Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 697 - Capítulo 697: 615: Nan Zhubin Is Absent, Yet E

Capítulo 697: Chapter 615: Nan Zhubin Is Absent, Yet Everywhere_2

“At this mont, conducting written tests that require high cognitive input, even if they won’t vomit or faint due to your guidance, carries the risk of data validity and reliability being in question. Moreover—”

Chonghui’s gaze returned, directly eting the eyes of the black-rimd teacher: “More likely, feeling of frustration may arise due to inability to concentrate or comprehend the questions, heightening their anxiety and sense of powerlessness, causing secondary trauma.”

The black-rimd teacher originally wanted to argue back.

But hearing Chonghui’s assessnt of physiological indicators such as breathing rate and pupil response, he paused.

These were things he couldn’t observe, couldn’t argue against.

Before he could think of a counterasure, Shi Qianqian chid in with her senior brother’s words.

“I’ve seen the scales designed by your project team. They’re mainly based on the SCL-90, right? It alone contains 90 items, and it takes a normal person about 20 minutes to complete. Given the situation with those rescue team mbers, it might take 30 or even 40 minutes.”

“The IES-R has 22 items, and the PHQ-9 has 9 items. Combined, you need these rescue team mbers, just withdrawn from the edge of a mass grave, possibly unable to maintain focus for even 5 minutes, to complete 121 items involving repeated painful mories and abstract emotional judgnts in a state of high stress.”

Shi Qianqian’s voice was crisp: “Using this standardized scale might not only fail to collect valid data but could also cause secondary harm to the recipients, which is irresponsible both academically and practically.”

This comnt suddenly shifted the black-rimd teacher’s attention away from Chonghui back to Shi Qianqian.

You think you can out-argue Chonghui because he’s in a higher niche, but not you?!

The black-rimd teacher furrowed his brow, about to say sothing, when Chonghui stepped sideways, spreading his latissimus dorsi, and instantly covered Shi Qianqian.

Yet Shi Qianqian’s voice continued to ring from behind Chonghui:

“I understand your reliance on standardized tools. They possess good structural validity and norms, serving as the gold standard in basic research and stable environnts. But thodological choices must consider their ecological validity.”

“Stone and Shiffman’s classic discourse on Ecological Montary Assessnt in Health Psychology explicitly points out that retrospective self-reports, like these scales in your hand, severely distort under high stress due to present-mory bias and cognitive resource depletion.”

One after another, specialized terms sprang from Shi Qianqian’s mouth, cited with references.

This kind of debate adorned with references blocked the black-rimd teacher’s prepared rebuttal.

Shi Qianqian extended an arm from behind Chonghui, pointing at the door behind the black-rimd teacher: “At this mont, the cognitive resources of those rescue team mbers are insufficient to accurately recall the frequency and intensity of symptoms from the past week. Forcing them into such complex retrospective thinking will only exacerbate their frustration and anxiety. McDonald’s paper published in JPSP two years ago discussed this, especially warning about it in studies on disaster survivors’ cognitive functions.”

At this mont, Shi Qianqian was halfway out from behind Chonghui, in a position where she could be targeted.

But the black-rimd teacher opened his mouth, wearing an expression of being controlled.

And Shi Qianqian’s output had not yet stopped: “You might say these scales have excellent reliability and validity. But reliability and validity tests are usually completed in relatively calm, controllable environnts. In the early stages of ASD, individuals’ perceptions, thoughts, and emotions are fragnted, highly somatized, and context-bound. Neria et al.’s 2008 review in the New England Journal of dicine on post 9/11 psychological interventions explicitly states: Early traumatic assessnts, if rigid, might beco stressors.”

Shi Qianqian shrugged: “Furthermore, from a neuroscience perspective, research by Bremner and colleagues using fMRI shows that under intense stress, the activity of the prefrontal cortex, responsible for logic reasoning and complex mory, is inhibited, while the amygdala, responsible for fear and sensory processing, is hyperactive.”

“And what you’re asking them to utilize is precisely their currently weakest prefrontal function, which will directly exacerbate their emotional response.”

At this mont, Shi Qianqian had fully erged, and Chonghui no longer moved to shield his junior sister.

Yet, the black-rimd teacher and his companions remained motionless.

Shi Qianqian concluded: “Comprehensive assessnts with standardized scales are indispensable during stable periods; however, in the golden window of crisis intervention, the imdiate clinical relevance of data and the harmlessness of the collection process must take precedence over the theoretical structural perfection of data and the convenience of subsequent analysis.”

“This is the ethical bottom line we must adhere to as psychologists, above scientific rigor.”

Shi Qianqian finished speaking, calmly looking at the other side. Her argunt was logically progressive, from thodological flaws, ethical risks, to neuroscientific backing, effectively blocking all rebuttals based on ‘standard procedures.’

She was inwardly elated, feeling that she must look extrely cool at this mont, comparable to her senior sister, Weng Pinting, to so extent.

The black-rimd teacher stood frozen in place, realizing that his familiar academic weapons appeared pale and untily against the opponent’s rebuttal, which was more clinically realistic, equally well-referenced, and logically tight, like a dinsional reduction attack.

Seeing this reaction from the other side, Shi Qianqian sighed heavily: “These were our team’s initial plans and preparations. Unfortunately, they’re all ruined by you now.”

“Even the intervention effects that Zhuren painstakingly achieved before may very well have been wasted by you now.”

…

These words were imnsely satisfying.

Yet, Chonghui raised an eyebrow.

Indeed, Shi Qianqian still doesn’t quite understand the principle of not pursuing a cornered enemy. The young lady’s words were too dense.

Her extensive referencing clearly left the opponent speechless. However, Shi Qianqian’s final sentence instantly downgraded the tone from ‘academic discussion’ to the level of ‘verbal conflict.’

One must know that previously, even though Chonghui and the black-rimd teacher were at odds, it was limited to ‘sarcastic’ exchanges.

At this mont, Shi Qianqian’s words exhibited overt aggressiveness, giving the black-rimd teacher a lead to regain his arguntative footing.

However, before Chonghui could step in front of his junior sister again.

A voice suddenly ca from behind them: “Are you the newly arrived psychological experts from yesterday?”

Chonghui, Shi Qianqian, the black-rimd teacher, and his companion all simultaneously froze in their tracks.

Turning around, they saw a man nearing his forties.

The man had pronounced dark circles under his eyes, yet he appeared spirited, like soone who finally unloaded burdens and rested well after prolonged exhaustion. Physically not yet recovered, but his spirit had begun to brim again.

“Yes.” Chonghui stepped forward, very naturally taking over the conversation, “And you are?”

The man waved the supply list in his hand: “I’m responsible for allocating supplies—ca here for handover and to check on the sick.”

As he spoke, Team Leader Li surveyed the four of them, evidently having overheard part of the quarrel in the hallway just now: “What are you all…?”

Chonghui softened his phrasing: “Oh, we ca to conduct psychological tests, but the people inside are not in a good state, so it’s not going very smoothly.”

Team Leader Li nodded, pondered for a mont.

As Chonghui and his team were about to politely bid farewell and temporarily leave.

Team Leader Li suddenly looked up at Chonghui and said: “Are you two… with Nan Zhubin, Teacher Nan?”

Chonghui paused mid-step.

Is there a turning point?

Indeed, they heard Team Leader Li gesture for them not to leave in a hurry and then stepped forward to knock on the ward door: “Please wait, don’t rush off yet. Let see if I can facilitate so communication for you.”