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

Chapter 290 Psychological Assessment: Is it really anorexia?

This student's bedroom is very small.

A bed and a desk.

Besides that, the remaining space can only accommodate four or five people standing at the same time.

It's roughly two-thirds, or even half, of a standard psychological counseling room.

Considering the nature of this community and this building, the cramped space is somewhat understandable.

Lying on the bed in the room was the student that Nan Zhuren and his team were targeting. His left wrist and right ankle were wrapped in thick plaster casts and gauze, and he lay on the bed weakly.

Psychological assessments not only wear down the assessor's mental state, but are also a considerable burden for the person being assessed.

The student's attention was immediately drawn to Nan Zhuren and the others as soon as they entered.

"Achen." The parents came in after them.

Compared to when she was talking to Chang Ming and the others, Sister Li's attitude had undergone a complete change at this moment.

"Today, two teachers will be coming to conduct a psychological assessment for you. One of them came all the way from Beijing, and the other is a graduate of Jiangnan University."

Sister Li emphasized, "Cooperate well with the teacher. Answer whatever the teacher asks, okay?"

"Okay, Mom," the student lying on the bed replied listlessly.

Sister Li placed the water she had poured for Nan Zhuren and the others on the table, which also drew Nan Zhuren's attention to that spot.

In addition to the books, pens, and materials typical of high school students, there was also a dinner plate on the desk.

It's likely that the parents considered the student's current physical limitations, so they specially brought three meals a day to the room—this kind of care is very thoughtful.

What Nan Zhuren was concerned about was the state of the food on the plate: he had only eaten two mouthfuls of rice, barely touched the meat, ate about a third of the vegetables, and only drank more than half of the soup.

For a patient who has suffered a serious bone injury, such daily food intake is clearly too little.

But Sister Li seemed unfazed by this. She quickly tidied up the desk to make room for Nan Zhuren and the others, and then brought in two more chairs.

[During the assessment of tall and short people, was one of them standing?] Nan Zhuren suddenly realized.

After finishing all that, Sister Li left and closed the door.

Chonghui sat in the back, took out a form, and prepared to write a verbatim transcript of the evaluation between Nan Zhuren and the students, looking every bit like an assistant.

Nan Zhuren pulled another chair to the bedside and sat down.

He took a deep breath and then said to the student on the bed, "Hello."

……

"Hello, teacher," the student replied.

They seem to be very well-behaved.

Nan Zhuren took out his folder, glanced at it, and said, "Li Mingchen—Li classmate, right?"

"Let me briefly introduce myself. My surname is Nan, and you can call me Teacher Nan. We're here today mainly to conduct a simple assessment of the accident you had some time ago and to understand your current condition."

"Don't be nervous, you can treat this as a conversation. I'm sure you've had many similar conversations before."

Nan Zhuren smiled warmly.

While speaking, he was multitasking, also observing the students' outward appearance and demeanor.

Even when lying down, Li Mingchen gives the impression of being tall, with a conservative estimate of over 1.8 meters in height and a large frame.

Li Mingchen was wearing pajamas, and from the exposed areas, one could see that he had well-defined and prominent collarbones and a clear jawline; however, there was a layer of fat around his waist that made the clothes bulge out, and there was also unusual swelling on his lower cheeks and calves.

Looking at the skin again, Nan Zhuren could see large patches of dry, scaly skin and deep dark circles under the eyes. Finally, Nan Zhuren lowered her eyes and, sure enough, found horizontally indented Beaus lines on the other person's fingernails.

It was at this moment that Li Mingchen suddenly pulled the blanket over himself.

"Excuse me, teacher, I'm a little cold, could I...?"

Nan Zhuren said considerately, "It's alright. We should be the ones apologizing for disturbing your rest and recovery."

He stepped forward to help the student with limited mobility tuck in the blanket, and in the process, he inevitably touched the other person's skin—unsurprisingly, it was icy cold.

"Okay, teacher." Li Mingchen smiled at Nan Zhuren. "Thank you."

In that brief moment, Nan Zhuren had already obtained some of the information he wanted.

He nodded to Li Mingchen, then looked back at the report in his hand.

The procedures for psychological assessment and psychological counseling are quite different.

Nan Zhuren first confirmed the information he had with the other party: "The information says that you are a sports student and are doing physical training for the national sports entrance examination this semester, is that right?"

"Yes, teacher."

Nan Zhuren observed the other person's expression: "Then, about a month ago, you accidentally fell from the third floor."

The student took a breath and said, "Mmm."

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

The upper eyelid is lifted, but the lower eyelid is not taut.

[The blinking rate increased slightly, to about 3 times per second—now it has slowed down.]

[Fingers rubbing against the blanket, a small, self-soothing motion.]

There was lingering fear, but it wasn't severe enough to cause panic.

Nan Zhuren was trying to gauge Li Mingchen's feelings about the accidental fall.

He then gestured as if he had glanced at the report: "The report shows we were lucky; you fell on the grass. The final diagnosis is a fractured right ankle and fractures in your left wrist and forearm."

Nan Zhuren subtly used the pronoun "we" to try and build a closer relationship.

Upon hearing this, Li Mingchen said with relief, "Yes... Although I was injured, this injury is much better than other accidents. My ligaments and such are not damaged, and the fracture is only in my left hand... The doctor said that I am still young, and if I rest well, I can basically recover and it will not affect my athletic performance too much."

The eyebrows droop at the ends.

Relax your lip muscles, then smile, and move your jaw forward.

[A slight sigh... no, it was a sigh of relief.]

Is it [feeling fortunate]? No, my emotions feel even more uplifted...

Why does it seem more like a sense of liberation?

Nan Zhuren frowned slightly.

"Could you tell me about what happened in detail?"

"Okay, teacher." Li Mingchen straightened his expression.

He blinked rapidly, swallowed a few times, and made a recollection gesture.

"I remember it was during lunch break. Our classroom was on the third floor. I came back from the cafeteria to bring lunch to my deskmate."

"Maybe the training was too intense the day before. After climbing the stairs that day, I suddenly felt dizzy and leaned against the railing..."

(End of this chapter)