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

Chapter 149 [Emotional Influence +1]

Until the consultation time reaches its maximum duration—that is, one hour.

Li Minglu still did not tell Wang Sui his thoughts.

Nan Zhuren had no choice but to call a halt.

But nobody thought there was any problem.

Li Minglu, the visitor, did not see anything wrong with it, nor did Wang Sui, the visitor's family member.

—The former refused to make any changes during the consultation, while the latter was used to the former not making any changes after the consultation.

Shen Bing, the consulting assistant who spoke with Li Minglu and Wang Sui later, did not think there was anything wrong with it; Lu Jia, who guided the two out, also did not think there was anything wrong with it.

Visitors and their families come and go quietly; this is the norm for them every day in their work.

Nan Zhuren didn't think there was anything wrong with it...

"Teacher Nan, you don't look quite right."

As Ms. Hu was carrying coffee out of the break room, she bumped into Nan Zhuren, who had just come out of the consultation room.

He shook his chin, which was covered in a handsome beard: "Was this consultation difficult?"

Although they may not be able to analyze micro-expressions, experienced consultants can spot clues at a glance when it comes to their professional field.

Because Teacher Hu had reported Nan Zhuren's previous off-site activities to Weng Pingting without Nan Zhuren's consent.

Therefore, Professor Hu paid more attention to Nan Zhuren now, perhaps driven by a sense of guilt.

After thinking for a moment, Teacher Hu handed over his coffee.

"I've never drunk it before," he emphasized.

Nan Zhuren nodded and accepted it, feeling the milky aroma and bitterness spreading across his taste buds and filling his mouth.

The fatigue and other negative emotions were slightly relieved.

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment and corrected, "It's not that it was difficult, but rather that this consultation didn't go very smoothly."

Teacher Hu lowered her voice: "The patient with depression who was transferred from your teacher, is that him?"

Nan Zhuren didn't speak, and took another sip of coffee.

Teacher Hu looked enlightened: "It seems to be him."

Nan Zhuren glanced at Teacher Hu but didn't say anything.

Then they heard Teacher Hu lower his voice and ask slyly, "Is there... something wrong with him?"

Nan Zhuren knew that Teacher Hu's "problem" referred to what Lin Lilin had done to interfere with the consultation process.

Nan Zhuren shook his head: "No problem. That's exactly why the consultation hasn't gone smoothly."

This means that the visitor is perfectly normal.

Now, Teacher Hu didn't know how to proceed. Since it was a normal case, asking a few more questions might involve confidentiality regulations.

He could only say the usual thing: "It's normal for counseling for people with depression to not go smoothly... It's common for these cases to take months or even years. Looking at it from another perspective, is it a good thing?"

From a business perspective, this is indeed a good thing, as people with depression who are financially well-off will definitely purchase long-term counseling.

In some cases, even consulting centers with limited funds have gone bankrupt despite continued subscriptions.

But Nan Zhuren was clearly not comforted by Teacher Hu's words of comfort.

Teacher Hu also realized that her words of comfort had not been enough to console Nan Zhuren.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Teacher Hu looked around, said goodbye, and left.

Nan Zhuren carried his coffee back to the office area, thought for a moment, and asked Shen Bing beside him:

"Have you had any scheduled consultations recently?"

Nan Zhuren certainly knew his clients inside and out. He was concerned about whether there were any clients who had cut in line or who had been brought in during the consultation he had just had.

The consulting assistant didn't even need to look at the schedule; with a pained expression, she simply looked up and said, "No, there haven't been any consultations in the last two days."

Business is bad, no bonus.

Nan Zhuren nodded nonchalantly, saying only, "I'm going to sleep for a while."

Without waiting for his assistant to react, he slumped onto the table.

Fall down and go to sleep.

……

His consciousness sank into the dream-based psychological counseling room. The unsuccessful counseling session had indeed caused him some emotional distress.

However, as a psychological counselor, one is destined to be troubled by such setbacks for more than 90% of their career.

Nan Zhuren will naturally handle this kind of trouble.

[Emotional readjustment]

In an instant, Nan Zhuren's expression returned to calm, and his turbulent emotions returned to normal.

Although a slight feeling of fatigue washed over her, Nan Zhuren was currently asleep and recovering her energy.

"With one increase and one decrease... wouldn't that be considered exploiting a bug?"

Nan Zhuren chuckled softly.

Then, I turned my attention to the subtitles in front of me.

【月度目标：1个月内完成“心理咨询”10小时（10/10），完成后进行1次“心理能力培训”】

[This month's goals have been achieved]

After completing this consultation with Li Minglu, the first monthly goal for this month has been officially achieved!

"I wonder what the 'psychological skills training' this month will be like."

Nan Zhuren stretched his wrists: "I hope it can be practical. I don't need it to be a lifesaver, or even just something that adds to the good things. And please, nothing like 'charm (temperament)' or anything that's superfluous."

If she adds any more charm, it will really interfere with her work.

Thinking this, Nan Zhuren pointed to the light screen in front of him.

You have received [psychological skills training]

[Emotional impact (voice) +1]

Nan Zhuren's eyes suddenly lit up.

Emotional contagiousness?
……

In the office area, Shen Bing and several assistants huddled together, quietly discussing the recent situation of the consulting center.

The conversation ranged from the boss and supervisor, to Lu Jia and Nan Zhuren at the front desk, and more recently, to Teacher Hu and Nan Zhuren.

One turn, two turns, three turns.

In the end, we returned from gossip to the most practical issue.

"The company's performance has been really bad lately," an assistant sighed.

"Teacher Zhang hasn't had any new clients this week, and one of her previous clients isn't renewing their contract," another assistant sighed.

"Speaking of which, Ah Bing, you're really something. Teacher Nan has such stable resources at his disposal," the third assistant sighed, his tone filled with envy.

To fit in, Shen Bing sighed along with the others, but after thinking about it, he felt that he wasn't really in a position to offer any opinions on this topic.

At this point, saying "Teacher Nan's performance is not good either" would definitely not be appropriate.

Even if Nan Zhuren's performance is not good, it is still better than the consultants in front of him.

Such a sigh may seem pretentious, and will not only fail to garner empathy but may also lead to ostracism.

Fortunately, Shen Bing had been in the industry for several years and quickly came up with an idea.

"But even for Teacher Nan, this month's performance is much worse than last month's. I'm really worried that next month... there won't be any income."

This sentence immediately drew agreement from the assistants, and everyone changed their perspective and began to criticize the current situation of Yan Nuo Psychological Center again, talking about the changes in the resources available to each counselor in recent months.

Shen Bing echoed his agreement a few times, nodding in satisfaction.

It was so easy; the topic was changed in no time.

[Psychology...maybe I'll be able to practice counseling sometime in a while, as long as Professor Nan is willing to mentor me...]

After adding fuel to the fire, Shen Bing quietly withdrew under the guise of work.

Meanwhile, Nan Zhuren peeked out from the shadows at his workstation.

He glanced in Shen Bing's direction.

He nodded in agreement.

[She's a good subject for experimenting with "emotional contagion."]

(End of this chapter)