Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

The next day, the hospital.

Lying on the bed covered with white sheets, Nan Zhubin felt he had lost control over most of his upper body.

A pair of rough, powerful hands were pressing against Nan Zhubin's back, kneading his flesh like dough.

Strangely enough, the muscles that Nan Zhubin felt he had lost sensation in and couldn't control still had good tactile and pain sensitivity.

So —

With the kneading of those large hands.

"Hiss —" Nan Zhubin couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

"Oh, too much pressure, right?" Hearing Nan Zhubin's sharp breath, a deep, weathered voice immediately came from behind him.

The voice then said, "Dahui, is this your junior brother's first time at the gym?"

The speaker was an old doctor, nearly fifty years old, wearing a white coat. At this moment, he was gently shaking his head at Nan Zhubin. His rough hands were kneading Nan Zhubin's back, and as his palms moved, the muscles on his arms also rhythmically flexed.

Visually, this doctor in his fifties seemed more robust than Nan Zhubin.

From a non-visual, objective perspective... he was indeed countless times more robust than Nan Zhubin.

However, Nan Zhubin soon realized that his body, which had been sore and aching from a whole night of being tortured by Chonghui at the gym, was finally relaxing bit by bit under the doctor's solid kneading. The muscles, which had been tensed and engorged for a long time due to improper stretching, were also softening.

Along with this came wave after wave of pleasure, like tides continuously crashing into his brain.

Nan Zhubin somewhat understood why Chonghui had that expression when he mentioned massage yesterday afternoon.

And after hearing the doctor's question, Chonghui proudly laughed, "Yes, did a simple physical assessment last night to check his basic endurance, then trained his chest to test his current limits."

Chonghui recounted with pride: "A set of warm-ups with the empty bar, followed by gradually increasing the weight to the limit within three sets, then maintaining the maximum weight for four sets, and finally doing three sets of reduction sets. When he couldn't do them himself, I helped lift them up, but wanted him to fully experience the eccentric phase..."

The solid doctor nodded while flipping Nan Zhubin over like a fish on a chopping board. He brought his fingers together, carefully pushed the tips of his index and middle fingers into the side of Nan Zhubin's pectoral muscle, and quickly reached an engorged area.

"Hiss —" Nan Zhubin inhaled sharply again.

The solid doctor said, "Although you already did some stretching for him, the deeper muscles are still quite tense."

Chonghui nodded and said as if it was only natural, "If he didn't need to see you today, I wouldn't have taken him through such rigorous training the night before."

The solid doctor chuckled lightly and patted Nan Zhubin, "Alright, now your body should be relaxed. Have a good rest and recovery; new fitness enthusiasts will see great improvement during the initial period. Though these two days, you might still find it hard to lift your arms. Lactic acid won't dissipate so quickly, it'll be sore but won't hurt."

As he said this, the doctor glanced left and right at Nan Zhubin who was lying down, "Young man has a good foundation, and his bone structure is great. Follow your senior to build muscle, then shed some fat, and you'll definitely fall in love with yourself when you look in the mirror in a year, hahahaha..."

Chonghui also laughed, "My junior brother already has plenty of admirers just the way he is, hahahaha..."

Nan Zhubin couldn't laugh because moving his chest hurt.

He struggled to sit up and dressed himself. During this process, he heard the solid doctor say to Chonghui, "Relieving this young man's tension was just a warm-up. It takes a lot more effort to knead open the muscles on you, big guy."

Although the solid doctor spoke about the trouble, his face looked vibrant with interest. He swiftly took off his white coat, revealing the bulging woolen sweater underneath.

While doing muscle relief for Nan Zhubin, the solid doctor had only used his palm and fingers. But facing Chonghui now, he immediately went in with his elbow.

Chonghui immediately grimaced, and after a while, waved at Nan Zhubin, "This session should take about an hour, junior brother, why don't you go out for a stroll?"

The big senior brother knew of another reason for Nan Zhubin's visit today.

Nan Zhubin nodded, feeling his body's condition, turned around, and used his shoulder to slowly lead his arm to open the door handle.

Before closing the door, he heard laughter from inside: "Hey? Dahui, did your arm get thicker again?"

"Hahaha, maybe it's still tense. Once you relax it, it might get thinner."

"Ah, youth is great. Unlike me, my hormonal levels are low now that I'm older, suffering insomnia at night, watching my body shrink day by day..."

Click.

Nan Zhubin silently closed the door.

[Emotion Rebalancing]

...

After a slight fatigue, everything lingering in the brain was chased away.

Nan Zhubin began to seriously consider the tasks he needed to do next today.

— Using a 360-degree evaluation to gather insights on Li Lingling's performance in daily work and life, to assess Li Lingling's specific situation.

Where should he start?

As he thought this, Nan Zhubin walked to the nurse's station on this floor, mentally drafting his plans for the following actions.

How could he naturally acquire the information he needed...

"Hello, do you need any assistance?"