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Chapter 246 - 244: A Reference for All Similar Situations in the Future

Chapter 246: Chapter 244: A Reference for All Similar Situations in the Future

It’s not guaranteed that moderate depression can be cured in half a year.

Generally, there are also cases where moderate depression struggles on and off for years, or even a lifetime.

However, these cases are usually due to limitations in the visitor’s finances, ideological retaliation, and time constraints, thus leading to consultations once a month or even several months apart, with long intervals and limited help received.

But according to the presentation now shown on the slide, the visitor’s consultations were nearly once a week without interruption.

In such a scenario, it requires not only the visitor’s active cooperation but also the consultant’s firm belief in the visitor’s continuous growth for such a situation to occur.

Otherwise, consultants would proactively suggest visitors take a break to ensure the best consultation effect.

In other words, the consultant has already determined that the visitor has grown after each consultation, having grown nearly twenty-four times weekly.

But has only just passed the "self-awareness" stage and entered the actual transformative stage?

Absolutely not normal.

Unless, this visitor is truly the kind of person with a very special mindset—but this conflicts with the character, family, and educational background initially presented by the visitor.

Even those without a medical background, who don’t know the efficacy of the medication sheet on the PPT, can’t help but have eyes flashing at the moment.

...

"From the twenty-fifth to the thirty-sixth consultation, at this stage... medication..."

Nan Zhubin glanced at the crowd that was discussing as he narrated.

Now, very few people were paying attention to the vague consultation process.

The expressions of those professors in the front row with medical backgrounds were becoming increasingly severe.

The forehead of the Psychology College Dean was nearly drenched with sweat.

And Nan Zhubin knew that their attention would be drawn by the last message.

For him, the report was now entering the most critical stage.

"From the thirty-seventh consultation, the visitor was handed over to the consultant Nan Zhubin, which is me—" Nan Zhubin pulled a smile on stage, "to intervene."

The crowd slightly perked up.

Any turn in consulting requires careful attention.

The senior consultant handing the visitor to a student essentially means the visitor’s situation has stabilized, or even improved, hence giving the student experience.

Could it be...

Nan Zhubin’s tone suddenly shifted.

"From the thirty-seventh to the forty-second consultation, the visitor’s condition tended to stabilize, and the medication amount continued to decrease. After the consultant’s determination, the visitor could start reducing consultation frequency and attempt to leave the supervised living."

Nan Zhubin took a deep breath, letting everyone see the medication list on this chart clearly.

Then, he pressed the laser pointer to switch to the next picture.

"The forty-third consultation. After the consultation, the visitor exhibited suicidal behavior by jumping off a building, with a determined attitude."

"The consultant had no chance to intervene; resuscitation failed after being sent to the hospital."

His voice was somewhat hoarse: "The visitor... passed away."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Then—

Bang!

...

It was like a bomb had been dropped on the scene.

Nan Zhubin’s sorrowful emotion at this time also spread out.

Some sensitive female students choked on their throats, tiny goose bumps appeared on their skin, and others even had slightly red eyes.

This had nothing to do with who delivered the news, merely sorrow for the passing of a fellow human being.

Psychology students with strong empathic abilities would feel sad hearing about a poorly ending visitor in class.

Let alone hearing a death case on-site, with an additional layering of emotions from Nan Zhubin.

Most expressions of the other practitioners in the back row were of disbelief.

"A death case? Someone actually reported a death case!"

It’s not that a visitor’s death is extremely rare in the psychological consultation industry—but the on-site situation is rare.

A visitor’s suicide is a destructive trauma enough to destroy a consultant.

Even if a consultant has endured, would he bring such a case to report at a conference?

——If so, then that person must be a master.

At least, the vast majority of consultants present were seeing such a thing for the first time.

...

And at this moment, in the first row.

The Chairman leaned back.

A professor next to him sighed, "I felt something was wrong just now—confidentiality matters are approved by the family, and the visitor’s background was not provided by the person himself, and then with such aggressive medication..."

"In the end, a big problem indeed occurred."

A professor beside turned his head to the University President and Psychology College Dean: "But I’m curious, such a big thing happened—it seems to have been last year or the year before—why haven’t I heard of any penalties for Lin Lulin, or any other punishment, and yet he’s still giving a report today?"

The Psychology College Dean was speechless.

By now, how could he not know that this case was Chen Jie?

And precisely because he knew, his suspended heart was utterly dead.

Even the University President now turned his head towards him.

After taking a deep breath, he only said: "... We now need to find Old Lin and hear what he has to say."

He decided not to provide any further explanations regarding this matter.

So, where is Lin Lulin?

Their gazes involuntarily turned back to Nan Zhubin.

How did Lin Lulin disappear before?

"Now it seems that this young man is a... pretty thoughtful person, ready to defy his mentor?" This was a professor still interested in making a joke.

"A bit impulsive. Also... it’s still just one side of the story, isn’t it? Hard to say." This was a conservative professor, experienced enough to have seen several reversals.

"Should we let him keep going? Now everyone’s emotions are stirred up by him, aren’t they? This kid’s speech has some knack..." This was a meticulously observant professor.

In the end, some Bai Qinghua spoke up: "Since the matter has come to this, why not listen to the end? Maybe it’s not what we all think?"

He again uttered a decisive sentence.

So, the others remained silent, looking towards Nan Zhubin on stage with varied mindsets.

...

"The above is the case sharing part."

Nan Zhubin began to talk about the connecting words: "This is a failed case, perhaps far less inspiring than a normal, successful case."

"But a failed case, compared to regular cases, is more of an example from which we can learn lessons and make corrections."

"I hope, by analyzing the causes of this case, the turning points at each stage, I can alert everyone to prevent the recurrence of tragedies."

Nan Zhubin spoke sincerely: "Next, I will summarize several key factors that caused the visitor’s deterioration, after reviewing the aftermath."

"To provide help and reference for future intervention in smiling depression."

In the last row, the camera sincerely recorded everything.