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

Chapter 621 Just Kidding

Upon hearing Chonghui ask this question, Chen swallowed hard.

Then came the second bite, and the third bite.

His brows furrowed deeply, as if someone had tied a knot in them.

Chonghui maintained his smile, staring intently at the other person, watching as the other person raised their hand and lowered it again, but ultimately did not place it on the constantly heaving chest.

"If I had to give a score, it would definitely be 6... no, maybe 7." Chen said. "Everyone was so disgusted by the smell that they started to vomit... if we hadn't had another mission afterward, we probably would have fainted from the nausea."

Seeing these reactions from the other party and hearing the current response.

Chonghui breathed a long sigh of relief.

We finally got to the bottom of things.

Of course, Chonghui's expression remained unchanged: "So how strong of a stench do you feel right now?"

Team member Chen thought for a moment: "3 points... It smells terrible, but not bad enough to make me want to vomit. But when you asked me to recall just now, it was about 4 points..."

Chonghui joked, "You almost threw up, didn't you?"

Team member Chen also laughed along.

The black-circled teacher standing behind couldn't laugh. He opened his mouth, seemingly thinking that the state of the intervention subject was now suitable for creating a scale and collecting data from their research group.

But after much deliberation, he stopped what he was doing.

Shi Qianqian's brushstrokes never stopped.

……

Following this question, Chonghui's interview-based information gathering finally got on track.

His language became more direct, frequently returning to previous topics and asking Chen about his feelings, his experience of encountering the unexpected scene for the first time, and so on.

When asked this time, Chonghui brought data and kept asking Chen to describe the extent he felt at the time with detailed numbers.

Shi Qianqian continued writing diligently, constantly revisiting and adding to her work.

After descriptions such as "stomach discomfort," "fear," and "anxiety," corresponding numbers were added.

This is the data they need.

About an hour later, the conversation ended.

Chonghui said, "If possible, I'd also like to talk to your other teammates, is that alright?"

When asking the last "Is it okay?", Chonghui was asking Chen, the team member, and also looking up to ask the nurse for her opinion.

Team member Chen readily agreed: "I feel much better... Teacher Zhong, you truly are Teacher Nan's senior..."

He also hopes that his current situation can be replicated in his teammates to reduce their suffering.

The nurse hesitated for a moment: "Old Chen's condition is the mildest in their group."

Chonghui and the others naturally did not back down from the nurse's reminder, or rather, they had already prepared themselves mentally.

Team member Chen and the nurse quickly left to coordinate with the other team members, since some of them were still bedridden due to more serious conditions.

It was at this moment that Teacher Heiquan hesitated for a moment and asked Chonghui, "Can we take a questionnaire for that rescue team member surnamed Chen now?"

Teacher Heiquan himself probably didn't realize that his voice was incredibly humble at this moment, almost like when he was facing his senior brother, who was only a pound of glue.

Chonghui glanced at him: "It's possible, but as we just said—even if his condition improves now and he won't react to your questions anymore, his cognitive resources are still limited, and your scale score will be problematic."

Teacher Heiquan was taken aback, not because of Chonghui's advice, but because he didn't expect Chonghui to actually agree.

Chonghui chuckled lightly: "If you can't get this data back, Professor Ji probably won't let you off easy, right?"

The teacher with the black circle stammered, unable to speak.

This is true.

He made the request just now because he wanted Chonghui to refuse him, so that he could at least give an account to his teacher when he returned—that way he wouldn't be accused of "not being able to obtain data," but rather of "being prevented from carrying out his work by other research groups."

But I never expected Chonghui to be so considerate.

Professor Heiquan was actually a little moved. Was there really such a normal person in Professor Bai Qinghua's research group?
In that instant, Chonghui's status in Teacher Heiquan's heart was equal to that of Senior Brother Yijinjiao.

So much so that he subconsciously asked, "Senior Brother Chong... how can we analyze this data you just collected?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Teacher Heiquan realized he had made a fool of himself. How could the other person possibly answer such a question?

However, the next second, a voice came from the side: "We can do qualitative and quantitative analysis, and then use it for modeling."

It turned out to be Shi Qianqian.

"...???" The teacher with the black circle blinked.

Shi Qianqian scoffed at the black-circle teacher's reaction: "You don't understand qualitative analysis, do you?"

The truth came like a sharp knife. The teacher in the black circle lowered his head again.

In many research fields, the later a researcher progresses, the deeper and narrower their knowledge becomes, exhibiting a high degree of specialization, to the point that even some basic knowledge is forgotten. If they happen to encounter something new, they still need to consult textbooks.

Just like in psychological counseling, many great counselors specialize in one school of thought in their later years; however, counselors like Nan Zhuren, who can adjust their techniques according to different clients, are absolutely rare, or even anomalies.

Big shots are always unpredictable.

Many high-level papers have a group of people as first authors, because a complete project often requires the collaboration of people with different backgrounds to achieve results.

The teacher in the black circle displayed an unusual obedience, a pure thirst for knowledge: "What aspects of Senior Brother Chong's conversation can be applied to qualitative analysis?"

……

Qualitative analysis is a research method that uses systematic processing and analysis of non-numerical data (such as text, dialogue, and observation records) to gain a deeper understanding of the meaning, patterns, and internal structure behind phenomena.

It does not pursue the quantity or universality of data, but focuses on digging deep and rich details in specific contexts to answer the questions of "why" and "how" it happened.

For example, the phrase "I always feel a strange smell around my nose..." that Chonghui mentioned in his conversation was coded by Shi Qianqian as "Invasive sensory experience: olfaction (illusion/fluctuation). Self-awareness: partially present."

Building upon the coding, it is also necessary to find, review, define, and name recurring and important patterns in the data, and then summarize and organize them.

For example, Chen, the team member just now, included [Topic 1: Invasive Symptoms (including subtopics: Sensory Intrusion, Memory Flashback)], [Topic 2: Somatization Reactions (including subtopics: Gastrointestinal Reactions, Muscle Tension)], and so on.

After these analyses are completed, qualitative and quantitative studies will be conducted separately, such as what triggered Chen's symptoms, and how many team members have similar symptoms in total.

……

The above is Chonghui and Shi Qianqian's plan for the subsequent processing of this batch of data.

However, when faced with the question from the teacher in the black circle, Shi Qianqian did not answer in that way, but instead curled the corners of her mouth.

Her eyes crinkled into a smile: "This is a secret of the research group, why should I tell you?"

Teacher Hei Quan was taken aback and looked at Chong Hui. He found that the big guy had lost his gentle demeanor from before and was just smiling and shaking his head at Shi Qianqian beside him.

It seems like I've been... played?

(End of this chapter)