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

Chapter 176 New Discovery
Let's take a look at who Nan Zhuren used micro-expression analysis to break down people's defenses before.
A bald but highly experienced psychological counselor, a young law lecturer at a university who is a wolf in sheep's clothing, and a senior psychologist working in a private psychological clinic.

Although Huang Xin was involved in the incident, he is now lying down due to psychological trauma.

But at least the lower limit isn't low.

And what about Liu Pan now?
A spoiled, overgrown child who is neither good enough for high-achieving students nor good enough for lower-achieving students, and still needs connections to get into school, yet remains a clear-headed and foolish adult baby?
It is said that a person's style is highlighted by their opponents, and Nan Zhuren now feels that he has lost some points.

He had been quite prepared beforehand.

Nan Zhuren made no attempt to conceal his gaze, and whether it was due to the influence of "emotional contagion" or not, Liu Pan fully grasped the meaning he was conveying.

……

If Liu Pan were a shrimp or a crab, he would be extremely familiar with Nan Zhuren by now.

Because his face was completely flushed red at that moment.

Liu Pan suddenly raised his voice: "Do you think you know a lot? Do you know everything?"

First, there's the subconscious denial, a defensive act.

"What right do you have to say that? What right do you have to talk to me like that?! You're just a fired guy, and now you're about to lose your job!"

He then attempted to elevate himself psychologically and gain comfort by belittling Nan Zhuren.

"Are you that smart? If you really are, you should accept my conditions and stop worrying about this. Coming to our psychological clinic is a way to start your life anew!"

"Instead of dwelling on a single death from the past and failing to recognize the bigger picture!"

Finally, by psychologically superioring the other party, one can suppress them and perform a kind of "charity" similar to that of a superior.

A standard three-step process, which is quite fluent as a subconscious counterattack.

The last sentence was somewhat superfluous; mentioning Chen Jie again in that manner even angered Nan Zhuren.

Wait, that's not right.

Nan Zhuren's eyes narrowed.

Liu Pan's narration at this moment is likely an outburst of anger after his defenses were breached. This outburst is probably aimless and irrational.

But now—his eyes are darting around, indicating he's thinking.

[Their body language didn't exhibit any aggression; in fact, it was somewhat stereotypical.]

His anger was feigned—no, he shouldn't have that level of composure.

He was genuinely angry for a moment, but quickly regained his composure and is now acting out his anger, as this was part of his plan, and he may even have practiced it.

What is his purpose in doing this now?

Suddenly, Nan Zhuren's mind cleared, and the answer came to him amidst the clash of thoughts.

The figure of Liu Pan in front of me slowly merged with that of another person.

That person was Zhang, the counselor at Liu Lin's Psychological Clinic.

……

Liu Pan was still putting on a half-serious act of anger.

"When patients come to us for treatment, there are bound to be risks involved, which is perfectly normal. Even if problems arise, on the bright side, can't we use it as a cautionary tale?"

"Death is a normal thing..."

Nan Zhuren looked at him quietly.

"You're acting out anger so you can say these seemingly irrational things in a dignified way."

“You know that ‘Chen Jie’ is definitely my trigger point for anger, so you keep bringing her up to provoke me.”

Nan Zhuren suddenly said.

These words were like a spear, precisely piercing through the crude linguistic barrage Liu Pan had woven, causing Liu Pan to catch his breath.

"And even though I know that you are saying these things to provoke me, I am indeed a little angry."

"Because your expression tells me that although your indifference, even contempt, towards Chen Jie's death had an element of performance, you were indeed telling the truth." "In other words—you really think that way. You genuinely find it hard to understand a counselor being so distressed by a client's death. If it were you, you absolutely wouldn't care."

Nan Zhuren stared into Liu Pan's eyes: "See—I was right."

This blow suppressed Liu Pan's momentum, which had just risen due to anger.

First, they attacked with words—and were defeated; then they used anger to feign the use of words—and were seen through again.

The so-called one blast, then decay, and exhaustion.

In fact, it's questionable whether Liu Pan even has the ability to organize a third attack against Nan Zhuren.

Nan Zhuren, however, had no intention of letting Liu Pan off the hook so easily.

Nan Zhuren spoke calmly, but to Liu Pan, it filled him with dread:
"I'm thinking about what you're trying to do to make me angry, but what bothers me more is something else—your attitude."

“At first I thought it was because of your medical background that you didn’t have many ethical constraints when facing life and death; but normal doctors also have ethics, so it’s definitely not a problem with your education. This contemptuous attitude towards the lives of your clients is your problem.”

"This attitude really angered me to some extent!"

The words have not yet fallen.

With a single step, his right hand transformed into a black shadow, attacking Liu Pan!

At the same time, Liu Pan's expression was also reflected in Nan Zhuren's eyes.

……

[The body flinches and the neck tilts back—this is the body's subconscious fear in the face of attack.]

But—he was smiling.

Huang Xin suddenly stood up. He could ignore verbal exchanges, but he absolutely could not ignore physical conflict!
But obviously, everything happened too fast. No one expected that Nan Zhuren, who had always appeared calm and composed, would actually be provoked by Liu Pan.

In the eyes of the two brothers, whose emotions were vastly different yet quite complex—

There was a "pop" sound.

Nan Zhuren gently patted Liu Pan's pocket.

Then, amidst Liu Pan's sudden stiffening reaction, he pulled out a voice recorder.

"To be honest, this kind of thing was quite interesting when it first appeared, but now that it appears repeatedly, it's starting to cause some aesthetic fatigue."

Nan Zhuren asked in a calm tone, "Do you all have path dependence?"

One must press on with one effort, for the second effort will be less effective, and by the third effort, one will be exhausted before even making a move.

Liu Pan's face turned deathly pale.

"When you proposed a settlement, you may have been partly trying to curry favor; but you also wanted to record me accepting your terms so you could use it to control me later."

"After this failure, you immediately changed your approach, trying to provoke me and make me physically harm you. Although the recording evidence is limited, with your connections, you can use it to prevent me from entering Jiangda University, which can also help me avoid trouble to some extent."

Nan Zhuren revealed Liu Pan's plan without any expression.

Your expression tells me—I was right.

I also verified it.

"To be honest, your anger earlier seemed a bit fake; but you were able to quickly recover after your genuine anger, which makes me think more highly of you. You're not as clear-headed as I imagined."

"You certainly have some ideas for gaining your father's approval."

"Unfortunately, you have some skills, but not many."

Nan Zhuren was fiddling with the recording pen in his hand when he suddenly turned his gaze to another place.

"However, I also want to thank you. In order to provoke me, you repeatedly mentioned Chen Jie and showed genuine contempt for her death, which made me see something else."

Nan Zhuren was looking directly at Huang Xin.

"You strongly disagree with Junior Brother Liu's attitude, don't you, Senior Brother Huang?"

(End of this chapter)