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

Chapter 156 Family Members of Visitors

The reception area of Yannuo Consulting Center was very empty.

There was only one man and one woman, both middle-aged.

These must be the family members of the visitors.

Besides the two of them, the only other person present was Lu Jia, who had gone to the supervisor's office and then returned.

The receptionist is currently serving tea to the family members of two visitors to prevent them from feeling neglected.

However, although the hall is now empty, it is not deserted.

The office area was bustling with people.

The counselors, who had no work to do, filled the area with their eager gazes through the one-way glass.

"Another visitor's family member has come?"

"Looking for Teacher Nan again?"

These voices were filled with astonishment and doubt.

Besides that, there was also a deep sense of envy.

"I'm not a doctor at the hospital, why are there so many people thanking me..." This sour tone expressed what many people were thinking.

Although both have concepts related to "treatment," in the industry hierarchy, medical-related majors are always firmly inferior to psychology majors.

The kind of stomping that leaves you completely immobile and utterly unable to struggle.

What psychology professionals envy most is that doctors often receive gratitude from family members, and even banners of appreciation.

In the field of psychology, let's not even talk about cases of failed interventions; even for successful interventions, contact must be severed, and the matter must be kept strictly confidential. You can't even greet someone you see on the street.

Not to mention the possibility of visitors coming to express their gratitude every few days.

It's important to understand that, apart from a small group of renowned professionals at the top of the industry, what sustains most mental health professionals in their work as counselors is essentially a sense of accomplishment.

“And in the current situation…” Teacher Hu heard a counselor next to her sigh, “It’s incredibly fulfilling.”

Teacher Hu nodded unconsciously, feeling incredibly envious.

Tap, tap—

Footsteps sounded.

Everyone turned their heads the instant they heard it, and whether it was psychological or not, they were all mesmerized the moment they saw the figure.

They saw that Nan Zhuren abruptly stopped in his tracks after seeing the two middle-aged men.

If you were a seasoned consultant, you would see obvious confusion on Nan Zhuren's face at this moment.

Facial expressions are subjective feelings.

However, Nan Zhuren's body was trembling slightly, showing an emotional reaction completely different from his facial expression.

Teacher Hu frowned.

"What's going on?" he muttered to himself.
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"That's what happened."

Lin Lilin looked thoughtfully at the desk in front of him.

A few days ago.

Office in the Psychology Building, School of Psychology, Jiangdu University.

The senior psychology professor looked out the window.

Night fell, and the sky was overcast with dark clouds.

The students have all been sent to the lab, and there's no one else in the office now.

Therefore, Lin Lilin, who always appeared emotionally stable, gentle, calm and trustworthy in public, dropped his pretense at this moment.

"Old Zhang, you mean you were expelled by my student, a master's student who was expelled in his first year, a suspected case of mental illness who experienced two major traumas within a year—"

Lin Lilin speaks slowly because his sentences are long, and he wants to ensure that the other party can receive all the information he is trying to convey.

"—I was scammed."

A barely audible "Yes" came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Lilin looked at the night sky.

"You said he first pretended to be a visitor to deceive you, causing you to lower your guard; then he cleverly used a technique that could see through your lies to extract information about Li Minglu from you, right?" "I'm recalling my Zhu Ren's file now, recalling his class grades, internship performance, and everything else I can remember. And if my mind isn't deceiving me, Lao Zhang, what you're saying is truly unbelievable."

The voices on the other end of the phone immediately became noisy, as if someone was explaining something.

Lin Lilin listened patiently.

Suddenly, after the other person had been explaining for more than 30 seconds and was about to stop,

Lin Lilin suddenly asked, "Does he know about Chen Jie's matter?"

The other side suddenly paused.

Lin Lilin silently counted to one, then two.

Then he heard a fluent reply from the other end: "Of course not, Lao Lin. I know the seriousness of the matter. Chen Jie's matter has caused such a big stir, and you've repeatedly told me to stop..."

Lin Lilin's expression remained relatively calm as he silently counted.

But when the other party replied after he had only counted to two, Lin Lilin's expression turned cold.

When the other person starts to speak exceptionally fluently and explains at length.

Lin Lilin had almost no expression left.

“He knows,” he interrupted coldly.

The person on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped.

“He…knows,” Lin Lilin said for the second time.

There was no sound on the other end of the line.

"He...knows!"

Lin Lilin's speech suddenly quickened: "No matter what method Nan Zhuren used, he must have caught you so badly that you had to tell him the secret you needed to keep hidden."

"You must have said something incredible that you would reveal that 'Li Minglu's secret has been leaked.' Revealing a small secret can only be a way to hide an even bigger one!"

A large amount of information is transmitted to the other side through the microphone, impacting the recipient's thinking and breaking down their psychological defenses.

Finally, Lin Lilin definitively asked the question that concerned him most: "Besides 'Chen Jie' and 'Li Minglu,' what else does Nan Zhuren know? There must be something!"

"..."

The call ended with a "click".

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Lilin dialed another phone number as quickly as possible, speaking steadily and rapidly.

"Old Liu, something's happened. Send someone to the archives immediately to check the cases Old Zhang handled before, and see who's involved."

"Then fire Lao Zhang immediately, and according to our pre-prepared plan, modify the data and push all our problems onto him, as much as we can."

"Finally, immediately notify all those with whom we have good relations and find a way to blacklist Lao Zhang within the industry."

After saying all that.

I heard a quick reply on the other end of the phone, followed by a busy tone.

The psychology professor finally let out a slow breath.

“Nan Zhuren…”

He looked thoughtful, pressing his temples as if he had a headache.

"Chen Jie..."