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Chapter 292 - 290: He Might Not Be an Isolated Case

Chapter 292: Chapter 290: He Might Not Be an Isolated Case

But faced with Nan Zhubin’s words.

Chang Ming did not show any expression towards Nan Zhubin.

From the beginning to end, from the meeting, guiding, seeing the duo of different heights, to now, his expression had hardly changed.

He just lowered his head, contemplating Nan Zhubin’s words.

After a while, Chang Ming looked up and reminded Nan Zhubin, "If you provide this ’complete’ report, you might be contacted later for some additional clarifications, or even... a reevaluation. All of these will require you to spend quite some time to cooperate."

If it was just about [Anorexia Nervosa], there wouldn’t be so much hassle, and the project could basically end directly, just waiting for the grant in a few months.

But Nan Zhubin seemed oblivious to the subtext: "Of course, it’s my job, I signed the report. Whatever follows, we should cooperate."

Chang Ming exhaled lightly and nodded, "I understand, I will take your report back."

Thus, today’s task was considered complete.

Nan Zhubin nodded slightly, his eyes involuntarily swept over Chang Ming’s face.

Suddenly, he couldn’t help but ask, "Director Chang, in your previous work, similar student cases... have you seen many?"

Chang Ming, who was putting the assessment report into his briefcase, paused for a moment.

Afterward, his face showed a difficult-to-understand expression for most people.

"... It’s hard to say."

...

Jiangdu City Center.

Weng Pinting loudly directed the movers, instructing them to lift a three-meter-long double sofa into a room with [Consultation Room 1] on the door.

After surveying the setup inside the consultation room, she finally showed a satisfied smile: "Thanks to you all."

The city beauty with good looks and temperament expressed her gratitude, even the masters couldn’t help but chuckle a couple of times.

The young apprentice in his early twenties blushed and didn’t dare to make eye contact with Weng Pinting.

Such a young and beautiful female boss was rare.

On ordinary days, the masters might even encourage their young apprentice to chat a bit. It was not out of any special intention, just to add some excitement to a busy and monotonous life, leaving something pleasant to remember for the day.

Unfortunately, not now.

Beside this female boss stood a man as tall and strong as a wall, whose figure alone was intimidating at a glance.

This physique, if he joined the masters’ company, would probably earn one and a half times the salary.

Even so, the master had seen such strong men before; during his long career, he had also come across muscle beasts in fitness gyms. With careful selection, he could find a few of similar build.

With this thought, the master’s gaze involuntarily floated to another man beside the female boss.

If the robust individual still reminded the master of some similar people; then this young fellow was someone the master saw for the first time.

How was this young man remarkable? Let’s put it this way — if this young man were an employee of the master’s company running projects, upon arrival, he could sit down for tea and instruct the female boss paying the bills to move by herself.

— Of course, even when desperate, such a young man probably wouldn’t resort to such physical labor.

The master sighed internally, gestured to his disciple who was ashamed of himself, settled the balance with Weng Pinting, took a bottle of mineral water each, and left.

Weng Pinting politely saw them to the door.

Then she turned around and said to Nan Zhubin, pointing to the newly arranged consultation room, "The decoration of this consultation room is now complete. When your Li Minglu comes by this week, we can arrange for consultations here."

Weng Pinting’s studio was not large, but even so, there were three consultation rooms, one office, and one reception room.

The decoration wasn’t done so quickly.

But to meet Nan Zhubin’s consultation requirements promptly, Weng Pinting prioritized completing the setup of this outer consultation room to ensure they could accommodate Li Minglu, who was due this week.

As for the unseen office at the back, it didn’t even have a desk now. Teacher Hu and other senior consultants who joined Weng Pinting were still working from home.

Nan Zhubin naturally knew all this, and he offered a genuine smile: "Thank you, Sister Pingting, I’ve caused you quite a bit of trouble."

Weng Pinting waved her hand: "Let’s talk about serious business, regarding the project you did yesterday."

Due to the studio being in its early stages, Weng Pinting had been extremely busy; after Nan Zhubin and Chonghui completed the psychological assessment yesterday, they found a place to eat and chat and returned late at night.

So even though they lived in the same place, they hadn’t run into each other.

And since Weng Pinting was the project leader on paper, Nan Zhubin and the others had to keep her informed.

That’s why they came specifically.

After Nan Zhubin briefly introduced Li Mingchen’s situation, Weng Pinting nodded in understanding.

"It’s not a big problem. There may be some work later, but we won’t be the main contributors anymore."

She turned to Chonghui: "You can also prepare to start liaising with the responsible people at Jiangdu No.1 High School and design the emotion recognition system. That is the topic significant enough to write your dissertation on."

The hardworking doctoral student Chonghui nodded solemnly.

"As for Zhuren, you need to cooperate with your senior... Hmm? Zhuren, what are you thinking?"

Lost in thought, Nan Zhubin was brought back by Weng Pinting’s call, realizing he was momentarily lost in thought.

Blinking twice to gather his wits, Nan Zhubin apologized, "I was concerned about that student..."

"Even though his anxiety symptoms are alleviated by the change of environment, eventually he still has to return to training and examinations. It’s hard to say if his anxiety might return."

"Also, his eating disorder hasn’t been effectively treated yet..."

To be honest, an [Anorexia Nervosa] case is a rare intervention opportunity for Nan Zhubin and might develop into an archive-worthy case.

He felt quite reluctant.

Weng Pinting raised an eyebrow, suddenly interrupting Nan Zhubin: "Do you want to intervene with counseling for him?"

Nan Zhubin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

As an expert conducting psychological evaluations, he had no grounds to provide follow-up counseling.

"Then stop worrying about it," Weng Pinting waved, then reassured him, "After you submit such a report, the Education Bureau or the Health Commission will assign relevant consultants to intervene. Although it’s unlikely to be us, rest assured — the student won’t be left unattended."

"If you’re uneasy, I can make a few follow-up calls for you."

Despite Weng Pinting’s words, the thoughtful expression on Nan Zhubin’s face didn’t diminish.

This obvious expression was captured accurately.

"What else are you thinking?"

Nan Zhubin honestly said, "Aren’t we heading to the high school where that student studies?"

"I was thinking whether the student’s situation is a solitary case."

"Psychological issues are after all influenced by both personal internal and environmental external factors. Whether the student’s [Anorexia Nervosa] and [Anxiety] are more affected internally or externally."

"If it’s due to external reasons, whether there are other similar cases in that school..."