Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 144 - 142 Family Admission

Nan Zhubin seemingly offered three choices.

In reality, Li Minglu had almost no choice.

First, option two—let Li Minglu strive to change his life.

He definitely tried hard, but was there any change?

If there was, he wouldn’t have ended up suffering from depression now.

So, he could only choose between option one "escape life" and option three "change the wife".

Make a choice between these two.

Nan Zhubin watched Li Minglu’s expression.

[His pupils did not constrict or dilate, there was no element of "surprise."]

[There were almost no changes around his eyes, nose wings, or cheeks.]

[This indicated my proposals did not exceed his expectations, these were all things he had thought about before.]

[But—they were ineffective, or, not implemented.]

Nan Zhubin gained a new understanding of Li Minglu’s motivation level.

"You’ve thought about what I just said, haven’t you?"

"Yes." Li Minglu nodded. freёweɓnovel_com

"This shows you once thought about solving the problem, but ultimately failed—no, you didn’t even implement it, did you?"

Li Minglu looked up at Nan Zhubin, muttering, "I tried hard—I wanted to be a good husband, I made money, I cared for the kid, I supported the family..."

"But it was ineffective, wasn’t it?" Nan Zhubin interrupted directly.

Li Minglu was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Have you ever communicated your thoughts with your wife?"

Li Minglu clenched his teeth and shook his head.

"No."

"Why?"

"I... I didn’t want to give Suisui more pressure, she has endured a lot while being with me, it’s not easy. In this situation, bringing these demands to her feels too unreasonable."

Alright, [overblaming] started taking effect.

"Besides, I thought she would understand me. Or someday, our life would begin to change in that direction..."

Okay, it’s not just [overblaming] taking effect now.

Nan Zhubin pursed his lips.

"So you never talked to your wife about your feelings regarding life?"

"No."

"Did your wife ever tell you how she feels about your family life?"

"...Somewhat."

"How so?"

Li Minglu lowered his head: "Not quite satisfied."

Nan Zhubin observed Li Minglu’s reaction.

[Do you feel guilty now again?]

Nan Zhubin wanted to know what exactly Wang Sui was dissatisfied with in life, but he thought, with Li Minglu’s current state, he probably wouldn’t say.

Even if he does speak, he would cover it up.

"What did she say?" Out of trust and expectation, Nan Zhubin still asked.

As expected, Li Minglu began to stammer, his facial micro expressions directly adjusted to the "I’m going to lie" mode.

Nan Zhubin smiled calmly, interrupting Li Minglu just as he was about to utter his first lie.

"How about this."

Nan Zhubin glanced at the clock; the time was almost up to the standard forty minutes.

But he felt that Li Minglu’s state today was quite rare, and extending it appropriately by ten or twenty minutes to make it an hour could be worth it.

Nan Zhubin thought about the plans he had made before and contemplated suitably adjusting them.

Then he said, "Today, you’ve told me a lot of issues you’ve not shared with your consultant, or even your family before, like the situation with your parents, and your past views on your life."

"This is quite a rare breakthrough."

"Therefore, I now have a further suggestion—"

Nan Zhubin looked at Li Minglu: "Why not invite your wife in, and you two discuss your thoughts in the consultation room, how about it?"

"I could also take this opportunity to see her reaction to this."

A characteristic of [depression] is a lack of expression.

Nan Zhubin knew that once Li Minglu left this consultation room, he would definitely not speak so much to anyone else.

Let alone, delve into deep thoughts of his own.

But if Li Minglu’s situation were to improve, he must express himself, especially to his wife Wang Sui.

Then, using Wang Sui’s reaction to motivate Li Minglu to take action and thereby change his current situation.

Of course, it would be even better if Wang Sui, after understanding Li Minglu’s thoughts, reflects on her own behavior and begins to actively improve Li Minglu’s real-life situation.

Nan Zhubin hoped dearly to see this scene.

Hoped dearly.

But, if not—

Nan Zhubin looked at Li Minglu.

[You’ll have to rely on yourself.]

[All a consultant can do is unearth the previously hidden information, and then lay out all the possible choices in front of you.]

...

After Nan Zhubin shared some of his thoughts with his assistant Shen Bing waiting outside, the assistant looked surprised.

Deciding to extend to an hour for free after the forty minutes were up and requesting family members to enter for family consultation was very unusual.

But when it came to Mr. Nan, it didn’t seem that strange.

Very soon.

Click—

"Mr. Nan?"

Wang Sui’s face peeked in, full of curiosity.

"Please have a seat."

Nan Zhubin gestured toward the direction of the sofa.

"Sorry for calling you in unexpectedly."

Wang Sui followed Nan Zhubin’s right hand direction, sitting down on the double sofa. She sat next to Li Minglu, arm to arm, but did not glance at him.

She smiled politely at Nan Zhubin’s apology: "It’s nothing, Mr. Nan. You mentioned before that I might need to join the consultation for my husband, so I’ve been waiting outside, thinking maybe today there wouldn’t be a chance."

As she spoke, her gaze lingered on Nan Zhubin’s face for a moment before wandering around the room.

"You seem very curious about the consultation room?" Nan Zhubin directly pointed out her behavior.

"Yes." Wang Sui replied, "because I’ve accompanied my husband for over a year of psychological consultation, but I’ve never entered during a consultation session before."

She said straightforwardly: "And entering isn’t necessarily a good thing!"

Nan Zhubin maintained his expression, neither elevating nor dropping his lips.

At this moment, just having one more person in the consultation room made it feel spatially still spacious but significantly more "crowded" in atmosphere.

"Let me correct you slightly."

Nan Zhubin reminded Wang Sui, "It’s not ’I consult Mr. Li with you’, strictly speaking, it’s ’I consult you and Mr. Li’."

"I don’t need psychological consultation!"

Facing Nan Zhubin’s reminder, Wang Sui rebutted without hesitation.

Then she added bluntly by herself: "Mr. Nan, you folks have the habit of calling everything ’consultation’, don’t you? My previous consultant also told me that, said they’re consulting me, but in the end, it was just instructing me on how to take care of my husband as a [depression] family member or something."

While Wang Sui was speaking, Nan Zhubin glanced at Li Minglu once.

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