Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 667 - 599: How Should These Files Be Assigned?

Chapter 667: Chapter 599: How Should These Files Be Assigned?

The people he brought were members of the psychological support team on the same bus as Nan Zhubin earlier.

It seems that the person in charge has plans for these team members, so he brought them over.

"Captain Li, weren’t you told to rest, so why... are you taking over the young people’s work again?" The person in charge asked.

"I’m not tired." Captain Li smiled, looked around, pulled a chair away from the desk, and sat down. "I have things to report, so I brought these expert teachers along the way."

The person in charge shook his head, somewhat troubled: "Then please wait a moment."

The person in charge turned to Nan Zhubin, holding onto that stack of files, and smiled: "Teacher Xiao Nan, there are quite a few comrades here. If I leave them all to you, what does that make me?"

"I don’t know much about your profession, but I know that you can’t do too much consultation at once, or there will be problems. And if you encounter issues, Professor Bai and Teacher Wong will have opinions."

The person in charge made a small joke, thinking that young people are energetic but lack moderation, trying to ease the awkwardness.

As the person in charge finished speaking, the team members who came in also turned their attention to Nan Zhubin’s hand.

Their eyes glowed green, like wolves hungry for days.

Nan Zhubin surveyed these people, finding them to be mostly twenty-six or twenty-seven-year-old Ph.D. holders or young consultants in their thirties.

The two senior consultants brought by Bai Qinghua were not among them.

With a slight thought, Nan Zhubin realized.

The team here, whether doing research or practice, brought at least one consultant, due to the diverse team or temporary interest exchange.

Because indeed, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

And everyone saw that stack of case archives just now.

Now, experienced consultants were called to improve the psychological support framework, while those without ability or qualification naturally followed the scent.

Resources are precious.

On the bus just now, there were big shots present.

But now there’s no one above them, so this group became unleashed.

Nan Zhubin surveyed these people again, absorbing their micro expressions, and began analyzing.

It’s fine, not much hostility—except for one person.

That person had heavy dark circles, if remembered correctly, was part of Professor Ji’s project group earlier.

Confirming internally, Nan Zhubin slowly withdrew his hand from the files.

...

While Nan Zhubin looked at the dark circle teacher, the dark circle teacher was also looking at Nan Zhubin.

He scrutinized the excessively young face, initially relieved; then glanced outside the tent, and seeing Weng Pinting was absent, completely relaxed.

Internally laughing: Does this person have a problem? Wants to finish all these consultations alone?

Not considering if he can handle it.

The person in charge first invited a group of consultants to sit, and smiled: "Our comrades have accumulated quite a few issues over the days, so we must trouble the teachers."

Though the status gap is considerable, saying nice words is a basic skill.

A group of consultants promptly turned polite.

"Also hope the teachers can start working soon, since we can wait, but the comrades can’t. They’re not only uncomfortable themselves but also the frontline needs reinforcement, if possible, hope the teachers can quickly evaluate them."

"No problem, letting them return ready, as these comrades are also eager and steadfast towards the frontline."

"For those with issues, we’ll see to what extent we can resolve them, ensuring the comrades’ physical and mental health, avoiding any residual issues."

This speech induced another round of politeness.

The consultants naturally were eager to start working quickly.

Now, there’s a problem—

"How do we divide?"

The group of consultants slowly exchanged glances.

Soon, various claims began to echo.

"I have a national level two consultant certificate..."

"Who here doesn’t have that certificate? And it’s been abolished, what’s the point!"

"Excuse me, I’m a Ph.D. from Beidu University..."

"I’m from Northwest University, the American one!"

"I studied under Professor Qian Guangfu, you must have read my mentor’s books and papers, right? I..."

Factions abound, nobody complies, it’s an inevitable feature of domestic psychology.

The person in charge felt a headache seeing this, yet his mouth slowly curved upward.

He’s happy to see his "subordinates" have spirit.

After waiting a while, the person in charge extended his hand: "Teachers—teachers!"

The scene suddenly quieted, all eyes turned to the person in charge.

"Everyone has seen these files earlier, you should understand the comrades’ issues."

"How about dividing them based on the teachers’ expertise first for simple classification? Once divided, we can discuss further?"

With the host speaking, consultants naturally had no further objections.

They exchanged glances, ready to unanimously reach for the stack of files for final target determination—

"You are very tired."

A voice suddenly arose in the tent.

It was Nan Zhubin.

Throughout the previous argument, he remained silent.

And now he spoke, not targeting the present consultants or the person in charge.

But Captain Li, who has been sitting quietly since entering.

In fact, from the moment Nan Zhubin withdrew his hand from the files, his eyes fixed on Captain Li.

"...Is this teacher speaking to me?" Captain Li, after a breath, regained awareness, blinking as if confirming.

Then he smiled: "Who isn’t tired here? I’m alright..."

His tone was relatively gentle, knowing this group of expert teachers came to help.

"No, you are very tired. You’re nearing extreme fatigue. If you don’t rest soon, you will collapse." Nan Zhubin didn’t yield despite the other’s gentle tone.

He straightforwardly opposed.

Captain Li hesitated twice, slowly his expression turned serious.

The person in charge blinked, his expression becoming serious.

Other consultants exchanged looks, puzzled.

What’s he doing?

Nan Zhubin continued: "Your eye sockets are sunk, dark circles, skin turning yellow, all signs of long-term rest deficiency, even nutritional imbalance issues."

"You sat down immediately upon entering the tent, subconsciously granting yourself rest opportunity, knowing prolonged statics might cause collapse."

"Even while sitting now, your fingers and leg muscles trembled slightly, indicating you surpassed workload limits."

The consultants regarded Nan Zhubin with increasingly peculiar expressions.

These observations... they could identify too.

Yet none thought to voice them now.

Captain Li took a deep breath, surprisingly suppressing his temper, and smiled: "Thank you for the concern, but..."

Nan Zhubin interrupted: "Furthermore, your eyes have bloodshot, pupils even slightly dilated speaking to the leader earlier. This indicates partial attention is on maintaining consciousness."

"Simultaneously your response is slower than normal. During our talk, your reaction was sluggish, pupil focus far slower than normal."

Good, now speaking some substance.

But not much.

The dark circle teacher part of Professor Ji’s group almost laughed. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Is he attempting to exhibit consulting skills onsite? But this isn’t psychological counseling; it’s likelier to earn trouble from the person in charge, lowering impression scores.