Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss - Chapter 498

Chapter 498: Chapter 472: Really Admiring Her (Monthly Ticket 950+ Update)

Talking sense to already emotionally exhausted and out-of-control people is pointless since they won’t listen.

Xiao Qian is now using an empathetic approach, expressing her understanding to release the woman’s psychological stress.

What people at their breaking point want to hear is a single word of approval. At this moment, they should be catered to.

“Your family’s misfortune is terrible, but I sympathize with you the most. As a woman, it’s tough on you to leave your child behind to deal with your brother’s problems. It must be hard.”

“Isn’t it? My husband died two years ago, and I was driven out by my in-laws. I could only return to my maiden home. Thankfully, my elder brother didn’t despise me and provided me with sustenance. Now, with my brother in trouble, how can I stand by? My younger sister, my brother isn’t a bad guy; he isn’t…”

The woman’s tears fall, and her emotions don’t seem as intense as before.

“Ah, it’s such a tough life. What happened to the person your brother hurt?” Xiao Qian asked.

“No internal organs were injured, but they won’t let us go without compensation. Our family has no money. Our mother has been paralyzed for many years. We, siblings, work during the day and take care of our mother at night. All the money goes to our mother’s treatment…and they’re still suing us!”

It’s true that every pitiable person has a miserable backstory. Xiao Qian realized that the one who wanted to ask Liao Fugui for help wasn’t a rich or powerful person, just an ordinary poor person.

Jia Xiufang was scared; as she listened to the woman’s story, she felt sadness herself and started to cry sniffling.

“Big sister, why are you doing this to yourself? I also have a paralyzed mother at home, and I know that caring for someone is not easy!”

“You know?”

“How could I not? My mom has been paralyzed for many years. My second brother and I take turns to care for her. However, my brother isn’t as filial as yours. I am the only one who cares for my mother. People who are paralyzed need constant attention and need to be frequently shifted to avoid bedsores. It may sound easy, but it’s truly exhausting…”

Jia Xiufang’s words resonated with the woman, as they both knew the hardship of caring for sick patients.

Xiao Qian quickly stepped in, “So, let’s calm down, Auntie, and have a good talk. We can help you with any difficulties. After all, we’re all ordinary people who struggle. What do you say?”

The woman was noticeably shaken and loosened her grip on the knife. With tears streaming down her face, she looked towards Liao Fugui’s direction.

“This is really the first time I’ve done something like this…I had no other choice…”

“There’s always a way. Come, talk to me, and I’ll help. I’m a psychologist. I have connections and the ability to help your family. Relax, it’s okay…

Xiao Qian began to try to lead the woman’s thoughts.

Liao Fugui understood the intention and cooperated with Xiao Qian’s approach, saying, “When one side faces difficulties, eight sides support. Just say if there are any problems.”

“Please help my family. I’ll kneel down to you!” The middle-aged woman put the knife down, knelt on the ground again, and cried bitterly covering her face.

Xiao Qian pulled her mother behind her, wanting Jia Xiufang to keep her distance. She then hugged the woman and patted her back soothingly.

“Everything will pass, trust me. It’ll all be okay. Don’t be afraid.”

“What should I do…” The woman continued to cry helplessly. Xiao Qian gestured to her mother, “Mom, you go make some soup or something. I think this woman hasn’t eaten for a long time.”

“But you—” Jia Xiufang was worried about her daughter. Although she pitied the woman, she had just threatened her daughter with a knife!

“I’m fine. Trust my profession.”

After speaking to her mother, Xiao Qian casually kicked the knife on the ground into the gap between the sofa cushions, hiding this weapon from sight, which helped the woman’s emotions.

“I am psychologist Chen Xiaoqian. Are you willing to share your troubles with me?”

Liao Fugui watched in awe as Xiao Qian sat on the sofa, conducting psychotherapy on the woman. He admired Xiao Qian’s professional foundation. From defusing the hostage situation to providing professional psychological counseling, she didn’t waste a single word.

Moreover, Liao Fugui noticed that Xiao Qian was now using what is academically called cognitive therapy in psychology. By changing the patient’s inherent cognition, she is able to alter her current irritable, depressed, and anxious emotions.

Cognitive therapy is quite common in psychotherapy and can be applied to various indications such as anorexia nervosa, alcohol dependence, social phobia, and even sexual dysfunction.

This very professional conversational method can also be used to guide negative emotions. Liao Fugui’s expertise is forensic psychiatry, while his auxiliary expertise is legal psychology. He has a unique set of skills for identifying mental and psychological illnesses. However, his clinical experience pales in comparison to Xiao Qian’s.

So, watching Xiao Qian skillfully and seamlessly conduct cognitive therapy for the woman, and release her emotions in the process, Liao Fugui couldn’t help but admire her. He couldn’t even interject; seeing her guide the woman to sob deeply, dispelling all lingering resentment, first expressing empathy to gain trust, then seamlessly integrating into cognitive therapy—truly impressive.

Xiao Qian’s treatment lasted for about 2 hours. After crying, the woman’s mood had noticeably changed from when she first arrived.

“Thank you, Dr. Chen. I don’t feel so upset anymore. The incident earlier caused you trouble. Why don’t you let someone else take me away? I’m willing to be reeducated.”

“It’s not a big deal, and there’s no need to trouble others. I’ll leave you my phone number. If you feel upset later, you can call me. We’ll set a time to chat. Auntie, there’s always a way. Everything will be fine.”

Xiao Qian wrote her phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to the woman, who gratefully bowed repeatedly. Finally, she left.

“May I ask your profession, Dr. Chen? Where have you studied? Can you leave your contact information for me? I may encounter related problems in my work, so we can exchange ideas.”

Xiao Qian glanced at Liao Fugui, indifferently replying, “Forget it; we’re not on the same path. I’m just a money-hungry woman with a strong odor of copper. In the future, I’ll disrupt the pricing of the psychological counseling market, monopolize the market, and act tyrannically. I’m not a good person. You distinguished people should better distance from people like me. Stay true to your career, and I’ll earn my money. We won’t interfere with each other. Goodbye!”

Jia Xiufang came over with the freshly-cooked soup, “Where’s the woman?”

“We’ve all gone our separate ways, back to our families. Let’s go home!” Xiao Qian led Jia Xiufang home, while Liao Fugui watched her leave, puzzled.

How could someone still have such a malicious view of themselves?

The young girl was truly interesting. He had seen everything she said and did. She wasn’t the kind of person she claimed to be. She was a compassionate psychologist. He truly admired her.