionably but has no makeup on, and even has her hair tied up in a ponytail casually, without any decorations on her body, is leaning on the sofa with her eyes closed.

Her feet, placed on the footstool of the sofa, were wearing a pair of nude red-soled high heels. There were some signs of wear and tear on the red paint on the soles.

The hands she folded over herself were fair and slender, and it was obvious that they were well maintained. Even her nails had French manicure with a layered sense of space.

However, the nail polish on the nails had already left the back edge of the nails, revealing a nail arc, which was the mark left by the growth of the nails.

Instead, look at the length of the nails sprouting from the nail bed. This pair of exquisite manicure has stayed on the hands of this young woman for more than half a month.

Whether it is from what she is wearing or the French nails on her hands, it undoubtedly shows that she is an exquisite woman with a wealthy life and high demands on her life.

Under normal circumstances, when she enters into social activities in the outside world, she should not be like she is now, with no makeup or accessories, and even look a little haggard.

And in this space, there was no other sound except the soothing and gentle music.

The noise generated by the outside world is completely isolated outside this space because of a series of sound insulation measures used when this space was built.

Just on the table not far away, the huge hourglass with slowly falling sand made an inaudible white noise.

When the last grain of sand fell from the hourglass, the soothing and clear music had come to an end.

After the music stopped completely and the room fell into silence, the young woman lying on the sofa slowly opened her eyes.

The woman lying on the sofa did not make any immediate movement, her brown eyes were so calm that they seemed a little indifferent.

The young woman then moved her hands, which were folded on her lower abdomen, to her chest over her heart.

Feeling the steady heartbeat coming from his palm, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then he said softly: "...Doctor Fu, your treatment is very effective. I haven't felt my mind so peaceful for a long time."

Sitting on the soft sofa chair next to the patient, Fu Wen, who was called Doctor Fu, also had a faint smile on his face.

He pushed up his glasses and replied in a soft and gentle voice, "...This is mainly because of your cooperation and trust, Ms. Li. All I can do is to help you get out of those bad moods through music, that's all."

The young and fashionable Ms. Li just smiled and said, "Before I came to you, I didn't really trust psychotherapy... I've been to many mental health centers and many private psychologists."

"But the effect is not as obvious as yours..." Ms. Li said with a sigh, "I just released the sorrow and pressure in my heart for a moment when I was facing them and pouring out my inner pain... But it was only a moment of relief. Not long after, the pressure I released came back to haunt me little by little, and I couldn't breathe at all."

After listening carefully to what Ms. Li said, Fu Wen still wore a friendly smile and replied in a gentle voice without any aggression: "...Everyone has their own face, just like a fever and a cold. Some are caused by viruses, and some are caused by bacteria. The causes of the disease are different, and the medicines used in treatment are also different. The pain in the heart is more difficult to distinguish than the symptoms on the body... It's just that the treatment methods they use are not just for your disease, and the scope of influence is too wide, so the effect revealed will get a poor evaluation."

The smile on Ms. Li's unpainted face did not disappear, and even became even brighter: "While Dr. Fu was defending his colleagues, he also did not forget to praise himself in secret."

Fu Wen smiled calmly and said, "Ms. Li has already praised me, so I will naturally accept it well."

"...I feel very comfortable with your treatment." Ms. Li, leaning on the soft backrest, slowly sat up and looked at Fu Wen, who was sitting across a table from her. "You are not like some doctors and psychologists I have met before. In order to understand my condition, you deliberately use some words to give me negative stimulation, in order to see how I will behave when I am emotionally excited, so as to determine what kind of treatment I should receive."

"I have been treated by other sound therapists before, but their treatment process and methods are very different from yours." Ms. Li was very satisfied with the treatment. She said with curiosity and exploration: "You didn't communicate with me too much, nor did you talk about the pain inflicted on me and where it came from... This kind of treatment process did not make me resist, but made me feel very comfortable."

Fu Wen didn't care about such curious inquiry, and replied in a very good-tempered voice: "This is a secret of mine... In fact, there is not much difference between me and a magician. If my tricks were revealed in front of the patient, I would probably never be able to perform this perfect magic in front of you again."

Ms. Li did not ask any more questions and immediately changed the subject: "This treatment time has taken up my friend's quota. I wonder when the next treatment time can be scheduled?"

After hearing this question, or request, Fu Wen, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and walked to his desk and took out a folder from the shelf above.

After flipping through it, he said to Ms. Li, "...How about this, come to my place again at this time next month."

Ms. Li showed a look of astonishment: "Isn't psychological counseling usually done once a week?"

Fu Wen explained with a smile: "This is the time interval I came up with after evaluating your condition...Your condition may be better than you expected."