Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 620: 573: Principles Driven by Guilt

Chapter 620: Chapter 573: Principles Driven by Guilt

The visitor nodded as if it were natural: “It’s more like… a rule I guess. Everyone should handle their own duties, do their own job well, don’t bother others, and don’t let others bother you. I think this is the basic work principle.”

Great. Nan Zhubin felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Another highlight appeared.

“It seems like you’ve said sothing you ntioned before.” Nan Zhubin was cautious, his words slightly vague, diminishing the confrontational aspect.

The visitor blinked: “Really?”

Nan Zhubin nodded: “‘Everyone should handle their own duties, do their own job well, don’t bother others, and don’t let others bother you’—you’ve said this before.”

The visitor thought for a mont, then smiled: “You really listened very carefully.”

She leaned back, her mood suddenly shifting from the state of discussing dissatisfaction at work to a relaxed deanor: “So… is there a psychological reason behind this?”

The change in the visitor’s mood seed to lighten the consulting atmosphere as if it had bubbles floating.

However, Nan Zhubin’s interpretation didn’t fit this atmosphere: “It sounds very independent, assertive, responsible. But at the sa ti… there seems to be a hint of loneliness too.”

The uplifting consulting atmosphere certainly could make everyone, including the consultant, feel relaxed, but the purpose of the consultation is not “pleasant chatting.”

At least this consultation wasn’t, this phase of the consultation wasn’t.

So Nan Zhubin decisively pressed the consulting atmosphere back down.

The visitor’s mouth was still smiling, but her eyes that had curved were now wide open again.

Nan Zhubin continued: “Your assertive, responsible, yet sowhat lonely principle, this is a self-protection thod learned over a long ti through nurous experiences, right?”

The smile on the visitor’s mouth gradually faded: “Why do you say that?”

Her mood sunk, but this ti there was no defense. Neither in her physical posture nor her verbal expression.

This was a good sign for Nan Zhubin, indicating that the visitor did not resist, and even sowhat actively embraced Nan Zhubin’s deep probing.

The mont was ripe.

Nan Zhubin said: “Because people’s emotional and behavioral modes often don’t form out of nowhere. They usually develop as the most effective survival strategies for adapting to a specific environnt.”

“And once our strategy is successful in an environnt, it is adopted. Perhaps at that ti, that strategy protected you. But when it is rigidly applied to your current job and interpersonal relationships, it might make you feel even more lonely, and even… painful.”

Nan Zhubin looked at the visitor.

…

Nan Zhubin let the deep interpretation line stretch a bit longer.

No longer just connecting the two incidents from within the past two weeks but trying to let the other end of the line reach further into the past.

The visitor blinked: “Do you think I’m in pain?”

This was the emotion Nan Zhubin was expressing through his interpretation, presenting a subconscious experience to the visitor.

Nan Zhubin spoke honestly: “That’s what I feel from your words. What about your own feelings?”

The visitor pressed her lips together, trying to raise the corners of her mouth: “Work is just like this, there’s nothing to be done about it. But…”

She habitually defended herself slightly, but then her gaze beca sowhat vacant.

As if there was sothing before her eyes, presented as a subconscious experience belonging to herself by Nan Zhubin.

Then her gaze lowered, drawing in her senses from the external world back into her body.

“…Maybe, it truly is uncomfortable.” The visitor tugged at the corner of her mouth. “I’ve been complaining to you for so long. I’m really upset that no one covered my shift, and I’m really upset about the head nurse’s lack of professionalism. I can accept this, but…”

The visitor exhaled a long breath: “I can accept it, but there are still uncomfortable emotions present.”

After speaking, she paused in silence.

Nan Zhubin didn’t rush to help the visitor interpret. The aning of interpretation is to present the subconscious, and now the visitor is already facing her subconscious.

She needed more ti to try to feel.

Suddenly, the visitor smiled, almost as if complaining, “But this discomfort cos and goes quickly. I already forgot about it, and then you brought it up again.”

Nan Zhubin’s reply was very plain: “Because I saw it.”

Very brief, but powerful.

Nan Zhubin said: “Although you say you’ve ‘forgotten’, I still see these emotions on you.”

The visitor fell silent again.

After a while, she struggled to speak: “Did you see anything else?”

Nan Zhubin looked at the visitor’s face: “I also saw that you seem to be sowhat happy.”

Saying the visitor is in pain, then saying she is sowhat happy seems contradictory.

But the visitor did not refute, she was experiencing.

Nan Zhubin continued to observe the visitor’s face.

…

Avoiding gaze, looking downward, but in a short amount of ti, she returns to see my reaction.

The inner corner of the eyebrows raised, middle gathered.

Body contracted, hunched, raised shoulders.

All relate to emotions of sadness…no, more than that, more complex…

This consultation’s dynamic interpretation’s purpose is indeed to heal the visitor, but while healing the visitor, Nan Zhubin can also continue to deeply probe into the visitor’s own information based on the posture she presents during the process.

At present, while the visitor is experiencing silence in facing her subconscious, it’s also the mont when her information nearly forms a flood rushing towards Nan Zhubin.

The visitor remains silent, while Nan Zhubin’s pupils slightly lose focus after seeing the visitor’s expression.

In the Flow State, his brain begins to frantically operate.

Then, Nan Zhubin unconsciously pressed his lips.

He identified the emotions present in the visitor.

Relating to Li Lingling’s issues, recalling Li Lingling’s childhood experiences and identity background, then combining with the emotions Li Lingling is currently showing.

Various seemingly isolated information nodes collide, blend, so edges fill in, gradually becoming complete and clear.

A thread is strung together.

This emotion is—guilt.

“Rather than saying happy…it’s more relaxed.” The visitor suddenly spoke.

This voice pulled Nan Zhubin from his short lapse into thought. Luckily, Nan Zhubin had finished the permutations and combinations and had reached an answer.

Nan Zhubin spoke: “You feel uncomfortable at work, but also sohow relaxed?”

The visitor nodded.

Nan Zhubin deliberately asked: “Is it because saving trouble makes you feel relaxed?”

The visitor shook her head.

Nan Zhubin asked again, his tone exploratory yet confident: “You feel disdain precisely because of the pain itself, right?”