Nan Zhubin had no objections to this, and was even pleased to see it happen.

Although Chonghui complained a little when he first heard Bai Qinghua make such arrangements, he still maintained the teacher's dignity somewhat with the junior disciple present.

Moreover, Chonghui also knew that although the teacher, who liked to slack off, usually placed responsibilities on him, when truly needed, the teacher would unquestionably take the lead.

There was still a sense of security in this.

"As for the second thing..." Bai Qinghua said, turning the computer screen to let Nan Zhubin see the document titled "Common Disaster Psychological Crisis Intervention Manual (Part Two)" displayed on it.

"Weren't you looking to gather more information about Li Lingling? Just as it happens, this project is a collaboration between us and the hospital and requires regular communication with the hospital's officials. This provides you the perfect opportunity to learn more about the information you need..."

Nan Zhubin's eyes brightened.

Even though Li Lingling was referred by the hospital and the hospital could indeed provide some relevant information about her.

However, the information provided is at most of the "archival" category, and the insights from the director are relatively macro evaluations like "management's impression of their employees."

These things are certainly useful and helpful for Nan Zhubin's current situation.

But if Nan Zhubin could personally visit the hospital to gather information, that would undoubtedly be even better.

In the content of "Management Psychology," companies have developed a method known as the "360-degree assessment," where evaluators comprehensively collect feedback from a candidate's superiors, colleagues, subordinates, and family to form a complete impression.

If a psychological consultant could have such a "360-degree assessment" of a visitor, the benefits are unimaginable.

However, due to ethical constraints in psychological consultation, consultants rarely—if ever—get such information or can actively seek it.

Even in Nan Zhubin's current situation with Li Lingling, if he proposed to Bai Qinghua the idea of "going to the hospital to gather Li Lingling's information," he would be kindly advised against it by Bai Qinghua.

Not to mention, if he came across Li Lingling in person, it would be difficult to explain, possibly requiring the change of her consultant.

Thus, using a "dedicated project for Nan Zhubin to collaborate with the hospital" is a subtle way to circumvent this.

Sometimes, rules are just rules, much like Batman's principle of not killing; once a line is crossed, it might be hard to retreat afterward.

Even if the initial intention of crossing the line was good.

This is also the enduring debate between "procedural justice" and "outcome justice."

...

"Beyond the purpose of this case, the project itself is quite important," Bai Qinghua continued explaining.

Saying this, Bai Qinghua closed the file, revealing the document opened on his computer desktop, with the previous file being just one among many within the document.

Under Nan Zhubin's gaze, Bai Qinghua opened the document with a file specifically prefixed by [1.] to ensure it stays at the top.

It was a proposal-style document.

The text on Bai Qinghua's document explained: "This 'Common Disaster Psychological Crisis Intervention Manual' is a collaborative project I worked on with Beidu University, the Chinese Academy of Sciences, several hospitals, and even the military, for almost two years."

"Also, with the rapid development of today's era, the authorities have started to notice that during disaster relief, many rescue workers need psychological assistance in addition to facing physical risks."

"Moreover, although many disaster-stricken people have been rescued, issues may arise during settlement; and some victims might face various sorts of... difficulties afterwards."

Bai Qinghua sighed: "Aside from these, helping to calm the affected people during relief efforts and reducing the pressure on rescue tasks is also a research direction of this project."

"We aim to consolidate this knowledge and create an efficiently implementable system, producing something as a guide."

"Overall, the project holds immense value. Your senior sister Pingting, Dahui, and Qianqian are also involved in this project," Bai Qinghua tersely summarized, "and you are considered part of our project group, and I'm planning to have you involved as well."

Listening to Bai Qinghua's explanation and at the same time observing the lines of text displayed on the file, the various partner units, and titles.

Even Nan Zhubin found his gaze somewhat trembling at the moment.

A guide manual, what does that mean?

In ancient times, this was equivalent to writing and establishing theories.

And this isn't a book that a professor in a project group whimsically decided to create just to enhance his resume; according to Bai Qinghua, the other participating units in the project are significant.

If it can truly become a publication, perhaps it could become a textbook level presence in the firefighting and medical fields; even taking a step back, it would at least be an important reference.

Nan Zhubin looked up at Bai Qinghua, realizing joining Bai Qinghua's project group at Beidu was indeed the right choice!

Even if achieving top recognition in the conventional psychological consultation field outside, one might not get to be involved in such a project.

"Of course, in a project of this level, we aren't the ones leading it; we're also following others' directions. The role we can play is limited, merely in charge of a small section."

Nan Zhubin nodded repeatedly.

"But even so, it can lead to quite useful findings," Bai Qinghua pointed to Chonghui, "Given this project's relatively lenient technical confidentiality, Dahui managed to publish a paper in an international journal using the batch of data and solutions eliminated from this project."

"I wonder whether the book will be published before he graduates. If it does, I wouldn't have to worry about his employment anymore." Saying so, Bai Qinghua sighed.

Chonghui sighed along, his eyes filled with yearning.

"In conclusion," Bai Qinghua summarized, "Tomorrow, when Dahui goes to the hospital to discuss this project with the officials, you should accompany him to familiarize yourself more with the process."

Nan Zhubin nodded without hesitation.

He quickly consulted Chonghui for precautions, as this area is genuinely his knowledge blind spot.

However, the first answer he received was somewhat unexpected.

Chonghui looked Nan Zhubin up and down, suddenly said: "Junior, you haven't had anything aside from consulting lately, have you?"

Nan Zhubin blinked: "Theoretically speaking, that's true. Although there's the post-graduate entrance exam and retake, it's not urgent to review; waiting for the results before proceeding is still timely... "

"At least you don't have any other plans for tonight?"

Nan Zhubin nodded: "Correct."

Upon receiving this response, Chonghui's big hand directly slapped onto him: "That's settled then, tonight let's hit the gym together!"

"...Ah, ah?"

Nan Zhubin blinked, utterly unable to understand the causal connection between this topic and the previous one.

"Didn't you always say you needed to strengthen your physique? Furthermore, given your disposition, you definitely need to exercise a bit; just look at how many times you've almost gotten into trouble since I've known you."

Chonghui enumerated: "Previously at Jiangdu High School, you directly reached to pull back falling students, you dared to charge even when seeing someone wielding knives in court, and this recent medical disturbance…"

"Tonight, just for tonight, let's hit the gym and train vigorously. Then when going to the hospital tomorrow, we'll simply register to get muscle relaxation treatment!"

Chonghui looked excited: "Every time I go to the hospital for project discussions or other matters, I make it a point to stop by! Let me tell you, I know an old doctor there whose techniques are far more vigorous than any outside masseurs..."

Nan Zhubin blinked. So... is this the causal relationship? Can this even connect?

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