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

Chapter 570 Things are progressing exceptionally smoothly

The next day, at the hospital.

Lying on the bed covered with clean white sheets, Nan Zhuren felt as if she had lost control of most of her upper limbs.

A pair of rough, powerful hands pressed against Nan Zhuren's back, kneading his flesh as if he were kneading dough.

Strangely enough, those muscles that Nan Zhuren felt as if they had lost sensation and could not be controlled actually had a good sense of touch and pain.

then--

With those large hands kneading.

"Hiss—" Nan Zhuren couldn't help but gasp softly.

"Oh, it's too heavy, isn't it?" A deep, weathered voice immediately came from behind Nan Zhuren as he gasped for breath.

The voice then said, "Da Hui, is this your first time taking your junior brother to the gym?"

The speaker was an elderly doctor, nearly fifty years old, wearing a white coat, who was gently shaking his head at Nan Zhuren. His rough hands rubbed Nan Zhuren's back, and the muscles in his arms twitched rhythmically with the movement of his hands.

Visually, this doctor, who was in his fifties, appeared even more robust than Nan Zhuren.

From a non-visual, objective perspective... he was indeed many times more robust than Nan Zhuren.

However, Nan Zhuren soon felt that his body, which had been sore and aching after being tormented by Chonghui at the gym all night, was finally relaxing little by little under the rubbing of the strong doctor behind him. The muscles that had been tense and congested for a long time due to inadequate stretching were now softening.

What follows is a wave of pleasure, one after another, constantly assaulting the brain.

Nan Zhuren seemed to understand why Chonghui had that expression when he mentioned massage yesterday afternoon.

Upon hearing the doctor's question, Chonghui smiled smugly: "Yes, I did a simple physical test last night to assess his physical fitness. Then I did a chest workout to test his current limits."

Chonghui recounted the instructions in detail: "One set is for warm-up with an empty bar, then gradually increase the weight to the limit over three sets, then maintain the limit weight for four sets, and finally do three sets of decreasing weight. If he can't do it by himself, I help him increase the weight, but I make sure he fully feels the eccentricity..."

The sturdy doctor nodded as he flipped Nan Zhuren over as if handling a fish on a chopping board. He put his palms together, then carefully inserted his index and middle fingers sideways into the side of Nan Zhuren's pectoral muscle, quickly reaching a congested area.

"Hiss—" Nan Zhuren took another breath.

The doctor said firmly, "Although you have stretched him, the deep muscles are still very tense."

Chonghui nodded and said matter-of-factly, "If I hadn't been coming to see you the next day, I wouldn't have made him practice like that the night before last."

The sturdy doctor chuckled and patted Nan Zhuren on the shoulder: "Alright, your body should be feeling better now. Rest well and recover properly. The benefits of being a fitness beginner are great. However, you'll probably still have trouble lifting your arms in the next couple of days, and the lactic acid won't be eliminated as quickly. You'll feel sore, but it won't hurt anymore."

As he spoke, the burly doctor glanced at Nan Zhuren lying on the bed, saying, "Young man, you have a good foundation, excellent bone structure. Follow your senior brother to get some muscle grafts first, then get some fat removal treatments. A year from now, when you look in the mirror, you'll definitely love yourself, hahaha..."

Chonghui laughed along, "Even if my junior brother is like this now, there are still plenty of people who love him, hahaha..."

Nan Zhuren couldn't laugh because it hurt when she moved her chest.

He struggled to sit up and put on his clothes. During this process, he heard the burly doctor say to Chonghui, "Relieving this young man is like a warm-up. After all, it takes a lot of effort to loosen up the flesh on a big guy like you."

Although the robust doctor complained of his troubles, his expression was one of great interest. He suddenly took off his white coat, revealing a bulging wool sweater underneath.

When he was performing muscle release on Nan Zhuren, the sturdy doctor only used his palms and fingers. But now, facing Chonghui in front of him, he met Chonghui's attack head-on with an elbow strike.

Chonghui immediately grinned and then waved his hand at Nan Zhuren after a while: "This whole thing will probably take me almost an hour. Junior brother, why don't you go out for a walk?"

The tall senior brother knew that Nan Zhuren had another purpose for coming today.

Nan Zhuren nodded, feeling the condition of his body, and turned around with difficulty, using his shoulder to move his arm to turn the doorknob.

Before he closed the door, he heard laughter inside: "Hey? Da Hui, have your arms gotten thicker again?"

"Haha, I guess you're still nervous. Maybe it will become thinner if you massage it in."

"Ah, it's so good to be young. Unlike me, my hormone levels are low as I get older, and I always have insomnia at night. Now I'm watching my body get smaller and smaller every day..."

Click.

Nan Zhuren silently closed the door.

[Emotional readjustment]

……

After a slight feeling of fatigue, all the remaining thoughts in my mind were driven away.

Nan Zhuren began to seriously consider what he needed to do next that day.

—Through a 360-degree assessment, we collected data on Li Lingling's performance in her daily work and life in order to determine her specific situation.

Where should I start?
As Nan Zhuren thought this, she walked to the nurses' station on this floor, mentally drafting her next move.

How can I obtain the information I need in a more natural way?

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

A crisp sound suddenly rang in my ears.

Nan Zhuren looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small nurse on duty at the nurses' station blinking her eyes at him.

"Your walking posture is a bit strange... Are you feeling unwell? Have you registered for an appointment?"

Looking at the banner hanging behind the nurse that read, "Your questions are my responsibility; your health is my wish," Nan Zhuren paused for a moment.

After seeing Nan Zhuren stop and turn around, the nurses at the nurses' station fell silent for a moment.

Suddenly, another tall nurse at the nurses' station stood up: "Hello, have you been here before? I feel like I've seen you before. Do you have an appointment with a doctor you know? I can take you to... Hey, hey, hey!"

Before she could finish speaking, the tall nurse suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Aren't you... that... the psychological counselor from the physical examination center before?!"

Upon hearing this, the petite nurse glanced at Nan Zhuren, and her expression quickly changed.

Nan Zhuren blinked, not denying it: "Were you... also there at the time?"

He had no recollection of the two people in front of him.

The petite nurse quickly explained, "In situations like the one at the physical examination center, the management always organizes training sessions for us afterwards, so that we won't be unable to handle similar situations in the future..."

"Our department specifically requested the video footage from that time and saw what happened," the petite nurse said. "It was really dangerous!"

When something happens in a public institution, it's often not kept secret or shrouded in secrecy as outsiders might imagine. In most cases, a large or small meeting is held to study the case in various formats. As for the effectiveness of this learning, that's a matter of opinion.

"So, you...you're the psychologist who took the knife?"

The little nurse's eyes sparkled.

Even with such a large-scale medical dispute, even if the video is reviewed and studied afterwards, theoretically, the faces in the surveillance footage wouldn't be remembered for very long.

Unless there are special circumstances.

Nan Zhuren suddenly realized that he could take the opportunity to collect peer evaluations from the 360-degree evaluation system.

Looking around, Nan Zhuren confirmed that there weren't many patients coming and going at this time, and that chatting with the nurses for a while wouldn't take up too much of their medical resources.

So, he slightly curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a professional and friendly smile.

"My name is Nan Zhuren," Nan Zhuren said with a smile.

The petite nurse and the tall nurse said in unison, "Teacher Nan!"

“Teacher Nan, you can call me Cui Cui, that’s what my friends call me!” Then the tall nurse interjected, “Teacher Nan, were you injured at the time? Are you here to see a doctor?”

Nan Zhuren's strange walking posture is indeed easy to misunderstand.

"No. I'm just here for muscle relaxation," Nan Zhuren explained. "I realized how important health is after that incident, so I recently started working out."

Nurse Cui's eyes lit up even more: "Working out is great! The doctors in our department are especially good at massage; I can introduce them to Teacher Nan!"

Why are you describing doctors like massage therapists?

As she spoke, Nurse Cui began to look Nan Zhuren up and down without restraint, and even planned to make physical contact under the guise of an examination.

Nan Zhuren promptly said, "Actually, I was just helping out that day; I didn't try to take the knife. It was your hospital's own nurses who stepped forward during the most dangerous and crucial moment."

No matter how outstanding a man is, his attractiveness will decrease significantly when he starts praising another woman.

Nurse Cui, who had been steadily approaching Nan Zhuren's hands, stopped abruptly after hearing his words, revealing a listless expression: "Oh, her..."

Nan Zhuren became interested in her reaction: "You two know each other?"

This follow-up question made Nurse Cui even less willing to speak, and she could only stammer answers like "not very familiar" or "I've heard of her."

The petite nurse, who hadn't had a chance to speak until now, seemed to have finally gotten her chance in class to be asked a question about something she'd reviewed, and eagerly chimed in:
"Teacher Nan, you mean Lingling? I was with her when I was on my rotation."

……

Oh?
Nan Zhuren's eyes lit up.

However, the petite nurse was clearly a sensible person, and she stopped subconsciously after saying that.

This requires Nan Zhuren to try to provide guidance.

After organizing his thoughts, Nan Zhuren made a reminiscing expression: "At the time, many doctors were very cautious and dared not step forward. And that one... was her name Lingling, right? She was practically confronting the person opposite her all by herself. She was really amazing."

Nan Zhuren said jokingly, "She didn't encounter this situation before when she was rotating through your departments, did she? She seems very experienced? I would feel very safe working with her, wouldn't I?"

This statement is bait.

The petite nurse seemed to move her lips, as if something was about to slip out, but quickly suppressed it, finally only whispering haltingly, "A sense of security... uh..."

This is exactly the kind of reaction Nan Zhuren wants, one that allows him to smoothly transition to the next question.

He asked, "Don't you two get along?"

If it were a typical, uninteresting person asking this question, the petite nurse would probably just brush it off.

But seeing Nan Zhuren in front of her, the petite nurse subconsciously explained, "Actually, we were...once on good terms."

The petite nurse looked nostalgic: "She... was really amazing. She was very skilled in many techniques. In the beginning, whenever any of us had trouble, she would come to help; if there was anything we didn't know, she would teach us."

"But later...maybe it's because we're not really suited to be friends." The petite nurse said, a regretful expression on her face.

Nan Zhuren repeated: "Not really suitable to be friends?"

There's a slight risk here.

Faced with topics she didn't want to discuss, and given the current almost "digging" conversation style, no matter how much the petite nurse accommodated Nan Zhuren, she wouldn't allow Nan Zhuren to ask too many questions.

She is clearly a person with strong boundaries, not only with herself, but also with her colleagues and friends.

Nan Zhuren estimated that if he asked one or two more questions, the petite nurse would lose interest in talking to him.

However, the question Nan Zhuren asked could still be answered by the petite nurse: "Well... how should I put it..."

The petite nurse pursed her lips and pondered, "Well... everyone's standards for making friends might be different. She probably has her own set of standards. If we do something that doesn't meet her standards... she might think we're not suitable to be friends, and her attitude towards us might change."

"At first, she was very kind to everyone around her, like an older sister to all of us. But later... she basically became just a colleague to everyone."

Nan Zhuren nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

"But, but." Seeing Nan Zhuren's reaction, the petite nurse suddenly began to make amends, "She's very capable at work, and she's also a good person. Like in that accident you saw, Teacher Nan, she stepped forward."

"I can only say... we're not really suited to be friends. It's quite a shame."

It seems that even though their relationship has cooled, the petite nurse still holds Li Lingling in high regard.

After she finished speaking, the petite nurse's phone suddenly rang.

Jingle Bell--

It's a pre-set alarm clock.

"I'm going to do my rounds now," the petite nurse said.

Watching the other person's figure disappear from sight, Nan Zhuren was about to say goodbye to the remaining nurse Cui Cui and try to find out more from Li Lingling's supervisor.

The nurse behind him, Cui Cui, suddenly said leisurely, "Li Lingling... is actually quite famous. I've heard many of my friends mention her."

(End of this chapter)