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

Chapter 135 Their respective jobs

“Our clinic has two founders and shareholders: one is your teacher… your former teacher, Lao Lin; and the other is Lao Liu.”

"One of them is a professor at Jiangnan University, responsible for on-site consultations; the other is the director of the Department of Psychiatry at the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University, responsible for the medical aspects."

“In the beginning, Lao Lin and Lao Liu would adjust the dosage of medication to about 90% of the patient’s tolerance limit, based on each patient’s symptoms, without causing harm. This may be unreasonable, but it is legal. In this case, each patient can provide the counselor with an extra thousand or even several thousand yuan per month. The more patients they have, the more income they earn.”

“In this situation, drug addiction will also retain clients in the counselor’s hands for long-term counseling to the greatest extent possible, so that clients will not be lost after only a few sessions, and thus the counseling fees will continue to come.”

"Don't look at me like that... We are selective in our clients. We choose those from middle-class or upper-class families who have enough financial resources to cover counseling and medication costs, allowing them to maintain a good lifestyle even if they have to take time off work. We don't make money from just any source... After all, given their circumstances, they would seek out others if not us. Money will always be made by someone else, so why shouldn't it be us who makes it, right?"

"Everything was progressing smoothly..."

“Until you, Nan Zhuren, until your case went wrong, our clinic became different. The specific situation of your client was handled by Lao Lin. He didn’t tell us, nor did he allow us to get involved.”

"Later, Lao Lin told us that some hidden dangers that we had been ignoring had erupted that time. We then readjusted the medication, replacing some prescription drugs with some traditional Chinese medicine health care products to reduce the physiological impact on the client; in addition, everyone tried to adjust their techniques as much as possible, using humanistic principles to increase the client's chances of empathy, and refused to transfer patients, thereby lengthening the counseling cycle."

“After your incident, the files of past visitors were thoroughly reviewed. Everything that could be deleted was deleted, and what couldn’t be deleted was simplified. The only thing that was truly usable was the ‘prescription’ I told you about, which contains the visitors’ medication records. That should be what you want.”

"In cases like Li Minglu and Chen Jie, medication records are usually kept in two copies: one is fake and kept in our clinic for record-keeping; the other is real and kept by the counselor in charge of the client. Only at the end of the year, when reconciling accounts, will the real prescription be brought back to the clinic by the counselor in charge of these clients for unified calculation and accounting."

"Because these medications are also related to the consultants' own commission, everyone pays extra attention to them."

"Chen Jie's prescriptions were accounted for at the end of last year. Once the accounts are settled and the money is distributed, the individual prescriptions will be destroyed; but there should be a master ledger, which is kept by Lao Lin himself and is not in our clinic."

"As for Li Minglu, his situation is also quite complicated. As far as I know, his specific situation is being handled by one of Lao Lin's students."

"besides……"

……

After completing the shift in his stance and achieving self-reconciliation, Teacher Zhang became incredibly open and forthcoming with all his knowledge.

Nan Zhuren seemed to have gotten what she wanted, yet she also seemed not to have.

The methods used by Liu Lin's psychological clinic were exposed, but Nan Zhuren's mood did not improve at all.

Meanwhile, key information about Chen Jie and Li Minglu remains unclear.

The fog on the table has mostly dissipated, but the key areas are still shrouded in shadow.

However, it cannot be said that there were no gains at all.

[Next, only the final step remains.] Nan Zhuren thought to himself, [While what we have now may not be enough to completely solve the problem or deliver the fatal blow, it can at least address some of the immediate issues...]

He stepped out of the consultation room with a heavy heart, his gloomy expression suggesting that he was truly troubled by some deep problem, like a client who genuinely needed psychological counseling and medication.

He was led into the lounge, and as soon as the door opened, he saw Mr. Hu and the female receptionist having a lively conversation.

"..."

The atmosphere inside the room contrasted sharply with Nan Zhuren's expression.

There was only one man and one woman in the lounge. The man was beaming and gesturing wildly, giving it his all; the woman was all smiles and overjoyed, occasionally saying "You're so annoying" after the man made unintentional physical contact, but also unconsciously moving her body even closer.

If the air conditioning hadn't been on, Nan Zhuren would have almost thought that the atmosphere of the conversation between the two of them had warmed up the room in the winter.

"Hey, bro."

Upon seeing Nan Zhuren, now known as "Hu Renzhu," enter the room, the bearded man immediately waved.

The receptionist immediately composed herself, adopting a reserved and professional demeanor. After lightly wiping her pencil skirt, she stood up and said to Mr. Hu, "I've already answered Mr. Hu's questions. I need to get back to work now. If you have any further questions, please feel free to contact me."

The bearded man reached out and tapped his phone, a mischievous grin spreading across his face: "Of course~"

The receptionist walked out. Two steps away from Nan Zhuren, she deliberately tidied her hair, then raised her head, straightened her back, and walked away with a "thump-thump-thump" in her high heels.

A lingering smile remained on Teacher Hu's face as she savored the conversation they had just had.

Nan Zhuren remained silent, quietly watching Teacher Hu.

Quiet.

Then, Teacher Hu's expression gradually calmed down.

"Brother, you... you're done with your consultation? That was pretty quick."

"Things are going well on your end too," Nan Zhuren said casually. "You haven't forgotten the important matter, have you?"

Teacher Hu patted her face, manually adjusted her expression, and relaxed the muscles that had become somewhat stiff from maintaining a smile for so long.

"Look outside the door, is anyone there?"

Nan Zhuren said calmly, "Nobody's here."

"How about we go back and talk about it again? Do you think there might be some kind of recording device or listening device here?"

Nan Zhuren rubbed his forehead: "Read less strange books and watch fewer strange movies."

"It's my first time doing something like this, so it's better to be cautious. Besides, what if there really is eavesdropping? That's how it's always portrayed in TV dramas!"

"This is in China... And if we're talking about TV dramas, don't we often see plots like 'Character 1 and Character 2 each obtain intelligence but don't communicate immediately, and one of them gets killed by the enemy, preventing the intelligence from being delivered and making all the effort futile, and then they have to film more than ten episodes'?"

"what……"

The bearded man was taken aback: "Are we in such danger this time?"

　One update today, and probably the same for the next few days.

　　Although the final exams are over, there are still a few major papers to be submitted.

　　I'll resume two updates a day by January 10th at the latest, because the assignment is due then...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)