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Chapter 37 - 37 37 Outside Consultation

37: Chapter 37 Outside Consultation 37: Chapter 37 Outside Consultation Even without using Micro-expression Analysis, Nan Zhubin could easily sense Weng Pinting’s emotions at the moment.

The gaze in her eyes carried a level 5 interest, filled with strength.

Nan Zhubin speculated on the purpose behind Weng Pinting keeping him there.

“You did your master’s at Jiangdu University.

What about your undergraduate studies?”

Unexpectedly, the other party began by asking about his educational background.

Nan Zhubin started searching his memory.

“Also Jiangdu University.”

“Was your major the same for both your bachelor’s and master’s?”

“Yes, my undergraduate was in Applied Psychology, and so was my master’s.”

“For your master’s, did you specialize in Psychological Consultation?

What was your advisor’s sect?”

Nan Zhubin continued to search his memory: “He worked in Cognitive-behavioral, occasionally doing some Psychological Analysis.”

“Psychological Analysis” generally refers to “Schizophrenia,” but here it is an abbreviation for the Psychological Analysis Sect.

Weng Pinting showed a look of understanding: “Then your advisor’s research direction was quite cutting-edge.”

Traditional psychological consultation, based on individual principles and techniques, has four major sects: the [Psychological Analysis Sect], [Humanistic Sect], [Behaviorism Sect], and [Cognitive Sect].

However, with the development of the times, cross-development has emerged among various sects, giving rise to various new sects and directions.

The [Cognitive-behavioral Sect] is one of the most popular sects at present, which is why Weng Pinting sighed like that.

“But I heard your advisor’s name from old Howard, and he doesn’t seem to research micro expressions.”

Weng Pinting said wryly.

She has a good relationship with Howard, and Howard is friends with Nan Zhubin’s advisor, so it’s not surprising she knows these things.

Weng Pinting herself is also a leading consultant active in the forefront of domestic psychological consultation and might have crossed paths with Nan Zhubin’s advisor in various conferences.

She had long heard of the research direction of Nan Zhubin’s mentorship group.

This also made Weng Pinting more curious about Nan Zhubin’s current situation.

“Speaking of my micro-expression analysis skills…”

“I didn’t learn it from my teacher, nor at school.” Nan Zhubin thought for a moment, “To put it bluntly, it’s something I figured out myself…”

In a 5-level system, level 5 is the highest.

But at that moment, the gleam in Weng Pinting’s eyes seemed to hint at going beyond level 5.

“You ‘figured it out’ yourself?”

However, for some reason, the gleam in Weng Pinting’s eyes suddenly dimmed a bit.

“The topic I’m about to bring up might bother you.

If you don’t want to talk about it, feel free to stop me at any time—I remember you were expelled from Jiang University?”

“Yes.”

“I asked you about it once before, but…” Weng Pinting seemed to be making some decision, “Can you tell me again the reason for your expulsion?”

Nan Zhubin started searching his Memory, encountering some blockage this time.

He looked at Weng Pinting, trying to read the reason for her interest in him via micro expressions.

Unfortunately, without a baseline, Nan Zhubin couldn’t decode specific emotions.

But a consultant’s intuition told him she was emitting positive, benevolent emotions.

“About that incident…

it might go something like this.”

Nan Zhubin delved into Memory.

…

Within limited Memory, Nan Zhubin still remembered being a master’s student at Jiangdu University’s highest acamedic institution in Jiangdu Province.

The Psychology College he was in was also an A-level discipline at Jiangdu University, ranking nationally just behind those top universities in Magic City and Imperial City.

His advisor was a renowned guru, well-known in the industry.

During graduate school, joining the teacher under a guru was far more important than attending a prestigious school.

It’s just that gurus usually choose better platforms to acquire resources, thus going to more reputable schools.

And some gurus, considering resources, sometimes won’t flock to Imperial City and Magic City, but rather choose slightly less prestigious ones, like those ranked top five, ten, fifteen nationwide but offer the best conditions for themselves.

Nan Zhubin being able to become the disciple of that guru advisor, rather than being accepted by some minor mentors or associate professors, was, in a way, more difficult than getting into those top universities in Magic City and Imperial City.

One could say that at that time, Nan Zhubin already had half a foot into the core circle of his field.

As long as he could proceed steadily with his studies, internships, attending various conferences, and participating in projects his advisor delegated, he could leverage his advisor’s resources to accumulate solid consultation techniques and eventually publish articles.

Whether he chose to study abroad afterward or use his advisor’s network resources for employment, it would still be something the other consultants at the Yan Nuo Consultation Center could only dream of.

Before that incident occurred, his advisor had even started asking if he was interested in pursuing a master’s and PhD in one go.

Unfortunately, nobody can predict whether tomorrow or a sudden accident would come first.

…

It was as if Nan Zhubin was recounting someone else’s story, speaking in a calm tone:

“At that time, I independently took on an individual case, which was depression.

After a year of consultation intervention, combined with hospital-medicated treatment, I made a wrong judgment on the client—I thought she had improved.”

“After the consultation ended, I left her alone in the consultation room, putting her in an unmonitored environment, while I went to the next room to explain necessary precautions to her parents.”

“Then I heard the sound of the window hitting the wall, the thud of something heavy hitting the ground, and the screams of students outside the building.

I ran back to the consultation room and found it empty, with the window open.”

“Looking out the window, I saw my client.”

“Simply put: due to my wrong judgment and inadequate supervision, the client jumped out of the building and committed suicide, and I was fully responsible.

The school expelled me as a result.”

Weng Pinting was silent for a moment.

Then she sighed: “What conditions did you base your judgment on at that time?”

Nan Zhubin thought about it, finding that memories regarding this part were quite vague.

After a full thirty seconds had passed.

Nan Zhubin simply said, “I forgot.”

Weng Pinting looked straight at Nan Zhubin and sighed again after a long while.

“I originally wanted to ask you about some other things, but forget it, I’ll investigate this incident of yours first—if you don’t mind?”

Nan Zhubin shook his head: “Conducting a background check is understandable.”

However, Weng Pinting just shook her head, giving a mysterious smile.

Then she suddenly put on a serious face: “I’m not worried about anything else, but when you go to Jiang University at the end of the month, there’s one thing you have to pay attention to.”

Nan Zhubin gave a serious look.

“Chen Ting—who was your first client—is also a student at Jiang University.”

“You seem particularly concerned about her, but you should still remember the basic ethics of a consultant, right?”

Nan Zhubin nodded: “I know what you’re worried about, Sister Pingting.

Don’t worry, I won’t continue to seek her out just because she didn’t come for a second consultation.

Even if we happened to meet by accident, as long as she doesn’t greet me first, I’d also pretend not to know her.”

Weng Pinting nodded in satisfaction.