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

Chapter 133 Prescription drugs for mental illness always require caution.
Perhaps Nan Zhuren was simply too engrossed in looking at the prescription.

Teacher Zhang couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Nan Zhuren raised her head, her eyes unreadable: "I'm a little curious."

"What are you curious about?"

Nan Zhuren patted his pocket: "Teacher, you just prescribed medicine for me so readily. Shouldn't there be some kind of scale test and evaluation first?"

Teacher Zhang was taken aback: "You seem quite familiar with this process?"

There was a vague feeling that something was wrong.

However, this doubt was soon explained.

Nan Zhuren nodded: "I had several psychological counseling sessions at school before, and the teachers there taught me."

Now that things had come to this, Teacher Zhang no longer suspected anything, and smiled as she explained:

“The scores on the scale are rather mechanical; they are standard and general measurement methods. However, psychological counseling is ultimately about the individual, and in this case, it is not appropriate to only refer to the results of the scale. Based on our consultation just now, I have a general assessment of your situation, which is why I prescribed medication for you.”

The second half of the statement is somewhat nonsense, but the first half does represent the views of some counselors.

Psychological scales measure different things than academic exams; the final scores fluctuate greatly, and their reliability is not 100%.

However, while the accuracy of the scales is questionable, the counselor's subjective assessment is sometimes not very reliable. Therefore, most of the time, counselors choose to use the scales in combination with counseling.

After speaking, Teacher Zhang seemed to realize this and quickly added, "Besides, didn't you already take the scale test before you came? That can also be used as a reference."

The attempt to rectify the situation was timely, but the reasons were weak, and it was too late.

Nan Zhuren shook his head inwardly.

At this moment, Teacher Zhang suddenly remembered what Nan Zhuren had just said: "You just said that you had psychological counseling done in other places. Where did you do it?"

"Jiang Da."

"Oh... um? Jiang University?"

……

All the necessary preparations have been completed, so there is no need to continue the performance.

Time to get down to business.

Nan Zhuren's gaze was distant as he took a deep breath. His shoulders and chest gradually opened up with each breath, transforming his hunched posture into a more expansive one.

In that instant, Nan Zhuren completed her role transformation, breaking free from the template of a visitor and reverting back to being Nan Zhuren, the counselor.

The feigned expression on his face vanished completely, and Nan Zhuren said calmly, "Yes, Jiang University."

This change in posture made Teacher Zhang blink, but he still couldn't make much of a connection.

The purpose of a consultation room is to provide visitors with "another world," and some visitors are completely different people during and outside of consultations.

Some clients who curl up in the consultation room and cry like babies may actually be powerful figures outside.

Therefore, when Teacher Zhang first saw Nan Zhuren's situation, he also thought that he had simply withdrawn from the consultation process.

He chuckled twice: "What a coincidence! Many of our clinic's patients are transfer students from your school. And our clinic's most outstanding consultant is also a professor from your school—Professor Lin Lilin, you know him, right?"

"Yes, I know. He used to be my teacher."

Teacher Zhang's expression froze instantly.

Now, even the slowest person should realize it.

Nan Zhuren traced a circle of his index finger across Teacher Zhang's face: "Your pupils are dilated and your eyelids are pulled back, which is a normal reaction to surprise; however, your eyeballs are trembling very violently, and the muscles in your neck are contracting rapidly..."

Nan Zhuren glanced at Teacher Zhang's hand gripping the sofa: "The unconscious tightening of the palm and fingers are signs of rapid thinking and tension."

"This means that a name has appeared in your mind, and the person that name represents is making you nervous." Under normal circumstances, a counselor with excellent emotional management skills would never outwardly display such a strong inner state.

The truth is, Mr. Zhang had just gone through a very intense consultation, which had greatly drained his mental energy. Moreover, just a moment ago he was immersed in the relaxed atmosphere of a successful consultation, but now the atmosphere on the scene had suddenly reversed, and he couldn't react for a moment.

Nan Zhuren wanted to seize this opportunity, strike while the iron was hot, and make rapid progress.

Nan Zhuren said, "My name is Nan Zhuren."

Dengdengdeng-

If there had been a voiceover, Mr. Zhang would definitely have heard that voice.

Nan Zhuren pointed at Teacher Zhang's constricted pupils: "Very good, I really am the person you're thinking of."

"This means you know me and know about what happened to me back then, right?"

“Great—I was right. Looks like I’m in luck.”

Teacher Zhang is indeed a seasoned psychological counselor; his pupils twitched rapidly, indicating that he was thinking at lightning speed.

His expression quickly subsided within three breaths, indicating that he had achieved initial emotional control.

"You're Zhu Ren? I've heard of you. You're Old Lin's apprentice; he always speaks highly of you." He used a rather friendly address, then quickly stood up and headed towards the consultation room door. "I wonder if Old Lin is here; I'll go find him—"

This response was reasonable; it reassured Nan Zhuren with a friendly address and then left the scene to avoid taking the blame.

As for finding Lin Lilin, that's utter nonsense; finding the security guards might be more likely. Unlike Howard's makeshift team, Liu Lin Psychological Clinic definitely has experience in dealing with all kinds of out-of-control visitors or their families.

But Teacher Zhang's movements froze the next second, because Nan Zhuren picked up something.

click-

【"Hello."】

"Hello, teacher."

"You can call me Teacher Zhang."

In that hand, she held a small metal object—a voice recorder.

A very convenient little tool, simple and unpretentious but definitely useful.

Nan Zhuren pressed the fast forward button and skipped directly to the end.

"...The scale's scores are rather mechanical; they are standard and universally applicable measurement methods...Based on our consultation just now, I have a general assessment of your situation, which is why I prescribed medication for you."

"Besides, didn't you already take the scale test before you came? That can also be used as a reference."

Teacher Zhang's eyes widened.

Gollum—

He heard the sound of his own throat swallowing.

Nan Zhuren observed the other party's reaction and said calmly, "Even with prescription rights, scale testing is a necessary procedure—it's for record-keeping."

"It is a big mistake to use test results from other places as a reference for the current consultation. First, even formal tests done in other hospitals have time-sensitive issues, and you have to be retested when you come to the new clinic; second, what if I bring you those completely fraudulent and unreliable scale results from the Internet? You didn't even ask me to give you the original data."

Nan Zhuren took out the prescription given to him by Teacher Zhang with his other hand and raised the other party's signature in the lower right corner.

“I was originally planning to wait until I got back to check if the types and dosages of these medications were compliant before coming back to put you in your place, but it seems that's no longer necessary—”

Nan Zhuren's eyes were unusually serious: "Prescription drugs were prescribed during the first consultation and without any scale testing."

"Teacher Zhang, you prescribe medicine too easily."

(End of this chapter)