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

Chapter 215 Huang Xin: Last time was the last time I helped you, Nan Zhuren!

If you manage to complete ten more monthly goals this month, you will receive a total of +14 in emotional impact.

Nan Zhuren couldn't even imagine how powerful her emotional influence would be at that time.

It's true, telling ghost stories can make people scream and get goosebumps, telling "Little Red Riding Hood" can move the whole audience to tears, and reading "My District Chief Father" can make the audience lean back and feel proud...

"No, the last one might also result in an extra, more severe beating. After all, this is just [emotional contagion], not [emotional synchronization]."

Nan Zhuren calmed himself down.

After thinking about it, I decided to give myself a "mood readjustment".

"Okay, I've calmed down."

Nan Zhuren glanced around expressionlessly, then walked to the desk and sat down.

In this dream world, there are no distractions or clutter around.

Nan Zhuren sometimes feels that her thinking is exceptionally clear.

It is especially suitable for making plans and thinking about things.

"Judging from the current situation, Huang Xin is definitely someone I can win over, and I already have the qualifications to do so."

"However, although his character is now certain to be trustworthy, his abilities are somewhat questionable... If we want to obtain the crucial clues from Lin Lilin through him, perhaps we still need to do something..."

Nan Zhuren tapped the table lightly with his index finger, making a "thump" sound.

He began to organize the cards he currently possessed and the cards he could strive for.

"The issue with Chen Jie's parents hasn't been resolved yet. But if it can be resolved, there might be a pleasant surprise..."

"Sister Pingting has already helped me a lot, but I should be able to get a little more help from her."

"However, favors should be repaid, and I already owe Sister Pingting a lot. Moreover, I still don't understand why she has been helping me so selflessly—is it simply a sense of professional responsibility and personal loyalty? Or... is she interested in me?"

"Teacher Hu... Chen Ting..."

"summer……"

Faces flashed through Nan Zhuren's mind in a jumbled pattern.

"Then, we also need to follow up on Li Minglu's case."

Even while resolving your own problems, you shouldn't stop seeking advice.

"Now that my emotional influence is so strong, in the next consultation, I can try using my emotions to evoke his emotions, and try a new therapy, a therapy that only I can do..."

Nan Zhuren pondered.

Suddenly, he felt a strong pulling sensation on his body.

……

hum - hum - hum -

The phone, which was on silent mode, vibrated violently, causing the entire desk where Nan Zhuren was lying to tremble slightly.

Teacher Li and Teacher Ye, who were admiring Nan Zhuren's sleeping face in the office, quickly looked away.

Only the bolder Teacher Xue seized the opportunity and stepped forward to gently tap Nan Zhuren's shoulder with her fingertip.

"Teacher Nan, there's a phone call..."

Nan Zhuren slightly opened her eyes a crack.

"Um, thank you."

The fatigue accumulated from today's continuous consultations, coupled with several emotional readjustments, has made Nan Zhuren feel like she has been working all day, even though it is only noon.

He answered the phone somewhat dazedly: "Hello?"

"Teacher Nan, it's me." It was the assistant's voice on the other end of the phone. The emotion emanating from the assistant immediately alerted Nan Zhuren: "What's wrong?"

"Our consultation tomorrow afternoon has been cancelled. It's with Teacher Li, who specializes in depression."

In an instant, Nan Zhuren felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, instantly clearing his tired mind.

"cancelled?"

“Yes.” Shen Bing’s voice was calm. “It was a call from the visitor’s family. She not only canceled tomorrow’s consultation, but also the entire subsequent package, saying that she has found a new consultation room.”

Unlike Nan Zhuren, Shen Bing, the consulting assistant, fully accepted the company's transformation. The loss of a patient with depression felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Moreover, the difficulty in communicating with Wang Sui had been bothering Shen Bing for a long time, and he was happy to see her withdraw from the consultation.

He added a couple more complaints: "She probably didn't want to work with us for a long time, but she only told us now. By sticking to the 'cancel appointment 24 hours in advance' rule, it's making it difficult for us to take on cases during our consultation time tomorrow afternoon. Luckily, we haven't had many clients lately, otherwise it would have caused even more trouble..."

Nan Zhuren steadied himself and simply said, "I understand."

He knew something was wrong.

After a few thoughts raced through his mind, he quickly walked to the front desk and found Xia Tian, ​​who was on duty.

"When you pretended to be an experiment subject to make an appointment with Huang Xin, do you still have the phone number you left?"

Xia Tian was taken aback. She could tell from Nan Zhuren's expression that something was wrong, so she immediately looked down and searched for her notebook.

"Give."

Nan Zhuren glanced at the consultation appointment form again, then found an empty consultation room and went inside.

Enter the phone number and dial.

"Hello? This is Laboratory Number Two of the School of Psychology. Who is this?" A familiar voice, with a tone that conveyed a trained sense of telephone etiquette.

"It is I, Nan Zhuren."

That sense of etiquette vanished instantly.

"Huh? Nan Zhuren? What's wrong with you? Why are you calling the lab? Are you trying to cause trouble? What do you want now?!" Huang Xin's voice was somewhat exasperated. "Can't you just call my cell phone or WeChat?"

It's lunch break time now, but the master's students are still in the lab, clearly working overtime.

After the last intelligence exchange, Huang Xin felt that he owed neither side anything and was no longer being manipulated, so he now spoke quite confidently to Nan Zhuren.

"I don't have your contact information; I guess you deleted it," Nan Zhuren said calmly.

"You..." The voice on the other end faltered, "It's better if you delete it! I told you last time was the last time I helped you, so don't contact me unless it's absolutely necessary! And don't contact me again if you need anything!"

Nan Zhuren shook his head: "I have another favor to ask you for."

"..."

There was a two-second silence on the other end, as if they had heard something unbelievable and were unable to react for a moment.

Once they realized what was happening, it was like boiling water suddenly bursting out of a malfunctioning kettle.

"Nan! Zhu! Ren!"

"Don't go too far!!"

Faced with Huang Xin's near-collapse outburst.

Nan Zhuren nodded slightly: "You can shout so loudly, it seems there's not much person around you, so we can talk about serious matters."

He then followed up with the next sentence before Huang Xin could break down and scream again:

“I came to see you because of Li Minglu—yes, the one who was transferred here from Lin Lilin’s mental health clinic with depression.”

"He's been transferred back now."

(End of this chapter)