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Chapter 554 Collapsed and Unable to Get Up
Mo Kai could no longer open his eyes any wider; his mind was almost frozen, but his body began to push aside the equally terrified security guards, as if he were about to rush forward to help.

However, someone else acted faster than him.

The nurse with the bun hair almost leaped out and immediately pushed the hospital bed with the pregnant woman lying on it towards Chonghui, keeping the still unconscious pregnant woman away from the center of the fight.

Then, he grabbed the old man's hand that was holding the knife!

……

Nan Zhuren sighed inwardly.

He just used the newly acquired [Hypnotherapy - Beginner] technique.

However, the results were unsatisfactory, and it could be described as a failed attempt, or even as hypnosis at all.

Hypnosis has a long history, even longer than psychology.

In modern history, the term "hypnosis" first appeared in the 1840s, named by the British physician James Blade, who brought this technique from the realm of mysticism into the scientific community.

Subsequently, hypnosis began to be widely used in clinical medicine, mainly to treat hysteria patients without organic lesions, in order to eliminate or divert these patients' symptoms such as paralysis, blindness, and convulsions.

Even before anesthetics were widely available, Dr. James used a great deal of "hypnotic anesthesia" to perform major surgeries on patients, including amputations.

Hypnosis during this period is also known as traditional authoritative hypnosis because the hypnotist mainly uses directive statements during the hypnosis process, such as "Forget about the memory of that car accident," "You will not feel pain from now on," "You will be very thirsty today, drink a lot of water," and so on.

Meanwhile, in the development of hypnosis technology, researchers have begun to realize that there is a so-called "second mental world" in humans. When a person is hypnotized, they can face this world directly and have conversations with others in this world.

This "second mental world" was later called the "subconscious."

Sigmund Freud built upon this foundation, later creating the first school of thought in psychological counseling—the psychoanalytic school.

Yes, although hypnosis is strictly speaking a technique of psychoanalysis, it is actually the soil from which psychoanalysis originated.

It was also during this period that researchers began to discover many drawbacks of traditional authoritative hypnosis, including the neglect of individual differences, the ease with which resistance is triggered, and the high dependence on the subject's hypnotic susceptibility—that is, whether a person is suitable for and easily hypnotized.

From this perspective, many of Freud's psychoanalytic techniques, such as free association, can be seen as a downgraded form of hypnosis, specifically designed for less skilled therapists to intervene in patients who are not easily hypnotized.

By the mid-20th century, Milton Erickson reintegrated emerging psychotherapy and hypnosis techniques, which later became known as Ericksonian hypnosis or modern hypnosis. Erickson is also considered the "father of modern hypnosis."

Modern hypnosis places greater emphasis on personalized approaches, focusing on empathy and consciously navigating around the subject's resistance. Hypnotists utilize numerous guiding statements to stimulate the subject's inner resources, enabling the client to achieve personal growth.

At the same time, modern hypnosis can also effectively deal with emotionally unstable clients, redirecting their destructive resources and using them to facilitate the hypnotic process.

From the above history, we can summarize the two most important factors influencing hypnosis: the hypnotist and the hypnotized person—or the counselor and the client.

Nan Zhuren's "Hypnotherapy: Beginner" fills him with what can be described as an exaggerated array of qualities a hypnotist should possess.

In general, when conducting hypnosis, a hypnotist needs to be in a quiet environment without any extra interference. They need to use precise language skills, along with the rhythm and tone of their voice, to give suggestive language patterns. They also need to continuously induce and deepen the hypnotic state in order to bring the subject into a hypnotic state.

The purpose of this is based on the concept of "modern hypnosis," which seeks the most suitable hypnotic suggestion pattern for the client at that moment, bypassing resistance and allowing the client to shift their attention from the external world to their own inner self.

Nan Zhuren, with just a guidance and a snap of his fingers, was able to accomplish all of this.

It uses the extremely simplified form of "traditional authoritative hypnosis," which is even more simplistic than simplistic, but it exerts the effects of "modern hypnosis."

But no matter how capable Nan Zhuren is, the only thing he can change is himself as a counselor—he cannot change the client's situation.

Just like his [Intermediate Micro-expression Analysis], although it is powerful, as long as the other party wears thick clothes and covers their face, Nan Zhuren can't read anything.

The old man was currently at an extremely high emotional peak, and the surrounding environment was incredibly noisy. Even the world's number one hypnotist wouldn't dare say they could hypnotize him directly in this situation.

Generally, hypnotized individuals need to go through two stages: "relaxation guidance" and "deepening suggestion" before they can finally enter the hypnotic state where therapeutic intervention can begin.

After Nan Zhuren intervened, the old man withdrew during the "relaxation guidance" phase, and entered a state of distraction for less than two seconds simply because of Nan Zhuren's actions.

Once he regains his attention, the old man will surely unleash an even more torrent of anger than before.

Fortunately, Nan Zhuren was aware of the situation; his original plan only required a gap of less than two seconds.

Unfortunately, plans never keep up with changes.

The situation on the scene was too critical, leaving Nan Zhuren little time to plan, and the opportunity was fleeting;
Chonghui lacked experience in dealing with such situations. Instead of immediately disarming the old man, he first threw the hostage receptionist out of the room.

Of course, Chonghui's actions weren't exactly wrong.

Nan Zhuren is now in a somewhat awkward position.

……

Hand-to-hand combat is really not Nan Zhuren's forte.

"Old men in their forties and fifties" is an age where there is a great deal of differentiation. People with weak constitutions can already start making arrangements for their funerals, while those with strong constitutions can still do pull-ups, double arm stretches, or even human flags in the park.

Although the old man in the present case is not as exaggerated as the latter, he is clearly a farmer.

Although he was thin, Nan Zhuren suspected that even if Chonghui came up, he would be reluctant to part with him for a while.

Not to mention that Chonghui is in some trouble now.

While Nan Zhuren and the old man were exchanging blows, Nan Zhuren scanned the scene. The nurse with the bun hairstyle rushed over and grabbed the old man's knife, making herself a little safer, but the hospital bed she pushed out blocked Chonghui.

Our first instinct should be to protect the pregnant patient and keep her away from trouble, right? But now we're in a bit of an awkward situation, girl.

The surrounding security guards were still in a daze; a few further away were helping up the onlookers who had fallen to the ground, while the others closer seemed surprised and hadn't yet reacted to Nan Zhuren's actions...

No, the difference in quality among your staff is just too great, isn't it? No wonder you always fail to save lives when there are medical emergencies... Never mind.

Before Nan Zhuren could shout angrily for the security guards to come and help,

Suddenly, the nurse with the bun hairstyle who had grabbed the old man's knife-wielding hand screamed "Ah!" and bit the old man's wrist, shaking her head violently like a lion shaking its head.

Sisters, are you really that brave?! Can the difference in the quality of staff at the same hospital really be this great?!
The old man and the nurse with the bun haircut both trembled at the same time, and the kitchen knife clattered to the ground.

The nurse with the bun hairstyle was also curled up, her hands covering a certain area on the front of her body, unable to get up for a moment.

--wrong!
Nan Zhuren's pupils constricted.

However, the old man's reaction was unexpectedly quick, and Nan Zhuren even suspected that the other party might have extensive experience in causing trouble.

Although he was no longer armed, he also lost the nurse's restraint. With a burst of strength, he forcefully threw Nan Zhuren aside, which allowed the young consultant to block the security guard who had already reacted.

The security guards who had stopped Nan Zhuren from entering rushed to his aid to check if he was alright. In this situation, if anyone unrelated to the hospital were injured right under their noses, the consequences could be severe.

It sounds complicated, but all of these things happen within a few breaths.

Nan Zhuren pushed the security guard aside, and Chonghui pulled the hospital bed to a safe distance, quickly coming over to check on Nan Zhuren's condition. Meanwhile, the old man, who had lost his weapon—

He scrambled onto the windowsill using both his hands and feet and sat down on it.

"I must see Dr. Liu today, and I must get an explanation!"

The old man's voice even started to tremble with emotion as he spoke.

"I must see my grandson, or I'll jump off this cliff!"

wonderful.

Could things really have developed in such a dramatic way?

"Why don't we just let him jump..."

"Yeah, if you've got the guts, then jump."

Nan Zhuren faintly heard someone muttering behind him.

Unfortunately, that's not how things were handled.

The security guards breathed a sigh of relief, but remained on edge. If they had let the old man jump, they might still have been held responsible, and Dr. Liu, whom the old man had mentioned, and even Dr. Qiu and the nurse with the bun hairstyle who were present today, would have faced varying degrees of trouble.

They remained hesitant, even too close to check on the nurse with the bun hairstyle who was still lying on the ground.

The surrounding crowd was then dispersed by security guards.

Some people even took out their phones and started taking photos and videos.

Nan Zhuren sighed and patted the security guard's arm: "Excuse me, could you move aside?"

The security guard who had previously mistaken Nan Zhuren for a bystander was more obedient this time, moving half a body away, but still hesitated because of Nan Zhuren's status as an "unrelated person".

What if this young man is in danger? At times like this, it's better to lose than to make another mistake.

"Thump thump thump—" A figure in a white coat suddenly darted over; it was Dr. Qiu.

He glanced at the old man's condition and whispered to Nan Zhuren, "You're Professor Bai's student, right? Can you do what you just did again?"

Nan Zhuren nodded.

Dr. Qiu immediately cut off the conversation: "Move aside, and then... get ready."

Now that the blame had been taken, the security guard stepped back as if granted a pardon, and his tense attention was now focused entirely on the old man.

The old man became excited upon seeing this.

"Wait, make this person leave, make him go away!"

He put on a creepy look and even turned his head away from Nan Zhuren.

"Otherwise, I'll jump!"

Nan Zhuren silently assessed the old man's condition. The man's emotions were still running high, but compared to his previous ferocity, he had calmed down considerably.

That's understandable—it's all about initial momentum, but then it wanes. Extreme emotions are hard to maintain for long, especially since the other person has already suffered a setback once.

Moreover, he just held someone else's life in his hands, and now he's hanging in mid-air with his own life hanging in the balance.

Direct hypnosis is still unrealistic.

However, Nan Zhuren currently has combo techniques available.

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment, then used an "Emotional Rebalancing" skill on himself to calm himself down. Although he didn't show it on his face, the current situation still made him very nervous and anxious.

After a moment of clarity and a slight feeling of fatigue, Nan Zhuren's gaze towards the old man became almost the same as when he attended the court hearing not long ago.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Nan Zhuren spoke words that seemed meaningless, yet the emotions in his words subtly permeated the air.

[Emotional contagion]

"I...I don't care, just stay away from me!" the old man shouted, but his voice unconsciously weakened.

"Okay, okay~"

Nan Zhuren responded half-heartedly, while silently circling around to bring himself into the old man's line of sight.

"I'm not coming near you, I'm backing away, you'll see..."

"..." Upon hearing Nan Zhuren's words, the old man subconsciously looked up.

Sure enough, Nan Zhuren had moved a little further away from his position.

And the other party's right hand that was extended again.

"That's right, look at me..."

Snapped.

The middle finger and thumb rub together and strike the palm, producing a crisp sound.

The next second, before the security guards could make a move, Nan Zhuren, whose [nerve reflex speed] had been enhanced, had already rushed out while the old man's eyes were dazed.

He rushed forward, grabbed the old man by the collar, twisted his waist, and swung his arm—

He also deliberately lowered his upper body to convert his weight into power, increasing the lethality of the move.

boom!
The strong but light-weight old man slammed to the ground like a broken sack.

The excruciating pain caused the old man to instinctively scream, bringing his attention back to the scene. But the security guards, who had finally arrived, also began to intervene, with four or five of them pinning down the struggling man who was writhing desperately.

Nan Zhuren breathed a sigh of relief.

[Phew—I feel a bit better now.]

After rubbing his lower back and making a silent vow to work out in the future, Nan Zhuren immediately turned his gaze to the nurse with the bun hairstyle who still hadn't gotten up.

(End of this chapter)