Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 883 - 857: When It Comes to Thick Skin, We’re the Professionals

Next is the test of the professional therapy process. Qian was full of energy, using the most natural approach to guide the man to cooperate with her.

The judges constantly praised Qian during her therapy, although they were all industry authorities who have taught many students and seen many therapists.

But such a seamless and efficient approach to problem-solving is rare, truly a breath of fresh air in the industry.

Watching her therapy was simply a visual delight, so clean and efficient. Every word was just right, perfectly executed to a textbook level.

Qian underwent an hour of therapy without distraction, gradually controlling the man’s emotions.

When Qian finished the therapy, the man had calmed down and repeatedly thanked Qian.

"Mr. Chen, I really don’t know how to express it—" When he came in, he was like rootless weeds, completely adrift.

After Qian’s therapy, he rekindled hope, determined to adjust his mentality for his daughter’s sake.

"You don’t need to say anything, see you later."

See you later, those four words, filled the man with gratitude.

He knew it was Qian’s promise to treat his daughter.

"How about the treatment fee—"

After experiencing Qian’s therapy, he realized that Qian was absolutely not an ordinary doctor, and being a participant, she must have some reputation, but with his current financial situation, he might not be able to afford high fees.

The judges were flipping through the script, seemingly there wasn’t anything about asking for price—why does this actor keep improvising?

Qian’s response was quite admirable.

"Just at the rate of a public hospital’s consultation fee."

Less than 20 dollars an hour, which was completely affordable.

The man was moved to tears, expressing his thanks repeatedly.

The judges understood.

Oh, this improvisation wasn’t bad; could it be addressing yesterday’s missed debate on doctor-patient relationships? Hmm, well done, we must give Qian extra points!

When Qian won first place with almost a perfect score and stood on the podium for an interview, the applause was thunderous, but one person couldn’t smile and was completely stunned.

The thug they paid thousands to meddle, why did he give Qian full marks?

Yes, the man gave Qian full marks, and he even added a sentence on the scoreboard.

He wrote: If I could give higher, I would give all my praise to the ethically high Mr. Chen!

This evaluation was over the top!

Qian once again enjoyed being in the spotlight, winning the last hurdle with a high score. She deserved to be the champion!

This result brought joy to some and distress to others, with Qian’s family and friends being the happiest.

The most distressed were Zhao and the mysterious figure behind him who planned to sabotage but were caught off guard!

Spending so much time, finding people, setting up, sponsoring, everything seemed in control, yet with such a good hand, he ended up losing entirely?

This answer remained unclear to Zhao and others even as Qian received her trophy on stage—what went wrong in which step?

Qian made a remarkable appearance domestically, gaining fame with one fell swoop.

This competition seemed tailor-made to pave the way for Qian, making her famous and upsetting Zhao.

When in desperation, people act like mad dogs trying to bite anyone, Zhao now was almost crazy, originally promised benefits from thwarting Qian, but now he gained nothing!

Qian calmly accepted the award, adeptly answering the host’s questions, showcasing the charm of this emerging mysterious profession to the outside world.

What left the deepest impression was Qian’s composure from start to finish; she had an aura beyond her years, making people feel a doctor’s authority from this young girl. During the competition, no matter how tense, she remained unfazed, and although one should be excited about winning the honor, she remained calm, embodying tranquility despite excitement all around.

Such detachment is difficult even for veteran doctors, let alone a student.

For Qian, she had experienced much, even bigger competitions before, if she couldn’t handle this, she thought she wouldn’t have lived up.

The only time Qian showed emotion was when she took the trophy and saw the man who had just arrived.

The venue was large, yet she still spotted him amidst the crowd.

Yu Minglang managed to carve out some time to come over; by the time he arrived, Qian was already on stage receiving her award.

He felt slightly regretful for not witnessing his darling’s most triumphant moment, but was glad he caught her award ceremony. Better than nothing.

Qian’s eyes curved slightly upon seeing him, just as the fool made a heart shape gesture, conveying love~ the best wife ever~

Qian immediately recalled the heart-shaped eggs from the morning, her face heating up.

Coming down from the stage, Yu Minglang wanted to embrace Qian but was righteously pushed away by her.

"Public setting, mind your image!"

Yu Minglang glanced at his own casual Armani attire; he thought his image was quite fine.

"Let’s find a place to celebrate, your brother said he’s too busy to come over, and Qian’s celebration party bill is on him." Mrs. Yu said happily.

With quite a crowd, they went in two cars, Xiaoqiang driving one, second brother driving another, with Mrs. Yu in the latter.

"Qian, did you like the heart-shaped breakfast I prepared for you?" Yu Minglang asked while driving.

"Guess?" Qian glanced at him sideways.

"Mom’s still here, if you want to show affection, you must be fair, luckily Mom’s not the type to be picky, otherwise it would be awkward."

Qian was thankful that her mother-in-law was understanding, imagining if she had met someone petty, prone to jealousy, who’d hassle her daily thereafter.

"Mom’s got Dad pampering her, doesn’t need me. But speaking of it, I think I’ve surpassed Dad by more than one level; the old man has no comparison to me, hahaha!" Xiaoqiang’s face thickened several levels.

No harm taking jabs at one’s own father, confirming through eye contact, indeed he is a true son.

"Don’t you know genetic traits are stubborn? Things like selfishness, violence, even abnormal personalities get inherited! I’m puzzled, who did you inherit this thick-skinned nature from?"

Feeling that neither in-laws have such a boastful personality.

"Oh, I’m a mutation in our family. I’m way more romantic than Dad and Mr. Yu. I have more taste than big brother who only knows how to splurge, I’m the only normal one among them. Congratulations, Qian! You chose the best genes in our family!"

Qian’s mouth twitched, wondering where he got such confidence?

Oh well... let him enjoy his self-perception, definitely the thickest skin in the Yu Family.