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Capítulo 688: Chapter 611: Bai Qinghua: A Good Disciple Is Truly Good

Bai Qinghua silently read the contents of the text ssage, pondering deeply in his heart.

And in front of him, at the narrow eting table, gathered psychological aid experts from different systems and units.

When the rescue team first arrived here, the school used as a shelter had not yet been arranged, so the eting room as the command center was just a tent, and it has been used until now.

In contrast, the psychological aid team only arrived now, and since the school was better organized, coupled with many small rooms unsuitable for wards due to sanitation and ventilation conditions, they were allocated a room as a dedicated eting room.

But at this mont, the atmosphere in this eting room was far from ideal.

The air was filled with the sll of sweat, water, humidity, and an intangible, scholarly combat smoke.

Professor Ji sat in the head seat facing the door, beside him sat Yijin Jiao’s apprentice with thick hair gel applied, making his final effort.

Teacher Yijin Jiao cleared his throat: “Dear teachers, we are about to formally comnce work. The first step is to establish an ‘Expert Monitoring Group,’ with all of you present as core mbers, overseeing the overall situation and setting standards.”

“Aside from those present in the monitoring group, camp leaders must also be included. I have already contacted them, and they will soon co to observe our eting.”

“Therefore, I want to finalize our workflow and unify our opinions.”

Teacher Yijin Jiao spoke quickly, with the fluency and confidence characteristic of academic reporting.

Yet his expression and gaze were sowhat detached from his tone, occasionally glancing in a particular direction within the room, seeming a bit nervous: “The first step is a large-scale psychological asurent survey. We must utilize standardized scales like SCL-90 to screen all rescue personnel, dical staff, and eligible disaster victims, establishing psychological profiles to accurately identify high-risk groups.”

“The second step, based on the data, is standardized training for grassroots workers and volunteers, enabling them to master initial identification and referral skills. Without this frawork and data, subsequent intervention would be blind and inefficient.”

“Now we have dispatched so personnel for psychological consultation interventions; the remaining tasks are quite heavy. Regarding the upcoming tasks, here’s the division, please claim a part…”

These statents were clear and logically coherent.

However, in terms of content, they were actually not much different from what he previously stated on the bus.

This ti, other expert teachers in the research groups did not nod and praise him like the first ti.

They unanimously and implicitly directed their gazes towards a certain location.

That location was the reason behind the divide between Teacher Yijin Jiao’s current tone and expression.

It was Weng Pinting hearing Teacher Yijin Jiao assign tasks for the first ti.

Silence filled the eting room for a while.

Even Teacher Yijin Jiao himself did not find this silence peculiar.

Seeing Weng Pinting’s phone turned face down, she was intently sketching and writing on a piece of paper, seriously analyzing Teacher Yijin Jiao’s proposal from an academic and practical standpoint.

After a while, she finally looked up, eting Teacher Yijin Jiao’s solemn gaze: “The structure needs to be built, but the focus is misplaced.”

Teacher Yijin Jiao’s already tense expression beca even more grave, instinctively leaning towards the teachers beside him.

After that glance, Weng Pinting did not look at Teacher Yijin Jiao again; her gaze passed over Professor Ji and then surveyed the entire room.

She stood up, seamlessly assuming the role of host for this small eting: “This… Teacher Jiao, right?”

Weng Pinting seed not to have morized Teacher Yijin Jiao’s na well, causing his face to blush.

“His proposition is the standard operating procedure in tis of peace, in a community context.” Weng Pinting’s tone was calm but each word carried significant weight, “But first, this is a disaster area, we are dealing with people whose nervous systems are still in ‘fight or flight’ mode, their cognitive resources extrely impoverished.”

“Having them sit down to fill out dozens or even hundreds of questions on a scale? Recently, I’ve been working with volunteers around the disaster area. I dare say that distributing such questionnaires in these circumstances would be not only having an outrageously low recovery rate but the effectiveness of the collected questionnaires would be below 30%, a pure waste of manpower and resources, adding unnecessary burdens.”

She released a figure that seed without basis, yet no one present refuted it.

Teacher Yijin Jiao’s face reddened further, instinctively glancing at Professor Ji beside him, but received no response, so he pressed on stubbornly: “Teacher Wong, without data…”

“Data is important,” Weng Pinting interrupted before he could finish. Her speech wasn’t fast, her voice wasn’t loud, but it was full of pressure, “But first, we must clarify, what data do we need? Is it the beautiful statistical charts lying in the database, or effective data that can imdiately guide us to find where intervention is most needed, preventing crisis events?”

“The forr, of course, fits better into articles, books…” At this point, Weng Pinting inadvertently glanced at Teacher Yijin Jiao, pushing the wanting-to-speak-and-stop person back into his chair.