Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Shang Jing asked, “What if that still happens when I play during the day? Is there any way to improve my situation?”
Jiang Wen pondered over the possibilities. “I’ve never seen such a case. It could be caused by some other factor.”
This boyfriend of his is quite keen in seeking a cure for his problem. I wonder how He Jiang approached him with the topic.
Jiang Wen: “What you’ll have to do is to find the root cause and eliminate it. Usually, these symptoms are linked to past experiences and traumas. They are not that difficult to overcome.”
Shang Jing was mildly convinced by Jiang Wen’s explanation. He pressed on, “But what if that person has already forgotten that psychological trauma and is still losing sleep? Is there still help for him?”
Confusion clouded Jiang Wen’s expression.
Did he really forget what he went through or is he just unwilling to share?
He Jiang had already told him everything he knew about Shang Jing’s psychological barrier. It had something to do with a school shooting when he was a child. That should not be something so embarrassing he would be unwilling to share.
Jiang Wen: “There’s no making without breaking. If you are really unwilling to share, we can seek the help of your family members to help recount the events for you. You just have to share your thoughts at your own pace as the treatment progresses.”
“Are you married? You can get your spouse to accompany you.”
Shang Jing shook his head. “That won’t do, I can’t seek his help.”
Looking at his reaction, something clicked in Jiang Wen. Shang Jing was not resistant towards the treatment, he was resistant towards He Jiang’s accompaniment.
He chuckled, “Actually, I am a psychiatrist. Thank you for the soda. If you are willing, you can tell me about your situation, I’ll not charge you.”
Shang Jing could not help questioning, “Are you good at it?”
Jiang Wen replied humbly, “I just have a Stanford Psychology Ph.D.”
“Then you must be good!” Shang Jing looked at him in awe. “Can psychiatrists like you keep secrets?”
Jiang Wen sneaked a peak at He Jiang who was s
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