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Chapter 79 - 79 79 Don't Ever Study Psychology!

79: Chapter 79: Don’t Ever Study Psychology!

79: Chapter 79: Don’t Ever Study Psychology!

Although Nan Zhubin had Chen Ting list seven terrifying events, the time for one formal consultation is generally only enough to conduct one or two desensitization training sessions.

This was also Nan Zhubin’s original plan.

However, Chen Ting has now confronted Wang An and achieved a considerable level of growth, so there is no need to proceed so incrementally.

Conducting desensitization training from level one terrifying events upwards is merely a cautious and verification measure.

In fact, even up to level five terrifying events, the subjective horror score Chen Ting felt was only a “3”.

It belongs to “somewhat afraid, but bearable.”

So Nan Zhubin continued accordingly.

He also appropriately extended today’s consultation time, setting the target at the one-hour limit.

If it goes on longer, it could potentially harm the effectiveness of the consultation.

The wall clock ticked quickly, and without noticing, it reached the point near the end.

Nan Zhubin multitasked, guiding Chen Ting while keeping track of the time, thinking: it’s time to finish.

“Alright, open your eyes.”

“How would you rate the fear you just felt?”

This time, Chen Ting was a bit slow to respond.

“I’m a bit scared, but…

I even feel a bit nostalgic,” Chen Ting was uncertain, “that event can trigger my fear emotions, but when I follow Mr.

Nan’s pace and relax, I feel comfortable, happy, and satisfied.”

Nan Zhubin brought the topic back, prompting, “And the fear score?”

Chen Ting thought for a moment: “When I wrote down this event, I thought I would be very scared, about a 4 or even 5; but the recent feeling, perhaps only a 2, if that.”

The desensitization event Chen Ting just experienced was “the first time Wang An confessed to me during class.”

When writing the event, it was a level seven terrifying situation, the highest level.

But now, when giving feedback on the subjective feeling, it was even lower than the level six situation, not even reaching a 3.

Nan Zhubin was very pleased with this outcome: “Congratulations, Chen Ting.”

“So, our long-standing psychological consultation can basically come to an end today.”

Chen Ting’s eyes dropped, not meeting Nan Zhubin’s gaze.

“Let’s just briefly review our entire consultation journey.”

Nan Zhubin began guiding the consultation into the [summary] phase, helping the visitor review each gain obtained in the consultation to consolidate the results.

“When you first came, you pretended to have a [depression], going through several consultants and hospitals.

At that time, Wang An hadn’t approached you a second time, right?”

“Yes.” Chen Ting’s voice was a bit muffled.

“Through projective testing, I determined your stress response issue…”

“After that, you didn’t come again.” Nan Zhubin paused, referring to his breach of consultant ethics, “I found your contact information, very glad you had the courage to come alone at that time…”

“Then, we used sandbox therapy…”

“Then your mother came, and at that time you grew again…”

“Next was cutting off Wang An, the stressor…”

Nan Zhubin paused, making sure Chen Ting was receiving this information.

“Do you still remember the precautions I taught you in the end?”

Though Chen Ting kept her head down, she had been listening intently.

Now, hearing the question, she answered:

“I used to be too reclusive, so I need to build a social support system, simply put, to make more friends, so I can get support when facing difficulties—of course, friends should also be selected.”

Nan Zhubin nodded: “That’s right.

From today’s assessment, your stress-related issues are pretty much handled, what’s left is the so-called ‘recovering gradually,’ needing time to overcome together with you.”

“There’s no need for further consultation.”

Chen Ting pressed her lips together.

“My assistant might come in later to sell you something, don’t listen to him.” Nan Zhubin smiled, placing a finger to his lips, motioning for silence.

“If there’s any future subjective discomfort, you can go to your school’s Psychological Consultation Center.

I was from there.

Objectively speaking, the teachers there charge multiple times what I do outside, and their quality is far above external consultants.”

Nan Zhubin joked: “But now they offer free service for students, you should learn to make good use of the resources available to you at school.”

This consultation session is not only the last one Nan Zhubin deemed necessary but also the last one in Chen Ting’s consultation package.

Currently, Chen Ting’s parents have no intention to renew her subscription.

Naturally, Nan Zhubin doesn’t want Chen Ting to renew either.

This is also why Nan Zhubin takes Chen Ting’s [transference] state seriously.

In some extreme states of transference, visitors may spend beyond their means just to see the consultant more.

This is strictly forbidden in the industry and deeply abhorred by Nan Zhubin.

…

“Mr.

Nan, you seem afraid of my [transference].”

The whole time Chen Ting kept her head down, she suddenly raised it.

Nan Zhubin’s prepared discourse suddenly halted.

“As I mentioned, I looked up quite a bit of psychology-related knowledge before, [transference] is a fundamental concept in the psychoanalytic school, how could I not know?”

Chen Ting made a cunning expression: “Mr.

Nan, you stood by me at my most dangerous times, helping me overcome difficulties; these far transcend what a consultant should do.”

“In a certain sense, you’ve given me more support than my family.”

“You’re good-looking, kind, and put so much into helping me—I think, I might have some affection for you.”

Nan Zhubin pressed his lips, controlling his expression.

“But I also know what this feeling is about, maybe it’s the [misattribution of arousal] effect or something else.

Anyway, it needs to be suppressed; it’s a feeling that would trouble both you and me.”

Chen Ting laughed casually: “I also understand, if I want to shake off Wang An’s influence, you’re actually one of the factors I need to overcome, right?”

“Therefore, I will do that, to start a new life—you want me to do that too, right?”

Nan Zhubin said nothing.

Chen Ting stood up, drew the curtains, letting the sunlight pour in, becoming warm.

“Look, I’m really good at stealing consultants’ lines.

In fact, I’ve recently started studying psychology; genuinely, if you have made any impact on me, maybe this is it.”

Nan Zhubin hesitated for a bit, after a brief moment of silence, finally spoke his first words:

“By no means learn psychology, that’s jumping into a pit of fire…”