"Come on, Eldest Miss, isn't that a little harsh?"
Lu Xiaoxiao's blunt words made Zhou Qiming's expression darken. He adjusted his glasses, trying to defend himself with his past successes.
"Hear me out. I once treated a teenage boy named Xiao Zhang. He'd also become extremely withdrawn after an upheaval in his family and even showed tendencies toward self-harm. After taking on his case, I used gradual desensitization therapy to help him confront his fears and anxieties step by step in a safe environment."
"After a period of treatment, Xiao Zhang really did overcome his trauma and regain his confidence and enthusiasm for life. I swear I didn't do anything differently with Bochen! Eldest Miss, I'm a professional doctor. Surely I have my reasons for treating him this way!"
Lu Xiaoxiao sneered. "Stop trying to change the subject. Your methods may have worked on Xiao Zhang, but does that excuse your mistakes in treating Bochen? Bochen's condition is more complex and sensitive than Xiao Zhang's, and your aggressive methods caused him serious harm. You failed to adequately consider his individual circumstances and what he could endure. Isn't that a failure of your duty as a therapist?"
Zhou Qiming struggled to stay calm and continued making excuses. "Yes, Bochen's situation may be unusual, but I believe my treatment methods are effective in most cases... Besides, besides, my approach is based on years of clinical experience! Whatever you say, I acted with good intentions. Isn't it a little disheartening for you to dismiss all my efforts like this?"
Unmoved, Lu Xiaoxiao said coldly, "Your so-called 'approach' did nothing positive for Bochen. Instead, it drove him deeper into despair. Do you think saying you meant well lets you brush all that aside?"
"Sorry, but in this matter, I only care about results. You