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Chapter 213 - 211 Huang Xin: The last time was indeed my final help for you, Nan Zhubin!

Chapter 213: Chapter 211 Huang Xin: The last time was indeed my final help for you, Nan Zhubin!

If I manage to complete ten more [Monthly Goals] this month all at once, I’ll be able to gain a total of [Emotional Infection +14].

Nan Zhubin could hardly imagine how powerful his emotional infection ability would become by then.

It would truly be, telling a ghost story could make people scream with goosebumps, narrating "Little Red Riding Hood" could move the audience to tears, reading "My District Chief Father" could make listeners lean back with pride...

"No, the last one might instead earn me a solid beating. After all, this is just [Emotional Infection], not [Emotion Synchronization]."

Nan Zhubin steadied himself.

After thinking it over, he simply gave himself a shot of [Emotion Rebalancing].

"Okay, I’m calm now."

Nan Zhubin looked around expressionlessly, then walked to his desk and sat down.

In this Dream World, there were no distractions around him.

Sometimes, Nan Zhubin felt his mind was exceptionally clear.

Especially suited for making plans, for thinking things over.

"Given the current situation, Huang Xin is definitely someone I can aim for, and I already have the means to attract him."

"But even though his character seems trustworthy now, his skills are a bit unsettling... If I want to obtain the crucial clues from Lin Lulin through him, perhaps I need to do something more..."

Nan Zhubin tapped his index finger gently on the table, making a "dong," "dong" sound.

He began to organize the cards he currently had and those he could aim for.

"The problem with Chen Jie’s parents isn’t resolved either. But if it could be solved, there might be surprises..."

"Sister Pingting has already helped me a lot, but I should aim for a bit more assistance."

"But favors have to be repaid, and I already owe Sister Pingting a lot. Also, I haven’t figured out why she keeps helping me so selflessly—pure professional responsibility and personal loyalty? Or is it that... she’s taken a liking to me?"

"Teacher Hu... Chen Ting..."

"Xia Tian..."

Faces flashed across Nan Zhubin’s mind one after another.

"And then, Li Minglu’s case needs to be followed up too."

While solving his own problems, consultations shouldn’t stop.

"Now that the [Emotional Infection] is so strong, I can try to use my emotions to awaken his emotions during the next consultation, trying a new treatment that only I can achieve..."

Nan Zhubin pondered.

Suddenly, he felt a strong pull on his body.

...

Buzz—buzz—buzz—

The phone set to silent mode vibrated violently, causing the entire desk Nan Zhubin was leaning on to tremble slightly.

Teachers Li and Ye, who had been admiring Nan Zhubin’s sleeping face in the office, quickly withdrew their gazes.

Only the bolder Teacher Xue took the opportunity to step forward and lightly tapped Nan Zhubin’s shoulder with her fingertip.

"Mr. Nan, there’s a call..."

Nan Zhubin opened his eyes just a crack.

"Hmm, thank you."

The accumulation of fatigue from continuous consultations today plus several rounds of [Emotion Rebalancing] made Nan Zhubin feel like he had worked a whole day even though it was just midday.

He groggily answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Mr. Nan, it’s me." The assistant’s voice came from the other end.

The emotion transmitted through the line made Nan Zhubin keenly sense something was wrong, "What’s up?"

"Tomorrow afternoon’s consultation is canceled, it’s that ’Depression’ case, Teacher Li."

In a flash, Nan Zhubin felt a bucket of cold water pour over his head, instantly clearing his fatigued mind.

"Canceled?"

"Yes." Shen Bing’s voice was calm, "It was a call from the family of the visitor. Not only have they canceled tomorrow’s consultation, but they also want to drop the entire subsequent package, saying they’ve found a new consultation room."

Unlike Nan Zhubin, Shen Bing, the consulting assistant, completely accepted the company’s transformation. The loss of a ’Depression’ patient seemed like a burden lifted for him.

Moreover, the difficult communication with Wang Sui had already made Shen Bing uncomfortable for a long time, so he was happy to see the other party cancel the consultation.

He also complained a bit more, "She probably didn’t want to be with us for a long time, but only now did she tell us. By adhering to the ’cancel reservation 24 hours in advance’ rule, it makes it difficult to accommodate cases during tomorrow afternoon’s consultation. Luckily, we don’t have many clients recently, or else it would have been more troublesome..."

Nan Zhubin steadied himself again and only said, "I understand."

He knew there was a problem.

His thoughts clashed a few times in his mind, and he quickly walked to the front desk, finding Xia Tian who was on duty.

"Do you still have the phone number you left behind when you pretended to be an experimental subject to book Huang Xin back then?"

Xia Tian was taken aback, and she could see from Nan Zhubin’s expression that something was up, so she immediately lowered her head and searched through her notebook.

"Here."

Nan Zhubin glanced again at the consultation appointment form and slipped into a vacant consultation room.

He entered the phone number and dialed.

"Hello? This is Psychology College Lab 2, may I ask who’s calling?" A familiar voice, with a sense of trained phone etiquette.

"It’s me, Nan Zhubin."

That sense of etiquette immediately vanished.

"Hmm? Nan Zhubin? What... what’s wrong with you? Why are you calling the lab? Trying to stir up trouble? What are you up to again?" Huang Xin’s voice sounded exasperated, "Isn’t it okay to call my cellphone or use WeChat!"

It was lunchtime, but the master’s student was still in the lab, apparently working overtime.

After the last intelligence exchange, Huang Xin felt that both sides were even, and since he was no longer being manipulated, he spoke to Nan Zhubin quite assertively now.

"I don’t have your contact information, I probably deleted it." Nan Zhubin’s tone was calm.

"You..." The voice from the other end paused, "It’s better it was deleted! I told you last time it was the last time I was helping you, don’t contact me for nothing! And now don’t contact me for anything in the future either!"

Nan Zhubin shook his head, "I have one more favor to ask you."

"..."

The other side was silent for two seconds, hearing something unbelievable, unable to respond at once.

And when he did react, it was like boiling water in a malfunctioning kettle, erupting fiercely.

"Nan! Zhubin!"

"Don’t push it!!"

Facing Huang Xin’s near-breakdown outburst.

Nan Zhubin nodded lightly, "You can shout so loudly, it seems there’s no one around you, it’s a good time to discuss business."

Then he connected the next sentence before Huang Xin exploded again:

"I’m reaching out to you because of Li Minglu—yes, the ’Depression’ case transitioned here from Lin Lulin’s psychological clinic."

"He’s been transferred back now."