Chapter 881: Chapter 855: Conscience is a Balance Chapter 881: Chapter 855: Conscience is a Balance Standing before Isaac, Kiara didn’t have to pretend anymore and told the truth. “To say I wasn’t scared at all wouldn’t be true. I felt a fluctuation in my heart when the child was rescued and then exhibited abnormal behavior.”
“You weren’t afraid facing the criminal, so what scared you after saving the person?”
“I was afraid my efforts would go to waste. It only took a few minutes to save the person, but I gave it my all. I used all my strength to seem calm. I couldn’t bear to see that hardworking self disappointed.”
“…So, you still care about that child, don’t you?” Isaac deduced this from Mrs. Kiara’s winding conversation.
“I only care about myself! I don’t want my efforts to be wasted.”
Mrs. Kiara corrected Isaac seriously; she didn’t like to appear too sentintal.
Isaac seed to understand Mrs. Kiara a little bit.
What an awkward person she is indeed, a great doctor with dical ethics and compassion, yet she wraps herself in a cloak of selfishness.
It’s the opposite with so people, those who are truly selfish but insist on pretending to be carefree and nonchalant.
“What exactly is going on with that child?”
“I suspect she may have developed hysteria from the scare, but I’m not ruling out other possibilities. To be specific, I’ll wait until after the competition to check on her.” Mrs. Kiara’s gaze grew deep at the thought of that child.
The world is truly small.
“How about I go? You’re so busy all the ti, I could handle a case like this.” Isaac understood that Mrs. Kiara didn’t want the money; everyone knew Mrs. Kiara’s dical fees were high, so Isaac offered to take this pro bono assignnt for her.
“It depends on the situation. For that child, I have only two choices: after today, we could be strangers, or I could give all my effort to save her.”
“Why the two extres?” Isaac didn’t understand.
Kiara smiled faintly, “Because human nature is two extres: one thought an angel, another a devil. It all depends on what her father decides.”
Isaac was even more confused; they were talking about the kidnapped child, so why bring up her father?
Kiara’s eyes glead brightly as she curled up the corners of her mouth. “There’s a saying in ‘Vegetable Root Discourse’ that’s very thought-provoking, that a gentleman who changes his principles is not as good as a villain who reforms himself.”
“You an, a hypocrite who pretends to be kind-hearted is not as noble as a scoundrel who genuinely ands his ways?”
“Exactly that.”
“Um, so what does that have to do with your upcoming competition?”
“You’ll know soon enough.”
Ti was up, and before Isaac could ask more questions, Kiara went out to embrace the final part of her competition.
She passed through the corridor and entered a special enclosed glass booth.
In this booth of less than 5 square ters, there was simply a table and a chair. On the table there were scales and a dical record, while a doctor’s coat hung over the chair.
If not for the transparent walls and the caras and crew, this place would resemble the psychological counseling rooms set up by a Psychological Disability Rehabilitation Center.
Kiara was the first to enter, sitting in the chair with poise. She didn’t pick up the doctor’s coat to put on; instead, she began by carefully examining the scale on the table.
Since the patients are virtual, aning healthy people acting as if they are ill for the sake of helping doctors make a diagnosis, a simulated scale was prepared in advance, and since the dical record was empty, after examining the scale, Kiara wrote a line on it, which the photographer caught in a close-up.
Unlike the typical scribbles of many doctors, her handwriting was impeccably bold.
After she finished, she folded the doctor’s uniform neatly and placed it in a drawer.
This action caught the attention of Mother Yuno, who was watching the live stream.
“Why isn’t Kiara wearing a uniform?”
“Mrs. Kiara once explained to that her attire depends on the situation. For certain patients, she’ll wear a uniform to increase their trust in her professionalism, but for those with anxiety symptoms who are resistant to psychologists and the Psychiatry Departnt, she won’t wear a uniform. Instead, she’ll dress casually to ease their tension,” answered Isaac to Mother Yuno, who nodded in understanding.
It seed that Kiara had discovered sothing in that assessnt, which is why she had adopted such an approach.
The judges outside the competition area didn’t understand the purpose of Kiara’s action. So deducted points for her attire, but when Mrs. Kiara calmly explained her reason for not wearing a uniform after the competition, the judges who deducted points regretted their decision.
For Mrs. Kiara, it was just a trivial two points that didn’t affect her overall score.
Yet, those judges revealed their lack of professionalism – a story for later.
Once Kiara was ready, she imdiately pressed the buzzer.
This speed was the fastest among all the contestants.
The other psychotherapists were still analyzing the assessnt, considering what actions to take next, and so were even struggling to put on their doctor’s coats—wasting a good deal of ti trying to fasten the buttons on their too-tight coats.
In just this brief mont, Kiara had almost instantly pressed the buzzer, making the audience wonder whether she was fully prepared or had given up on treatnt, calling soone in without even looking.
A middle-aged man ca in, and upon seeing him, Kiara greeted him with a slight smile.
The man was only thinking about how to cheat Kiara, following the Golden Master’s instructions to be uncooperative, and then to feign his way through treatnt before giving a negative review.
But when he saw Kiara’s face, his eyes widened in shock. How… how could it be her?!
Wasn’t she the psychological expert who had rescued the hostages yesterday?
How could she be here?
The man still rembered how this psychological expert had looked when she saved his daughter yesterday, and the note she’d left was still in his pocket.
Although the child’s condition had stabilized, she remained hospitalized for observation. When she wasn’t having an episode, it was difficult for the doctors to determine the exact issue, especially since diagnosing psychological disorders is much more complicated than physical illnesses. At this stage, they could only administer so nutritional dication; the child was too traumatized to eat or sleep.
Yes, this man was the father of the girl who hadn’t been injured but had been frightened when Kiara confronted the criminal yesterday.
Seeing Kiara, he was greatly surprised.
Kiara had been slightly startled when she first saw his photograph, but she had quickly recovered, and now she appeared calm.
Noticing the man standing dumbfounded upon entering the room, Kiara gestured with her hand.
“Please sit down.”
“You…” The man’s eyes were a tumultuous mix of emotions.
The benefactor he’d been instructed by his Golden Master to cheat was actually his daughter’s benefactor!
The man was not a good person, but he wasn’t without a moral compass. Under yesterday’s circumstances, if it hadn’t been for Kiara’s intervention, who knows what would have happened to his daughter.
How could those people ask him to cheat his benefactor?
“I am the psychotherapist, Emma Clark. Would you like to talk with ?” Kiara’s slightly raised voice brought the man’s wandering thoughts back to earth.
The man nodded and sat down, remaining silent.
From the outside, Danu Zach, watching the live broadcast, saw this scene. He didn’t know about Kiara’s encounter with the man from yesterday. The radio station’s broadcast had not featured the man, so Danu Zach was also unaware that they already had a connection. He only saw the man enter and sit down with an uncooperative deanor, which secretly pleased Danu Zach.
Good, this was just as he wanted. A good cook can’t work magic without rice, and no matter how skilled Emma Clark might be, Danu Zach didn’t believe she could impress if the patients didn’t speak up.
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