Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 62 - 62 62 Treat Both Symptoms and Root Causes

62: Chapter 62: Treat Both Symptoms and Root Causes 62: Chapter 62: Treat Both Symptoms and Root Causes Chen Ting still has a significant underlying issue that hasn’t been addressed.

Let’s use a dical analogy for this.

Treating a condition requires addressing both the “root” and the “symptoms.”

The “root” is the source, the deeper cause; the “symptoms” are the present issues that directly lead to abnormalities.

Chen Ting’s family factor is the “root.” Her family made her accustod to submitting to her mother and repressing herself over ti, shaping her current personality, which allowed Wang An to exploit her vulnerabilities.

Wang An, on the other hand, is the “symptom.” His actions directly caused trauma to Chen Ting.

Although today’s consultation with Nan Zhubin empowered Chen Ting to resist her family’s influence,

the issue with Wang An remains significant.

If Wang An’s issue isn’t resolved, Chen Ting’s PTSD will also persist like a stubborn infection that’s hard to cure.

Thinking of this, Nan Zhubin lay down at his workstation, quietly covering himself with a blanket.

He blocked out the surrounding sounds of gas, variety shows, typing, and music with his arms over his head.

He fell asleep instantly.

His consciousness descended, bringing him to a counseling room within a dream.

[Monthly Goal: Complete 10 hours of “Psychological Consultation” within 1 month (3/10), followed by 1 session of “Psychological Ability Training”]

Today, he conducted two consultations with Chen Ting and her mother, accumulating two more hours.

Nothing much to say.

What concerned Nan Zhubin was sothing else.

[Life Developnt: Archive one “case archive” (0/1), followed by 1 session of “Psychological Skill Deepening”]

As expected, Chen Ting’s progress hasn’t reached the level of “case archiving.”

The key point revolves around Wang An.

However, at this mont, Nan Zhubin faced a dilemma.

The family issue could be addressed through family consultation with Chen Ting and her mother.

But what about Wang An?

Should he also undergo consultation?

No, Wang An needs to be confronted not by Nan Zhubin but by “Uncle Hat.”

But the issue arises here.

Nan Zhubin hasn’t directly addressed Wang An’s identity and stance.

This is one of the trickiest situations for a psychological consultant.

What can he do, rush to Jiang University to confront Wang An in person?

Nan Zhubin sighed and shook his head.

For now, he can only observe Chen Ting’s recovery and provide guidance.

The best scenario is for Chen Ting to gain enough energy to proactively gather evidence against Wang An, bringing him to justice.

This is what Nan Zhubin previously ntioned as “cutting off the stressor.”

A moderate scenario is for Chen Ting to reject and intimidate Wang An, cutting off all ties; though there’s no retribution, Chen Ting can resu her rightful life.

The worst-case scenario is “distancing from the stressor”—Chen Ting taking a break from school until Wang An leaves, or she leaves herself, to heal her mind and body.

Though hard to accept, this third thod is often adopted by many facing similar situations.

As for Chen Ting, only after today’s treatnt did she gain the ability to consider this third thod—even if it’s the worst one.

Nan Zhubin thought about this and couldn’t help but sigh again.

…

“Mr.

Nan, Mr.

Nan?”

Suddenly, Nan Zhubin felt his body being shook.

He looked up to see Shen Bing.

“What’s wrong?” Nan Zhubin asked.

He looked up at Shen Bing and saw that this consultation assistant wore a peculiar expression, half-crying, half-smiling, which was quite amusing.

“…The supervisor wants to see you.”

Weng Pinting.

Imdiately, Nan Zhubin understood Shen Bing’s expression.

Shen Bing lowered his voice: “Mr.

Nan, could the supervisor be confronting you about privately contacting the client?

Although the boss agreed, the supervisor didn’t, and regardless, it violates the ethical standards of consultation.

The supervisor is particularly sensitive to such matters…”

The boss agreed, but the supervisor didn’t, so it doesn’t count?

Aren’t you worried the boss might have issues…

oh, the boss probably won’t mind.

Truthfully, right now, Nan Zhubin felt a bit uneasy.

But he didn’t regret it.

“Is the supervisor in her office now?”

“Yes, she seed to want to talk to you directly just now.

But when she saw you sleeping, she asked to co and get you first.”

This is even worse.

Although consultants can relax in their own ways when not consulting, it’s an unwritten rule in the consultation center.

But the prerequisite is that the leader is in a good mood and recent performance is excellent—both conditions are necessary.

Nan Zhubin glanced around and indeed saw the colleagues who were playing gas, typing, or watching videos, now sitting up straight and vigorously discussing their clients.

Nan Zhubin sighed.

He strode to the supervisor’s office door.

Knock, knock, knock—

“Enter.”

Feeling a bit apprehensive, Nan Zhubin opened the door and looked at the face behind the desk, exquisite yet intellectually tempered.

His “Micro-expression Analysis” ability involuntarily kicked in—

[Hmm?

Doesn’t seem very angry?]

Nan Zhubin felt a bit puzzled, could it be that Weng Pinting is controlling it with her strong emotional and facial managent?

[No no no, micro expressions are pure physiological phenona that can’t be controlled, no matter how good you are at psychology.]

Nan Zhubin felt a bit more at ease.

“Were you just reading my micro expressions?”

Weng Pinting suddenly spoke, startling Nan Zhubin.

He looked up to see Weng Pinting teasingly curl her lips: “I haven’t modeled your behavior before, but after you looked at my face, I could clearly see your neck muscles relaxing, nostrils flaring, and lips easing up, all indicating you’re shifting from tension to relaxation.”

Nan Zhubin blinked.

“Your emotion and facial managent are excellent, but micro expressions are pure physiological reactions, they can’t be controlled.” Weng Pinting spread her hands, “See, I can do it too.”

You sound like you’re saying what I just thought?

Nan Zhubin opened his mouth, then closed it, pondering a bit before speaking, “So, Sister Pingting, are you trying to use your abilities to press , letting know there’s always soone better?

Does this an you’ll later require a self-critique, or give a lesson, or—”

“—Or,” Weng Pinting interrupted.

“Or, I need to assign you a task, hoping you remain cautious to avoid causing trouble despite your recent successes.”

Weng Pinting mused, “Though your past two years haven’t exactly been smooth sailing, your approach to things does carry a hint of recklessness.”