一天,我的咨询室来了一位咨询者方女士。她是个亭亭玉立的少妇,脸色蜡白、神情沮丧。她说,她肋下有一股气,老往心口顶,身上似有蚂蚁在爬。她经常能闻到一种臭臊气味。她伸开颀长的手让我看,上面有几个小气块。她说,她精神老是集中不起来,干啥忘啥,还老怀疑自己丈夫有外遇,虽然? One day, my counselor came to a consultant, Ms. Fang. She is a slim young woman, pale and depressed. She said she had a gas under the ribs, the heart of old mind to the top, who seems to be climbing ants. She can often smell a smelly smell. She stretched her long hand to let me see, there are a few stingy above. She said she always can not concentrate, what to forget, but also old suspect that her husband had an affair, though?