Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 156 - 154: They Can’t Really Start Fighting, Can They?
Chapter 156: Chapter 154: They Can’t Really Start Fighting, Can They?
"Mr. Hu, what do you think Nan Zhubin is discussing with the visitor’s family in the consultation room right now?"
"Supervisor Weng, how would I know..."
"Then what do you think they might be doing?"
"This, this, they can’t possibly start a fight, right? Hahaha..."
Possibly thinking he made a humorous remark, Mr. Hu couldn’t help but laugh.
Then quickly stopped.
Inside the supervisor’s office.
After Nan Zhubin and Chen Jie’s parents entered the consultation room, Weng Pinting called Mr. Hu to her office.
After all, besides Nan Zhubin and Weng Pinting, Mr. Hu was the person most knowledgeable about the situation regarding Nan Zhubin.
But at this moment, Weng Pinting seemed slightly regretful, because Mr. Hu’s laughter was quite awkward.
The female supervisor squinted at her subordinate with a stylish mustache and said, "Your laugh is too fake."
Mr. Hu froze, seemingly wanting to be astonished, but the next second he felt the situation was familiar, and he gradually became indifferent.
Weng Pinting continued, "When you were laughing just now, only the corners of your mouth were moving, there was no tension around your eyes."
"And throughout your laugh, you kept observing my reaction, so... wait, isn’t your current reaction incorrect?"
Having one’s disguise exposed should be a very unpleasant experience, yet Mr. Hu unexpectedly had a somewhat laying-flat attitude.
He slowly said, "Speaking of which, supervisor, was it you who taught Mr. Nan those micro expression techniques? In all my years doing this, I’ve only seen you two with such skills."
"Is there some connection between your mentorships?"
Weng Pinting blinked.
This absolutely veteran psychologist was unexpectedly stumped by Mr. Hu.
By a twist of fate, the failed effect of Mr. Hu’s earlier cold joke was achieved at this moment.
The previously somewhat restless office atmosphere suddenly cleared, becoming relatively stable, enough to allow one to calmly think about the problem.
"What you said isn’t entirely baseless, if the situation we know is correct, the visitor’s family might indeed resort to violence under extreme conditions... We’ll keep an eye on it."
Weng Pinting unexpectedly earnestly responded to Mr. Hu’s words.
Accompanied by a thoughtful silence, a few breaths later, Weng Pinting brought the topic back.
"This is definitely Lin Lulin’s doing."
"He leaked Nan Zhubin’s workplace to Chen Jie’s family, those associated with a prior medical incident."
"This also explains the situation over the past few days."
"After getting this information, the other party didn’t come immediately. They likely used their connections to confirm its authenticity while also mentally preparing themselves."
Weng Pinting frowned deeply: "So there was no move in the previous days, the real trouble is today."
Mr. Hu blinked: "But hasn’t it been established that ’Liu Lin Psychological Clinic’ is problematic? Shouldn’t we explain it?" freeweɓnøvel~com
Saying this, he stood as if intending to go find Nan Zhubin in the consultation room.
But he quickly sat back down, muttering to himself:
"No, it would be better if trouble came immediately instead of after so many days... Because this shows that the other party is not retaliating out of anger but is well-prepared."
"Since the other party dared to send someone to cause trouble, they’re certainly not afraid of our counterattack. Over these days, they might have already altered the documents. Even if we persuade the visitor’s family to respond, they’re likely to side with Lin Lulin over us."
Mr. Hu frowned deeply, suddenly becoming angry: "If that’s the case, doesn’t that mean the evidence we gathered from the psychological clinic is useless? Instead, we’ve been countered..."
But Weng Pinting shook her head, comforting Mr. Hu.
"No, with their business model, it’s impossible to erase all evidence; what’s shown to the outside world has been thoroughly polished, at least they’re not afraid of us confronting the visitor’s family with it."
Weng Pinting’s concerns lay elsewhere.
"I’m more worried about the impact on Nan Zhubin seeing these incident-affected family members again..."
Mr. Hu blinked, followed by a jolt of realization.
The two in the office began to recall Nan Zhubin’s usual behavioral patterns.
"His obsession with Jiang University, Lin Lulin, etc..."
"His extraordinary enthusiasm for psychological consultation..."
"Self-destructive tendencies..."
"Moreover," Mr. Hu added, "Have you noticed, Supervisor, that Mr. Nan’s daily emotions are always stable, with nothing except the aforementioned that could interest him..."
Weng Pinting took a deep breath.
She murmured, "No, no, maybe the situation isn’t that bad, he mentioned something about going on a date at Jiang University. If this establishes new social support..."
However, Mr. Hu interjected first: "I know that girl, it’s someone he met while intervening in the Chen Ting case! She still works at the Jiang University Consultation Center, helping Mr. Nan arrange consultations and giving him opportunities to go to Jiang University!"
If what Mr. Hu said was true, then the girl wouldn’t be part of a social support system!
Weng Pinting suddenly stood up: "Nan Zhubin is currently very dangerous, in every sense! If that’s the case, I’d rather the visitor’s family interrupt their conversation than let them stay any longer!"
Mr. Hu was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up as well.
He was taller than Weng Pinting, with longer legs and a more robust physique. Although he stood up later, he was much faster than Weng Pinting.
Without hesitation, he squeezed past Weng Pinting, taking large strides out of the supervisor’s office.
In the corridor, Mr. Hu immediately spotted Lu Jia pacing outside the consultation room.
"Xiao Jia." Mr. Hu’s tone was somewhat unstable, yet he tried his best to lower his voice, "Has there been any noise from inside?"
The junior receptionist was startled by Mr. Hu and then saw Weng Pinting already starting to peek out from behind; although she was unaware of developments, she fully grasped the gravity of the situation.
"No, there hasn’t been any noise. Just now there was..."
Bang!
A sudden and loud crisp sound came from inside the office area; just hearing it would make anyone worry something might break.
Everyone discerned that it was the sound of a fist or something heavy hitting a glass coffee table.
Mr. Hu immediately acted, moving forward to grab the doorknob.
It was at this moment a low yet more ominous sound emerged from inside.
Thud!
It was the muffled noise of a fist hitting something!
And a heavy object falling!
Followed by a series of clattering noises.
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