Chapter 1528: Chapter 1500 Work Brings Progress!
“HIV.”
It was also a contagious disease, with similar modes of transmission.
Mario Yuno was surprised when he learned the purpose of the dication, but it wasn’t too unexpected.
Kiara and he had both witnessed Molly Palr’s behavior before, and given her reckless actions, it wasn’t strange she would contract such a contagious disease.
In the Dostic Region, people still panicked at the ntion of AIDS, and it would be more than a decade before attitudes would improve. However, discrimination had never disappeared.
Overseas was a bit better; as dical knowledge beca widespread, everyone’s understanding of how the disease spread reduced discrimination, though it did not vanish. It was normal for there to be psychological pressure at this stage.
“Fox Cat, when you set up a branch abroad in the future, will employees possibly discriminate?” Kiara asked Fox Cat.
As a boss, she must consider the greater good; her own ideas could not replace all the employees’ sentints.
Fox Cat shook his head. “Healthcare workers are relatively tolerant. Besides, they rarely have opportunities to work together. Everyone is too busy with their own responsibilities, and there’s little contact, so there’s no chance of infection, and therefore no discrimination.”
“Ok, then I’ll handle her.” Kiara stood up, ready to find Molly Palr. Edward Wheeler wanted to follow but was stopped by Kiara.
“Her emotions are rather sensitive right now, your presence might lead to overthinking on her part.”
“…She won’t do anything extre, will she?” Edward Wheeler worried about Kiara. Molly Palr had a grudge against Kiara. What if she hurt Kiara with a needle?
“Many patients who do extre things are often pushed by external discrimination. Of course, there are people with distorted mindsets, and so may seek revenge out of malice, but trust , based on my understanding and analysis of her, I believe she wouldn’t do such a thing.”
Kiara patted Edward Wheeler. “Human nature can indeed be wicked at tis. Sincerity alone is not enough; you also need the ability to solve problems.”
Mrs. Kiara had the ability, of course. She understood very well the psychological changes patients go through at different stages.
For soone as proud as Molly Palr, contracting such a disease was almost the last straw that broke her.
Especially with Aka’s happiness preceding her own, life seed all the more cruel by contrast, let alone that this was a disease that sounded bad when spoken of.
Molly Palr’s ntal state was already problematic. Beneath JR’s oppression, she showed signs of a potential personality split. Now facing such an issue, her psyche was bound to be in an extre state of imbalance. What to most people seed trivial might stimulate her excessively.
Naturally, such sensitive emotions could also be channeled positively if handled well. Kiara didn’t let Edward Wheeler accompany her because she feared Molly Palr might overthink.
When Kiara approached, Molly Palr was staring blankly at the note Kiara had given her.
On the front were her self-assessnts, all lofty and positive language exalting herself, as if she could recall her mood while writing.
On the flip side was a ssage from Kiara.
The initial rule of the ga was to write down one’s self-assessnt and then exchange notes, taking on the role of the other person and writing a review on the back.
Kiara and Molly Palr’s ga wasn’t finished when Kiara took off.
Molly Palr hadn’t expected Kiara to take the note she wrote with her. Even in that situation, Kiara managed to take it and complete her evaluation for her, which was undoubtedly a psychological tactic.
Molly Palr wanted to say that this woman was full of tricks; everything she did trod on others’ defensive lines—don’t be bewitched by her.
Yet she couldn’t help but be moved by Kiara’s actions.
What Kiara wrote for her was an ancient poem, and it was impressive how she managed to accurately translate the ancient poetry into English—a true test of literary skill.
New willows brush the banks, and scattered blossoms retreat, creating ripples that chase the flowing water. Once in the river, the traces are hard to find again, with no roots from whence they ca, nor a reason why.
These words are quite artistic, never directly describing Molly Palr’s character from beginning to end. Though it may be difficult for foreigners to grasp the subtlety of ancient poetry, with careful contemplation, each word reflects a lantation for Molly’s lack of control over her circumstances.
Molly, who grew up overseas, had never seen willow catkins before and even searched the internet to understand that they are seeds of plants scattering with the wind. Kiara used this poem to describe her, intending to use objects to portray a person’s character, implying that Molly, like the willow catkins, is at the rcy of the currents.
In monts of sickness and despair, nothing compares to soone’s understanding. It’s like the shock Kiara once brought her, that her greatest understanding ca from her rival.
Molly stared at the slip of paper, lost in thought; it was ti for her alarm to ring so she could take her dicine.
She rummaged through her bag, only to find the dicine was gone.
Panic began to set in for Molly. No one knew of her illness, and it wouldn’t be good if the dicine fell into the wrong hands. Thus, she began to search frantically.
After looking everywhere with no success, she was considering where it might have fallen when a voice ca from the doorway.
“Looking for this?”
Molly turned around to find Kiara standing in the doorway, holding a white dicine bottle.
“Sorry, your door wasn’t closed properly. I ca in without knocking,” Kiara said, tossing the bottle to her. Molly caught it, her face turning pale.
“You… know?”
“It wasn’t my intention to pry into your private life. Forgive for having my husband look into this because I was contemplating poaching you, thinking to coax you over by our healthcare covering everything…”
“Ha, and now what do you want?” Molly responded with a sneer, which was her first reaction upon hearing Kiara knew.
Yet, inside she felt a hint of relief.
Ever since she was diagnosed, she had been on edge, terrified of others finding out.
To think it was nevertheless discovered, and by her competitor no less.
Molly expected ridicule, or maybe so sort of blackmail, not to ntion mockery.
She knew that, given her previous behavior, anything Kiara did to her wouldn’t be considered too harsh. If she were in Kiara’s shoes, she would have probably done even worse.
This way was better, it relieved her of her complex emotions toward Emma Clark. It would be best to be enemies so they wouldn’t have to deal with each other anymore.
“I ca here to discuss the treatnt issue. I need to provide insurance for the Dostic Region employees, and there will be corresponding asures for you all in the Overseas division—”
“Are you really naive or just playing dumb? Don’t you know I’m sick?”
Molly shrieked, stimulated by Kiara’s calmness. She would rather have Kiara’s disdain than her sympathy and rejected any pity!
“I know, so what? Being sick ans you can’t work? Being sick warrants self-indulgence? Without work, what will you eat or drink? What will you use to play the gas of the world?”
Work promotes progress!
“But I have an infectious disease—”
“It’s not airborne. Why are you getting worked up? Moreover, the current dical treatnts might not cure you, but from my investigation, as long as you take your dication and treat it tily, living to a ripe old age isn’t a big deal. If you harbor thoughts of not working and giving up now, what will you do when you have nothing left to live on later?”
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