Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 273 - 273 271 Sensible and Obedient

273: Chapter 271: “Sensible” and “Obedient 273: Chapter 271: “Sensible” and “Obedient She’s not “understanding,” she’s “obedient.”

Upon hearing Nan Zhubin co to this conclusion, Weng Pinting slowly turned her head back and focused all her attention on driving.

anwhile, Doctor Chen was taken aback.

“‘Obedient’ and ‘understanding’ aren’t the sa?

How so…”

As ntioned before, this isn’t a psychological consultation, and Doctor Chen isn’t a client.

He ca to “consult” Nan Zhubin with questions.

As Nan Zhubin spoke, Doctor Chen’s mind started to beco highly active.

After instinctively raising questions based on common sense, he quickly began to tentatively interpret the aning behind Nan Zhubin’s words.

His voice gradually beca quieter.

Nan Zhubin pursed his lips, giving Doctor Chen so ti to think.

After silently counting roughly five breaths, Nan Zhubin shifted the topic as if changing subjects.

“I’ve read the materials before, Doctor Chen, your spouse is also a doctor, correct?”

Doctor Chen nodded, “Yes, I’m in ergency dicine, and my wife is in pediatrics.

We t through a hospital-organized event…”

Ergency and pediatrics.

Nan Zhubin took a deep breath.

“What I might say next could be so speculative assumptions based on experience.

If there’s anything incorrect, feel free to correct or interrupt .”

Nan Zhubin spoke very politely.

But combining his inadvertent understanding, the current “speculation” can actually be considered a “fact.”

It’s just that this way of speaking is relatively tactful.

Nan Zhubin asked, “Are you busy with work usually?”

Doctor Chen nodded, “The past few years have been better, but in the early years, I could almost say I was working 24/7, and even during breaks, I could be called back at any mont; my wife was a bit better but still had almost no ti at ho.”

“The work pressure must be quite high, right?”

Doctor Chen didn’t even want to say it this ti, just smiled.

But rembering he was still conversing with Nan Zhubin, he replied, “How to put it…

intense.”

The tone of this answer was almost a sigh.

“Do you have a good way to relieve this pressure?

Has it ever…

carried over into your ho life?”

Nan Zhubin asked.

With Doctor Chen’s understanding ability, by this point, he already fully grasped Nan Zhubin’s implication.

He gave a self-deprecating smile, “For sure.

It’s not just us, it’s quite common among all doctors.

The various pressures at work either make us not want to talk at ho or explode over minor things – and if there’s a major incident, or so tedious etings or ssy reports, the situation gets worse.

Besides the work pressure, we’ve also had frequent argunts because our work hours don’t balance with family life…

but that was in the early years; recently, it’s either we’ve gotten used to it, or we’ve been promoted, so the pressure has relatively lessened…”

Nan Zhubin nodded and asked a crucial question.

“When you argue, do you do it in front of Xiaojie?”

…

For the question raised by Nan Zhubin, Doctor Chen instinctively replied, “No, we always…”

But the next mont, he once again denied himself.

“We always…

deliberately avoided arguing in front of her.

But, it was sothing we only started noticing later; when she was little, perhaps we weren’t really aware…”

“Even when she got a little older, at most, we just didn’t argue in front of her ‘face’.”

Doctor Chen’s gaze lowered, “But being in the sa house, even if we avoided Xiaojie, to say that she never heard it…

would just be deceiving ourselves.”

Doctor Chen didn’t engage in defense or denial.

After an instinctual attempt to argue, he quickly delved into a deep level of reflection and provided as objective a truth as possible.

If eting a client in the counseling room who approached it like this, one wonders how much effort it saves and how pleased Nan Zhubin would be.

But at this mont, Nan Zhubin could only sigh inwardly.

Doctor Chen’s eyes turned sowhat helpless, “Mr.

Nan, did Xiaojie develop depression because of the quarrels between her mom and , leaving a psychological shadow for her?”

Nan Zhubin did not confirm this point.

Instead, he put forward a more challenging question, “Did the argunts involve Xiaojie?

For example, regarding her education, which school to attend, which extracurricular classes to enroll in, who should pick her up today…”

“These ‘issues that require parents to expend ntal energy for their child,’ did they cause argunts and possibly allow Xiaojie to overhear them?”

Doctor Chen was silent for the second ti.

This ti, the silence was no longer a reflective silence but rather finally appeared as an avoidant silence.

Nan Zhubin observed Doctor Chen’s expression and confird that although he was avoiding it at that mont, he was still able to receive external information.

He took a deep breath.

“In the previous conference report, I made an analysis on Xiaojie – Xiaojie has an accommodating social behavior, or a people-pleasing personality.”

“Any personal trait formation is a dual influence of ‘innate genes’ and ‘environntal upbringing’ that ultimately shapes them.”

“And in the initial phase of forming an individual’s fundantal character, the most influential factor is the environnt they first co into contact with—the family.”

“The first object Xiaojie began to please and accommodate was…

you.”

Nan Zhubin knew the words he was going to say next would be harsh, but he had to say them.

“This is why I would say she is ‘obedient,’ not ‘understanding.’ These two terms are fundantally different.”

“Even in a sense, ‘obedient’ is the antonym of ‘understanding.'”

“‘Understanding’ indicates she knows reason, understands what her current situation ans, knows how to make choices, and the consequences those choices entail.”

“But ‘obedient’ implies she…,” Nan Zhubin slowed his pace, nearly word by word, “knows nothing.”

Nan Zhubin’s voice was almost a sigh.

“Or to put it another way, she does ‘understand’ sothing; she knows she needs to make you happy, make you worry less.”

“And the scary part is—she only understands that.”

…

The air fell silent.

Even the entire car quieted down, ceasing to tremor.

It wasn’t until the red light ahead slowly turned green that the long-silent Weng Pinting slowly stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle transitioned back from stillness to motion.

The surroundings finally gained a bit of life.

Doctor Chen then seed to regain his senses and slowly spoke:

“We…

always felt lucky, lucky that Xiaojie is so…

‘obedient.’ We were busy with work every day, and she was such a relief to us.”

“But in fact, this kind of thinking is incorrect, isn’t it, Mr.

Nan?”