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Chapter 398 Another psychological problem

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    I said: "I stabbed you sixty-eight times. Is this considered manslaughter?"

    He Zhiling said: "The court made the above judgment in view of Wang Li's voluntary surrender and good attitude in pleading guilty, and the victim's family accepted Wang Li's apology and compensation."

    I said, "Okay, but I took a look and found out that she, Wang Li, has any mental illness? It was Li who had an argument with her, and then they got into a fight and beat her, and then went to smash up her shop.  , and then beat her again, and she stabbed Li to death in anger, it¡¯s not surprising.¡±

    He Zhiling said: "The reason for the dispute, my friend told me, was because Li said that looking at the vase was more important than her friends. Later, when she was about to stab Li to death, she kept shouting, "Kill them, you"  Kill them! They mean the vase."

    I suddenly felt creepy.

    You kill them, you kill them.

    They are referring to the vase.

    I asked in shock: "Are they vases? The vase is her friend? Wang Li thinks the vase is her friend? A living friend?"

    He Zhiling said: "My friend thinks her sister has a mental problem, but she doesn't know what the problem is. Her sister is gentle, sensible, gentle, and weak. Even if she is beaten, she will not have the courage.  Resistance, but that day, she dared to pick up a knife and stab her own friend to death. She stabbed her sixty-eight times. She was extremely angry because of her vase. She loved her vase more than the people around her, including herself.  Even when her mother died, she was not as heartbroken as when her vase was broken."

    I said: "This is indeed a problem."

    He Zhiling said: "My friend thinks that even if her sister goes out, if she has this mental illness, she may still be like that when she goes out. So, she wants to entrust me to find some psychiatrists to treat her."

    I said: "Okay."

    He Zhiling looked at the time and said, "I still have things to do. I'll send Wang Li to your office later."

    I said, "Oh, can we wait for another day? I'm very upset and tired now."

    He Zhiling asked: "Do you need inspiration to save people like you need to write?"

    I said: "That's not true, it's just because I just experienced the female prisoner's suicide, and I'm a little bit mentally disturbed."

    He Zhiling said: "Go back, wait, I will have someone take her there."

    I had no choice but to nod.

    Having interacted with too many people with weird mental illnesses, I thought, I would also die from mental illnesses.

    Liu Zhihui once told me that overseas, there are psychological counseling classes for psychologists who often come into contact with patients with mental illness, but in our country, there has been a disconnect.

    I think Liu Zhihui is a good psychological counselor who has contact with psychiatrists and gives psychological counseling classes to psychiatrists.

    When I arrived at my office, I waited not long before Wang Li arrived.

    She does look like a weak and weak girl, similar to the kind of weak female college students who only know how to study and not know anything else in college.

    She wears a pair of glasses, has short hair, and is a bit earthy. She looks like a typical college girl who is stupid in reading.

    Such a weak and helpless girl turned out to be a murderer who stabbed her best friend sixty-eight times.

    When Wang Li saw me, she sat down and asked me directly: "You were arranged by my sister to give me psychological treatment, right?"

    I was surprised for a moment, and then asked: "How do you know?"

    Wang Li said: "My sister has always thought I was sick. She said I was mentally ill."

    I said: "Oh, then why did she say you are crazy?"

    Wang Li said: "She said I love vases more than anyone else."

    I said: "You don't seem to be sick, you don't have any neurological disease, so why does she say you are mentally ill? There is no conflict between loving vases and loving others."

    Wang Li said: "So, she is sick, but I am not."

    I said: "Okay. Let me ask you. I heard that you stabbed someone to death for a vase. Do you still feel remorse for Li's death? Do you still feel guilty?"

    Wang Li began to get excited, and she said weakly: "Repent? Guilt? Cry? Self-blame? That's what my sister asked the lawyer to tell me and let me pretend in court. I don't feel any guilt towards Li Su at all. She  She deserves to die, she killed them! She deserves to pay for them with her life."

    They.

    ? ?Dumb.

    After a pause, I said: "Yes, they do think those things are alive. But I think they are not alive. So I want to ask you, if you sing to them and speak to them, I probably understand.  , then, what did they say to you?"

    There was a smile on her face: "They talked a lot. For example, which vase did they quarrel with again? Which vase did they reconcile with? The weather is very good, and they want to take more baths."

    I asked: "Can a vase still quarrel with a vase?"

    She said: "Yes. It's very interesting. Also, when some vases are sold, they will cry and say goodbye to me, reluctant to leave their friends and sisters."

    Damn it, crazy.

    I was patient, nodded with my eyes closed, and said, "Okay, I understand a little more for now. So, since you like them so much, why did you sell them?"

    She said: "I can't take care of that much, and the job of the vase is to arrange flowers, spend time with the flowers day and night, and put them in the most conspicuous place in rich people's homes. That's when they are happiest and proudest."

    I said that as an earthling, I just want to kick her back to Mars.

    I asked again: "Even if they are alive, have they given you love? In real life, have they given you care and support?"

    She said: "They love me, care about me, comfort me and care about me. But they can't take care of me."

    I asked again: "When you were sick, could they feed you medicine like your mother? Can they go to the hospital to see you like your sister? After you killed someone, did they save you? Help you give it to the victim  Is it your family¡¯s money? Did you hire a lawyer for you?¡±

    She looked at my angry look and was a little helpless.

    I asked again: "Do you still have a conscience and a grateful heart? They have never given you realistic care and upbringing. You fucking think their lives are more important than the lives of your mother, sister, and any relatives and friends! You fucking  Are you still human? You still say you are not crazy?"

    She looked at me with some fear, and then said: "Whether I love you or not, that's my business. What does it have to do with you? Why do you care about me?"

    I said: "Human nature is to care for one's parents, children, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends, and fellow villagers first. But today, I discovered that someone has finally subverted human nature, and that is you! You value the vase more than your own parents.  Sisters and family members should be kissed! In a society with normal moral values, it is certainly not strange to care for pets or other things, but this so-called love should be based on respect for human dignity and human life first.  It is based on emotional communication between people! When you dare to kill people for a vase, violate human ethics, trample on human laws, trample on human family affection for a vase, and deprive people of their dignity for a vase, then I can only say that you have become mentally ill.  You're abnormal, otherwise what's the explanation? Well, I don't want to see such a lunatic like you again! Your sister shouldn't have saved you, it's best to let you die! Goodbye!" (Remember this site's URL: www  .hlnovel.com
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