DreameNovelChapter 316 The Psychotherapy and Her Resistance After listening to Lenard's analysis that day, Dixon was in silence for a long tafter going back alone. It was so long that Carney could not find him the next day. When Carney opened the door of his independent apartment, there were cigarette butts and cans all over the floor. Dixon was sitting there, stiff as a statue, with the last cigarette burning between his fingers. Carney frowned and called out, "Mr. Borris..." Dixon took a long tto cback to his senses. He looked at the special assistant standing in the doorway and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Here you are." "Miss Donald will be in psychotherapy tonight..." Carney stepped forward and helped Dixon gather the cans of trash, "You should get ready to go." Dixon didn't say anything. He stood up slowly, like an old man. He put out the last cigarette and made a phone call. Twenty minutes later, the housewife cover. Upon entering, she pinched her nose, "Sir, how many cigarettes have you been smoking?" Dixon took a long tto answer in a low voice, "Please." Carney felt Dixon had changed after Sonia had been sick.
Later, after he had washed up in his room and the housewife outside had cleaned the living room and sprayed the air freshener over and over again, the apartment looked like it had cto life.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt the twhen he walked in, Carney felt like he was in a coffin.
Dixon dressed much younger today than in his regular suits. He wore a hoodie and got an aviator jacket. His straight pants were pulled up a little. He said to Carney, "Let's go." Carney looked at Dixon a few times and led him out the door. On the road, Dixon asked, "Who's the one counseling Sonia today?" "Doctor Hoober." Carney sighed, "The best psychiatrists in the Seaside City have all been invited here. But counseling is only used in collaboration. The most important thing is whether Sonia can let go." After all the injustice she had been through, would she be able to let go? Dixon felt scared just thinking about it.
At three o'clock that afternoon, Dixon cto the hospital. According to Lenard, Sonia had already taken sleeping pills. He gave her mirtazapine, half of which would make a super-strong man like Dixon sleep all day. Not to mention Sonia.
She was now at her mental limit. And if she kept holding on, he was afraid she would have a complete breakdown.
Later, several doctors woke Sonia up from a deep sleep. But they did not wake her up completely, leaving her brain in that state of shallow cortical activity. Then they gave her a lot of probing devices on her head. Her fingers were put on wires, and her chest was connected to an electronic wire to monitor her heart. Doctor Hoober asked her in a low voice, as if he was doing hypnosis.
Both Lenard and Dixon stood outside waiting. In this specialized field, they could only leave it to Doctor Hoober. "Has anything terrible happened to you lately?" "... No..."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSonia murmured as if in hysterics. Her brain was quietly in an activen state, not listening to her control. "Do you have something to fear..."
"Fear..." Sonia mumbled, her eyes were just open a slit, as if she was deeply hypnotized, Fear of the dark... Fear of kidnapping... Fear of... Victor is missing..." "Victor is missing." The answer made Dixon's heart shrink fiercely as he watched from outside.
She cared about Victor to such an extent that she remembered him Thim even when she was hypnotized. Then When she NO what Dixon did when he forcibly took Victor away from her almost cost her life! "Is there anyone you hate, or dislike?"
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