Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 67 - 63 Cai Xing’s Youngest Daughter’s Psychological Observation Subject

"You’re finally here."

When Wang Jian got out of the taxi, he saw Cai Xing and the others waiting for him at the entrance and was flattered.

It wasn’t just him; the new taxi driver who had dropped him off was almost scared stiff. Who was Cai Xing? There probably wasn’t anyone in the city who didn’t know. To think he’d run into someone in the flesh who he’d only ever seen on TV. As the driver left, he couldn’t help but wonder if today’s big shots were all this low-key, not only wearing simple T-shirts and flip-flops but also enjoying taxi rides. Anyone who could get Cai Xing to personally welcome them to the hospital couldn’t be insignificant, right? The driver’s thoughts were simple; he decided Wang Jian must be one of those pretentious, wealthy businessmen. Weren’t private hospitals designed to serve exactly these kinds of people? 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Uncle Cai, where’s my brother?"

"Everything is arranged. Let’s go inside first."

Cai Xing didn’t care how others viewed him. Ever since his last course of treatment, he had felt a significant improvement in his bodily functions, and the follow-up test data confirmed his feelings were not just an illusion. This stunned the doctors performing the tests so much they thought their equipment was faulty. After verifying the results several times, Cai Xing and Cai Wenji made a decision: no matter what, they had to bind Wang Jian, this practitioner of Chinese medicine, to the Cai Medical system.

A Chinese medicine practitioner who could work miracles on heart conditions was a rare find in all of Huaxia, let alone one as young as Wang Jian. In this world, having money and power was nothing compared to having a life-saving skill. The medical profession was one that commanded respect anywhere and everywhere. In Cai Xing’s heart, Wang Jian’s almost fantastical life-saving techniques were synonymous with "badass," which was what led to today’s scene.

Even Wang Jian himself hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation. In his master’s eyes, Wang Jian’s skills were barely at the level of a recent apprentice, which was why he had always maintained the mindset of a student. Cai Xing’s grand reception made him feel a bit shy. For a man nearly thirty to be blushing... it was a bit embarrassing to even think about. Wang Jian certainly didn’t want anyone to notice, so he had no choice but to feign worldliness and ignore the stares of the onlookers.

"I forgot to introduce you."

As Cai Xing led Wang Jian inside, he introduced the bespectacled female doctor beside him. "This is my younger daughter, Cai Qiong. She returned from the United Kingdom last year. She previously studied for her PhD in Psychology at Harvard Medical School and then did several years of clinical work before coming back. Rest assured, with her here, your brother Wang Xiang’s condition will definitely improve."

"Junjun, please lead the way."

Cai Qiong led the way while Cai Xing walked alongside Wang Jian, chatting about his family matters. Wang Jian, however, was exclaiming internally. Good grief. After hearing the rundown of Cai Qiong’s extensive experience, Wang Jian couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at her.

Cai Qiong was the spitting image of a professional woman, with black-framed glasses, straight black hair, and even professional attire under her white coat: a white blouse paired with a black pencil skirt. It was a look you’d never see in a public hospital, and rarely even in a private one, as it was reminiscent of the fantasy doctor trope seen in films from a certain country. From this alone, Wang Jian knew this princess of the Cai family was no simple woman. When she was doing her clinical work in the United States, she must have been at one of those private psychiatric hospitals.

In capitalist countries, anything with the "private" label was bound to be exceptionally formidable. This at least proved that Cai Qiong’s skill level was definitely high, but Wang Jian’s thoughts ran even deeper. When he was studying in Beijing, he had heard rumors that some psychotherapy centers in the United Kingdom used special treatment methods for helping high-ranking officials and corporate executives relieve stress. Her professional attire, combined with her aggressive gaze, made Wang Jian subconsciously picture a therapist wielding a whip. Of course, even if she were that kind of therapist, she would surely be a professional.

As Cai Qiong led the way, her hands tucked into her coat pockets, her figure was perfectly outlined. Wang Jian had only glanced ahead casually while they were talking, but he was immediately captivated by her silhouette. This Dr. Cai must exercise regularly. Her figure is completely different from the natural curves Ren Yu has. Wang Jian evaluated in his mind, feeling certain that her backside would be firm and resilient to the touch. It was the first time Wang Jian had ever met such a self-disciplined female psychologist.

Instead of going directly to see Wang Xiang, Wang Jian followed Cai Xing and Cai Qiong to her therapy room. This therapy room was unique, somewhat resembling a police interrogation room, structured with two rooms separated by a one-way mirror. From where they were seated, they could clearly see into the other room, where Wang Jian’s older brother, Wang Xiang, was resting. Judging by his appearance, Wang Xiang was sleeping soundly.

Holding Wang Xiang’s file, Cai Qiong had also gotten a general idea of the situation from Wang Jian.

"Doctor Wang, from what you’ve described, it indeed fits the profile of persecutory delusion. And judging by the level of violence, the patient has likely entered a more severe phase of their symptoms. Conventional psychological counseling and medication might not be effective in the short term..." Cai Qiong explained, "This is going to be a protracted battle."

"I know." Wang Jian nodded. Although it wasn’t his specialty, he had taken a mandatory course on patient psychology during medical school, so he had some understanding. "Dr. Cai, please do whatever you think is best. I’m mentally prepared. It’s my fault, really. I was studying away from home all those years and had very little contact with my family. Otherwise, I might have noticed my brother’s condition sooner and prevented it from getting this bad."

"But there is one thing I might need to trouble you with."

"Please, go ahead."

"Regarding my brother’s attempted murder case, I may need you to issue a psychiatric evaluation report. He used to be a very gentle person. He wouldn’t have done something like this if it weren’t for his illness."

Hearing this, Cai Qiong frowned slightly. As a staunch feminist, she internally loathed men who committed domestic violence; she detested them from the bottom of her heart. Yet, her professional duty compelled her to acknowledge the validity of Wang Jian’s statement.

Seeing Cai Qiong frown in thought, Cai Xing chimed in with a reminder, "Junjun?"

A sharp glance from Cai Xing made Cai Qiong suddenly remember something. After Wang Xiang’s incident, once Cai Xing learned the full story, he and Cai Wenji had immediately sought her out. Wang Jian had saved his life twice, and Cai Xing, anxious to repay the favor, was not about to let this opportunity involving his psychologist daughter slip by. Cai Xing had specifically sought out Cai Qiong the previous night. He first discussed his own illness, then Wang Jian’s assistance, and finally shared his thoughts on Wang Jian, all to impress upon her the importance of the situation. The Cai Family’s medical system was in an awkward position and desperately needed a doctor like him.

However, Cai Qiong wasn’t one to consider the bigger picture. She had developed a freewheeling personality in the United Kingdom, which was why Cai Xing had to explain everything from start to finish.

With this in mind, Cai Qiong’s gaze held a hint of assessment as she looked at Wang Jian and nodded. "That report won’t be difficult. You can rest assured, Doctor Wang."

Hearing her agree, both Wang Jian and Cai Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

"However..."

"What is it?" Wang Jian saw a strange look in Cai Qiong’s eyes and felt a sudden sense of unease. "Dr. Cai, please speak your mind."

"It’s nothing major," Cai Qiong said with a smile, giving Cai Xing a reassuring look before turning back to Wang Jian. "I’m quite curious about your psychological profile, Doctor Wang. While I treat your brother, I hope you won’t mind if I make you a research subject as well. Of course, this process would require your cooperation in a few things."

"Why is that?" Wang Jian was stunned, never expecting her to say such a thing. "Does Dr. Cai think I have a psychological problem?"

"Oh no, no." Cai Qiong set Wang Xiang’s file aside, her eyes brimming with keen interest. "You misunderstand, Doctor Wang. I just find it intriguing that a brilliant doctor with your medical skills would choose to be a village doctor. That choice has sparked a strong academic interest in the catalysts for your psychological shift. Of course, don’t get me wrong. This is purely an academic interest, not any other kind."

Wang Jian rolled his eyes at her explanation. Even Cai Xing couldn’t stand it anymore and tried to explain on her behalf. "My daughter picked up this bad habit in the United Kingdom. She loves studying people’s minds... she’s observed and analyzed everyone in our family... I can vouch for her that it really is just an academic interest."

Cai Xing wiped his brow, mopping up sweat that wasn’t there. He felt a pang of regret for sending his daughter to the United Kingdom to study psychology. It seemed her studies had made her a bit eccentric. Then again, could anyone pursue a doctorate in psychology without developing a fascination for studying people’s minds?

Wang Jian felt his scalp tingle under Cai Qiong’s gaze. Now he knew where that bad feeling came from. This woman was terrifying.