Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 111 I've Come to See My Friend
Is there a "Liu" or "Lin" Psychological Clinic in Jiangdu?

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow.

Private clinics generally have two naming conventions:

First, choose a term related to the industry or service content, and then add some homophones.

Second, or, simply and crudely combine one character each from the founder's surname and given name to create the clinic's signboard.

“The Liu and Lin clinics,” Nan Zhuren repeated the name.

"Teacher Lin Lilin..."

Nan Zhuren sighed, "They really don't hide from people at all."

"No, perhaps it was because I never thought about hiding from people before, but instead wanted to make a name for myself. After all... the 'accident' started with me."

Nan Zhuren opened his phone's map app, entered the clinic's name, and searched—

The address has also been released.

“Good. Next, all we need to do is go inside and find out what ‘special issues’ Li Minglu has that weren’t written in his file.”

"Therefore, I have to go to the school's mental health center again."

Most of the patients referred by Liu Lin's Psychological Clinic had previously visited the Psychological Health Center of Jiangnan University.

Therefore, the Jiangda Psychological Center became an information gathering station that Nan Zhuren had to visit.

Not to mention, the Jiangda Psychological Center was already on Nan Zhuren's itinerary today. After all, given the current dwindling number of consultations at Yannuo Center, the best way for Nan Zhuren to significantly increase consultations in the short term and achieve the "monthly target" is to provide free consultations at the school's counseling center.

"But there's still one problem."

"After all, I was fired..."

Although Nan Zhuren had previously worked as a part-time psychological counselor at the Jiangda Psychological Center, his current status is different.

If I try to contact the mental health center in my current capacity, I might face rejection.

"However, if Sister Pingting puts in a good word, things should get better."

Just then, Nan Zhuren suddenly thought of something.

He opened WeChat's "Moments" and quickly swiped through it a few times.

A dynamic display appeared before my eyes.

【summer:
Forwarded article – from [Jiangda Psychological Health Center]
Experience the Jiangnan University Group Psychology Workshop this autumn!

Nan Zhuren blinked, and the corners of his mouth inexplicably turned up.

……

In the afternoon, the winter sun shines down, just the right time to induce drowsiness.

It was exactly 2:30 p.m., just as the college students had finished their lunch break and were about to wake up but were still sleepy.

Summer wore light makeup, making her look rosy-cheeked and full of energy.

But when no visitors come, she will secretly lean on the table with her head propped up, her eyes half-closed, like a lazy cat.

Law students have one of the largest amounts of professional knowledge to memorize among humanities students; and for these students who stay up all night memorizing and then have to attend classes the next day for credits, they have long since developed a semi-sleep-like, automated work style.

If I were to start working in the future, I'd probably be a master at slacking off.

Da da--

Suddenly, faint footsteps could be heard outside the door.

Summer instantly lifted my spirits from a 2 out of 10 to a 7. For students seeking help at the mental health center, the receptionist should greet them immediately; this is a form of social support.

Of course, overly enthusiastic support might scare away some students. Therefore, after careful consideration, the school instructed the student receptionists to greet the students with a "relatively enthusiastic, but not too enthusiastic" attitude, and to keep their voices "clear but not loud."

"Hello, classmate—"

"--Okay!" Xia Tian suddenly seemed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her volume rising sharply like a rocket when she said the last two words.

His eyes lit up instantly, and his [spirit] score jumped from 7 to 10!
At the doorway, Nan Zhuren looked at Xia Tian with a smile.

"Hello, Summer."

After thinking for a moment, he added a greeting: "Long time no see."

haven't seen you for a long time.

These four words almost ignited the summer's "spirit" once again, reaching a level exceeding 10 points.

But the image management, emotional management, and facial expression management that had been in place for so long finally came into play at this moment.

A thin layer of makeup covered her already flushed face, her permed, slightly wavy hair concealed her burning ears, and her winter turtleneck sweater and scarf barely managed to hide her neck, which was in poor condition.

Summer was able to respond with an air of normalcy: "It has indeed been a long time...Teacher Nan."

"What brings you here today... to the mental health center?"

Nan Zhuren lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

“I want to try taking on client cases at the counseling center again in the future to accumulate counseling hours. Today I came to discuss this with the teacher in charge here.”

Is this a plan to establish a permanent presence at the consultation center?
Summer's pupils dilated slightly, her spirit overflowing even more; this time, she was truly about to break through the 10-point mark!
"This was my original plan. But I just saw your WeChat Moments and learned that you also work here. You're a student working part-time as a consulting assistant, right? So I had a second purpose—to come and see you."

Summer's breathing quickened; her spirit was about to break through its limits! It was about to break through! It was about to break through!!
"I was thinking, could I ask you for another favor?"

Summer's "spirit" suddenly dropped to 6 points.

“Oh,” she said, “what’s this time?”

“I recently took on a case and found some issues. I may need to check the information at the mental health center.”

Upon hearing that it was serious business, Xia Tian's "spirit" improved slightly, reaching a 7 out of 10.

"What's the situation—uh, I understand there are some things you can't tell me—so just tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Seeing Xia Tian's suddenly serious expression, Nan Zhuren smiled and shook his head.

"I can't ask you to do something without you knowing anything. This matter is a bit more complicated than before, anyway—"

Nan Zhuren was about to say something.

The office door suddenly opened not far behind Xia Tian, ​​and a voice interrupted their conversation.

"Summer, what was all that noise about just now? And who are you—"

A male teacher, who is not young for the profession of "university teacher," came out of the office.

The other person had dull, slightly rough skin, looked to be around thirty years old, had a broad frame but didn't look very fleshy, and had short hair that had no style whatsoever.

After he took a closer look at the person outside, his brows furrowed deeply: "You are—Nan Zhuren?"

[His facial expression is very similar to that of Bald Yang and Small-Eyed Huang.]

However, it wasn't the kind of guilty or malicious expression; it felt milder.

[The more pronounced full beard from the beginning, is it... out of fear?]

　I estimate I'll still only be able to update once a day in December, as I have just too many classes and assignments in my first year of graduate school.

　　So after discussing it with the editor, we decided that until we can update twice a day, we won't put the content on sale and will release it as free chapters.

　　It will probably be available in January.

　　If I can finish my homework early, I can go to class earlier.

　　thanks for your support.

　　that's all.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)