Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss-Chapter 816 - 790: I Will Not Become More Adorable Just Because I’m Sick (Thanks to Leader narz for the Gift +10 Updates)

Chapter 816: Chapter 790: I Will Not Become More Adorable Just Because I’m Sick (Thanks to Leader narz for the Gift +10 Updates)

Gradually, this feeling was infinitely magnified by the principal. Self-loathing and fear of the secret being discovered mixed in her heart. She began to suffer from insomnia, to panic, to feel stalked, to feel that the way everyone looked at her was unusual.

The principal knew she needed to see a mental health professional, but for someone with her mindset, setting foot in a Psychiatry Department was tantamount to letting everyone know she had “gone mad.” If everyone knew what had happened to her, how could she continue to live in Lin City?

Although Lin City was quite big, the principal knew most people in it. Afraid that her visit to Lin City’s Psychiatry Department might be found out by acquaintances, she took a roundabout way to a supposedly “safe” small county town.

Who knew that after all her cautious precautions she would still run into someone she knew… Obviously, the principal did not recognize Xiao Qian at first. She couldn’t see clearly with her sunglasses on after removing her glasses. Also, she was too tense to pay attention to who the doctor was.

“Alright. If you don’t feel comfortable sharing your feelings, you can fill in this scale measuring your trauma intensity. After that, I will discuss your situation,” Xiao Qian said.

Xiao Qian rummaged through the drawer, retrieving a stack of preprinted scales. Due to the large quantity, it took her a while to find the right one.

“Where did you graduate from? How long have you been a Psychologist? What’s your highest qualification- Do you really know how to treat people?” the principal asked.

Patients who are a pain don’t become more agreeable just because they are ill, as the principal’s behavior showed.

Xiao Qian didn’t care to respond to these challenges to her medical skills. If these were private patients of hers, she would certainly raise her fees without a word for such comments.

“First, fill in the scale.”

Xiao Qian handed over the scale to the principal, who began to fill it in.

After a while, the principal handed the completed scale to Xiao Qian, who casually flipped through it and then closed it.

“The strength of a person’s will is often not as strong as she imagines, and the reactions of the body’s organs are not controlled by the brain. Therefore, you must first stop blaming yourself and open your heart to face me, so I can help plan your next course of treatment.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying…” the principal mumbled.

“In cases of female assault, it’s perfectly normal for a married woman to have a physical response. This is because the pleasure of the body is not controlled by the brain. However, this does not mean that the perpetrator is not a bad guy. If you keep refusing to put this into perspective and also resist opening up to your psychologist, you are likely to forever remain trapped in the darkness cast by your mental anguish,” Xiao Qian explained.

Xiao Qian liked a phrase from a novel she read once: if you got bitten by a dog and felt pain, would you consider yourself weak?

Pain and pleasure are two feelings that are often beyond mind control. In the country, 90% of women who are victims of assault never report their cases. Apart from fear of public opinion, some of them, like the principal, feel guilty for having felt pleasure during their assault, which is why they are too humiliated to speak up. These women, deep down, are most unforgiving towards none other than themselves.

This concept that sex must come out of love, and there should be no feeling without affection, contradicts one’s physiological characteristics and has been a key factor in the development of various mental illnesses among victims. The principal, who was bound by traditional concepts of women’s virtue, had not only bound others but also tied herself down.

Xiao Qian had already said so much and the principal still refused to reveal the truth.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

Xiao Qian closed the medical record. It was time to pull out the big guns.

Xiao Qian lightly tapped the test for PTSD that the principal had just completed, “This PTSD scale shows that you had previously been hurt by someone of the opposite sex. This has caused you to feel alienated from people and has led to tendencies of depression. The condition has reached a stage where you require immediate treatment. If you continue to evade the issue, your everyday life and work will be heavily impacted.”

“That’s scaremongering!” the principal protested.

“Alright, let me get straight to the point. Your black-framed glasses are in my possession.”

An intense silence took over the room for a whole minute after Xiao Qian dropped this bombshell.

At first, the principal didn’t understand. “Weren’t my glasses at home? Why did the doctor say they were with her? Wait… my glasses aren’t black and they were made to order. The black-framed glasses were lost after that incident happened, right?!”

The principal turned absolutely pale. Could it be.. Could it be…!!!

“The person who saved you that night was a friend of mine. You should remember a girl who saved your life, and to whom you owe thanks and an apology. Earlier on, she had come to your school for a job interview and you had turned her away on account of gender discrimination. But when something did happen, all that concerned her was saving you, a person who later berated her and just left,” Xiao Qian calmly revealed.

Her message was clear: Don’t struggle anymore. I know everything. Just confess.

The principal turned deathly pale and felt faint. It was as if her world was turning upside down.

She started hyperventilating. She couldn’t believe her luck. After all the circles she had run to avoid familiar faces, she’d ended up in a countryside mental disorder rehabilitation center, only to run into someone who knew everything!

“You, you… how much do you want!” she stammered.

“20.”

“I’m asking you, how much do you want… how much to keep quiet!” the principal asked, her lips trembling. She was frightened, feeling as though her fate was in someone else’s hands.

“20 refers to the consultation fee. You might need to pay a bit more for running the PTSD scale. Please settle the balance at the counter. Now, we can sit down and talk openly.”

“I’m asking you, how much do you want for your silence. I’ll give you any amount you ask for!”

“I love money, but one must have principles when accumulating wealth. I earn money according to my professional aptitude, and I haven’t stooped so low as to blackmail my patients with their secrets. That would be a crime.”

She has been making so much money that to take a little extra under the table from a patient seemed tasteless.

“I don’t believe it. You’re not interested in some extra cash at all? Or maybe you are coveting my principal position? Your ambitions are too great for your own good!”

Xiao Qian wrote down another observation on the medical record.

“You might also have mild delusions. We will run another test for that.”

Any position at the principal’s lousy institution was nowhere near tempting enough for Boss Qian. The principal was obviously overrating herself.

“You’ve deliberately unearthed my secret, aren’t you trying to gain these advantages? I’m telling you, your plot will not succeed…” The principal, visibly agitated, starting backing away clumsily.

Xiao Qian closed the medical record.

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“It seems like your condition is more serious than initially suspected. You might need some sedative medication from a psychiatrist. You also don’t seem to trust me fully at the moment. You might want to find another psychologist, then consult a psychiatrist next door to prescribe some sleeping aids to help improve your recent sleeping issues,” she said.

If a person was unwilling to trust her, she would not force it.