Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 131 - 129: Spirit Prescription Drugs Have Always Required Caution

Chapter 131: Chapter 129: Spirit Prescription Drugs Have Always Required Caution

Perhaps Nan Zhubin was too absorbed in looking at the prescription.

Teacher Zhang couldn’t help but ask, "What’s the matter?"

Nan Zhubin lifted his head, his eyes inscrutable: "A bit curious."

"Curious about what?"

Nan Zhubin patted his pocket: "Teacher, you gave me the prescription so readily. In theory, shouldn’t there be some scale tests and evaluations first?"

Teacher Zhang was taken aback: "You’re quite familiar with the process?"

Vaguely, Teacher Zhang felt something was amiss.

But this doubt quickly received an explanation.

Nan Zhubin nodded: "I’ve done a few psychological consultations at school before, and the teachers there taught me."

At this point, Teacher Zhang no longer doubted him, smiled, and explained:

"The scores on the scales are quite mechanical, serving as a standard and universal measurement tool; but ultimately, psychological consultation must focus on the individual, so it’s not always appropriate to rely solely on scale results in such situations. After our consultation just now, I already have a rough assessment of your situation, which is why I prescribed you the medication."

The latter part of the sentence was somewhat nonsense, but the former indeed represented the views of some consultants.

The measurement of psychological scales and academic exams are different; the score fluctuations of the final results are large, and the credibility is not one hundred percent.

However, while the accuracy of the scales is questionable, subjective assessments by consultants are sometimes not very reliable either, so most of the time, consultants choose to combine scales with consultations.

After speaking, Teacher Zhang seemed to realize this point as well and hurriedly added: "Besides, didn’t you already take a scale test before you came? It can also be used as a reference."

The addition was timely, but the reason was far-fetched, and it was already too late.

Nan Zhubin shook his head inwardly.

At this moment, Teacher Zhang suddenly remembered what Nan Zhubin had just said: "You just mentioned that you did psychological consultation elsewhere, where was that?"

"Jiang University."

"Oh... Hmm? Jiang University?"

...

All the preparatory work that needed to be done was finished, so there was no need to continue the act.

It was time to get down to business.

Nan Zhubin’s gaze was gentle as he took a deep breath. His shoulders and chest opened with the breath, changing from a curled posture to a more expansive one.

At this moment, Nan Zhubin completed his role transition, departing from the visitor’s template and returning to being the consultant, Nan Zhubin.

The previously disguised expression on his face was completely withdrawn, and Nan Zhubin said faintly: "Yes, Jiang University."

This change in demeanor made Teacher Zhang blink, but he still didn’t make too many associations.

The consulting room is meant to provide a "different world" for visitors, with some being entirely different people inside and outside of consultation.

Some visitors who curl up and cry like a baby in the consulting room might be a big shot who calls the shots outside.

So when Teacher Zhang first saw Nan Zhubin’s situation, he also thought he had merely exited the consultation state.

He chuckled twice: "That’s quite a coincidence; many of the visitors to our clinic have been transferred from your school. Our clinic’s best consultant is also a professor from your school—Professor Lin Lulin, you know him?"

"I know him; he used to be my teacher."

Teacher Zhang’s expression instantly froze.

This time, no matter how slow, one should have reacted by now.

Nan Zhubin’s index finger circled Zhang’s face: "Dilated pupils, raised eyelids, that’s surprise, considered a normal reaction; but your eyes are also twitching very violently, and the muscles in your neck are contracting quickly..."

Nan Zhubin glanced at Zhang’s hand gripping the sofa: "Palm and fingers tensed subconsciously, all signs of rapid thinking and nervousness."

"This indicates a name has popped into your head, and the person represented by that name is making you nervous."

Under normal circumstances, a consultant with excellent emotional management wouldn’t show their inner state so strongly.

But Teacher Zhang had just undergone a mentally exhausting consultation, and his brain was drained; moreover, he was relaxed, enjoying the success of the session seconds ago, and the sudden reversal of atmosphere caught him off guard.

Nan Zhubin was taking advantage of this opportunity to strike while the iron was hot, pressing on relentlessly.

Nan Zhubin said: "My name is Nan Zhubin."

Thump, thump, thump—

If there were sound effects on the scene, this is the sound that would definitely ring in Teacher Zhang’s ears.

Nan Zhubin pointed to Zhang’s constricted pupils: "Very good, I am indeed the person you’re thinking of."

"This means you know me and are aware of what happened back then, right?"

"Very good—I guessed right. Looks like I’m lucky."

Indeed, Teacher Zhang was a seasoned psychological consultant; his rapidly twitching pupils indicated he was thinking quickly.

Soon after, his facial expression was quickly suppressed within three breaths, showing a preliminary emotional management was completed.

"You are Zhuren? I’ve heard about you; you’re Old Lin’s protégé, and he always praises you." He used a companionable term and then quickly stood up to head towards the consultant room’s door, "I’m not sure if Old Lin is here, I’ll go look for him—"

This response measure was quite reasonable, using a more intimate term to stabilize Nan Zhubin and then leave the scene to avoid taking the blame.

As for searching for Lin Lulin, that was nonsense; looking for security might be real; unlike Howard’s makeshift troupe, Liu Lin Psychological Clinic definitely has experience dealing with all sorts of out-of-control visitors or their families.

But Zhang’s movement stopped in the next second because Nan Zhubin raised an object.

Click—

["Hello."]

["Hello, Teacher."]

["You may call me Teacher Zhang."]

The hand held a small metallic object—a voice recorder.

An unflashy but undoubtedly useful little gadget.

Nan Zhubin pressed the fast-forward button, skipping directly to the end. freёwebnoѵel.com

["...The score of the scales is quite mechanical, a standard and universal measurement tool... after our consultation just now, I have roughly assessed your situation, which is why I prescribed you medication."]

["Besides, hadn’t you already done a scale test before you came? It could serve as a reference."]

Zhang’s eyes widened.

Gulp—

He heard the sound of swallowing in his own throat.

Watching the other’s reaction, Nan Zhubin slowly said, "Even when possessing prescription rights, a scale test is a necessary procedure—this is for the record."

"And using test results from other places for reference in the current consultation is a grave mistake. First, even if it’s a formal test done in other hospitals, there will be issues of timeliness, and upon arriving at a new clinic, retesting is mandatory; second, what if I brought in those unreliable sham scale results from online? You didn’t even ask for the original data."

Nan Zhubin took out the prescription Zhang had given with his other hand, and waved the signature on the bottom right corner.

"I initially thought I’d wait until going back to verify if these medication types and dosages are compliant before coming back to deal with you, but now it seems unnecessary—"

Nan Zhubin’s gaze was indescribably serious: "Prescribing medication during the first consultation, without any scale tests at all."

"Teacher Zhang, you prescribe too easily."

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