In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1027: Shock the world (4)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

"Don't worry, drink some water first, let's talk slowly." Schiller went to the table next to him and poured a glass of water for Strange.

Usually, Schiller, Strange, and Loki are more like bad friends. When the three of them get together, apart from bringing a little human shock to the cosmic demon gods, they are also strange to each other.

Without others, these three people represent three forces, and these three forces are intricately connected, so it is hard to explain clearly.

Not to mention Loki's Asgard's **** debt, Karma Taj led by Strange is not in peace, Schiller's human heroes have more fun, these three yin and yang masters Together, the important people of the three parties can trigger a tsunami if they sneeze.

But now, Schiller feels that he still needs to take care of Strange, because Strange's condition looks really bad.

Strange is obsessed with cleanliness, and also has certain symptoms of paranoia. Like most surgeons, he has extremely strict requirements on his appearance and action language. It's easy to embarrass yourself.

After he became the supreme mage, this point has not changed. If the leadership style of the ancient one is to focus on the big and let go of the small, then Strange is cautious, accurate to the daily lessons of each apprentice, You have to ask about everything.

Right now, the buttons of Strange's suit are tilted to one side. It should be that when he was buttoning the buttons, he couldn't button them with trembling hands, which caused the buttons to be pulled crookedly. , However, it seems that it can't be stuffed into the suit jacket many times, causing wrinkles on the edges.

The unconventional cuff buttons that I usually take care of have not been buttoned, not to mention the dark circles covered by the glasses, and the fine lines around the muscles of the mouth when the corners of the mouth are turned down.

This kind of image is common for Stark, because he often stays up late to do experiments, and he is unwilling to wear a formal suit. Even the tie is tied for him by Pepper, but this happened to Strange , is extremely abnormal.

Schiller knows that Strange is more similar to arrogant Schiller. Both of them are meticulous about their appearance, and if there is anything that can make them feel ashamed, it must be that the sky is falling. big event.

Strange picked up the water glass that Schiller handed him, but his hands kept shaking, causing the water to splash on the table, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. Schiller was keenly aware of his symptoms , So, I turned around and went to the cabinet behind, and brought out a sippy cup with a lid specially designed for mental patients.

Kostlan actually seemed to be stimulated. He patted the table with his palm and said, "I'm not a mental patient! Why did you bring me a safety cup? I can take care of myself! I can..."

As he spoke, he reached for the ordinary water glass on the table again, but this time it shook even more violently. With a shake of his hand, he threw the glass out, and it fell to the ground with a "snap", breaking into several pieces. slices, and the water was spilled out.

Schiller frowned. He realized that he still underestimated Strange's condition. He was not just suffering from an anxiety attack. He seemed to be a sign of bipolar disorder. Too suddenly, and the behavioral pattern changed too quickly.

Schiller just turned around to get the cleaning tools, intending to clean up the water glasses on the ground, but found that Strange actually bent down, trying to reach out to pick up the fragments of the glass, so he rushed over immediately and stopped Strange Lan Qi, Strange seemed to realize something, he covered his mouth with his hands, put his elbows on the table, and kept taking deep breaths.

Schiller cleaned up the sundries on the ground, poured a glass of water for Strange again, but did not pass it to him, but placed it between the two of them, Strange was quickly overwhelmed by the glass of water Attracting attention, staring at the calm water, he also seemed to calm down a lot.

"Tell me what's going on." Schiller took the initiative to speak.

"My father is not in good health..." Strange said with a trembling tone, but the next second he gritted his teeth and said, "But he deserves it! He smokes, drinks and takes drugs, and hangs out in the casino every day !”

Strange took a few deep breaths, and his tone became sad again: "But it's not his fault, my mother died, my sister was injured, I left home to study, and my younger brother was very sad. Rebellious, he has too many depressions that no one can tell, but he refuses to see a psychiatrist because he thinks he is fine..."

"But in fact, both physically and psychologically, he is very sick. Alcohol has eroded his brain, and nicotine has damaged his lungs. Colleagues in the laboratory said that his lungs have failed. Saved, he smoked too much, and had to use marijuana to numb himself when he felt pain in the later stage..."

Strange suddenly fell silent, from quickly confiding the secrets of his life experience to complete silence, just for a second, like a machine gun with no bullets.

"What does he think of you?" Schiller asked a very critical question. He knew that this might irritate Strange, but he had to ask it because it was probably Strange. key to disease.

"He would rather rot at home, and let his lungs shrink to lose two-thirds of its function, than go to his son who works in a big New York hospital! I'm still his eldest son!" Strange Pounding another fist on the table, he said: "Those damned country doctors lied to him! It must be so! They must have told him it was all right, that's why it dragged on like this, I know, those ignorant, stupid people Mediocre..."

"Stephen." Schiller called his name, Strange stopped, and Schiller looked at him again and asked, "Can you give me the phone number of the doctor at the clinic where your father was treated?"

"I think, before, you may not have communicated calmly, which may cause you to miss some details of your father's illness. If you can't control your emotions, I can make a call for you and ask carefully Ask, maybe there will be a turning point?"

"What's the use of asking them?!" Strange roared in a low voice, "They're all a bunch of ignorant bums! Because they couldn't get into a big medical school, they chose to go to a small clinic! "

"Oh! Oh oh!" Strange made a strange sound with his mouth, and he said, "I know what they will say, 'We just have different divisions of labor, but we all save lives, you are no nobler than me ', **** it!"

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"These idiots just don't want to admit that their medical skills are poor! Why should I communicate with them rationally? They don't understand anything at all! A group of street gangsters dare to call themselves grassroots doctors after a few days of training courses? !”

These words made Strange's arrogance obvious, but he did have the capital to be proud. After graduating from New York University School of Medicine, he entered Columbia University and New York Presbyterian Hospital at a record speed .

If someone doesn't know how powerful this is, it can be simply said that in the medical field of surgery, Strange is known as a "gift from God". There is no neurosurgery operation that he cannot perform perfectly in this world. In neurosurgery and even the entire surgical field, he is the well-deserved number one.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Schiller looked at Strange with a smile and said, "It was at a consultation. The night before, I drank too much alcohol and was late. And you said that psychiatrists are magicians..."

Strange, who was angrily scolding other doctors, suddenly froze for a moment, then turned his head aside in embarrassment, Schiller continued: "But I don't blame you, because I know that surgeons are In this way, surgeons don’t understand medicine at all, and you only know how to perform surgery.”

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Strange almost jumped out of his chair. He said: "I graduated from New York Medical School at a record speed..."

"You are stupid, arrogant and narrow-minded, with a bad temper and overly conceited..."

"What did you say?!!!!!!"

"But you did a great job."

"Oh...thank you."

Just as Strange put away his smug expression, he froze for a moment, looked at Schiller, and Schiller showed a mischievous smile, and he said, "Look, you actually don't You care about whether you understand medicine or not, you only care about whether your surgery is good or not."

Just as Strange was about to say something, Schiller took a sip of water from the water glass next to him and said, "But this is actually normal, because surgeons don't have the right to prescribe, and they don't need to perform tests and anesthesia. You only need to be responsible for the operation, everyone has their own responsibility, right?"

"You see a psychiatrist as a magic stick because it is not within your scope of responsibility to comfort patients and prescribe psychotropic drugs to them. I don't think it is difficult to perform surgery, because I have never been on the operating table .”

"Those township doctors are the same. Among their responsibilities, they neither comfort patients nor perform operations on patients. They are only responsible for simple examinations. If there are cases beyond their ability, what they can do Just send patients to big hospitals.”

"Just like you gradually get to know me, and the profession of a psychiatrist, you have to give those township doctors you look down on a chance to see if they have done their own work, even if it is very difficult for you. Simple."

Strange curled his lips. Schiller's method of consolation can easily impress him. If Schiller argues with him about "it's not easy for grassroots doctors", Strange will only get angrier. Get into the horns, the more **** for tat, the harder it is to get out.

However, Schiller used himself as an example to explain that surgeons, psychiatrists, and township doctors have different responsibilities, and everyone only completes their own duties, and surgeons are no exception.

After all, even the best surgeons, such as Strange, do not have the right to prescribe and even prescribe medicine, but some township doctors can.

Based on this reality, Strange can only admit that everyone's scope of responsibility is different, and their suggestions can also be listened to.

Thus, Strange reluctantly opened the address book on his mobile phone, found the phone number of the doctor he had contacted~IndoMTL.com~, and then sent a message to Schiller, who got the phone number After getting the number, I didn't call right away, but sent a text message first, and after a while, the call came back on my own initiative.

"Oh, hello, that's right, I sent it. I'm Mr. Strange's psychiatrist. I think he may have said something bad to you before. I apologize to you on his behalf. His mental state It's not very good now..."

"That's right, I also worked in the Presbyterian Hospital, and I used to be his colleague, but don't worry, I'm not a surgeon, they don't understand anything except surgery, don't they?"

"Oh, you're over the top. I think that calm communication is what every normal adult should do."

"Yes, when I was giving psychological treatment to Mr. Strange, I found that he was very worried about his father's condition. Due to his irrational communication with you before, he didn't get too many details. So, I called to ask for more details..."

Before Schiller asked a question, the doctor on the opposite side spoke out all the information in one breath, and Schiller took out his notebook and began to record while listening.

"Really? I started to have symptoms three years ago? Is it difficult to breathe? May I ask, have you ever advised him to go to a big hospital for medical treatment? Yes, I know you will definitely suggest that, but the attitude of the other party What about?"

"Yes, we all know that Dr. Strange works in the best hospital in New York. Didn't the old Mr. Strange mention this to you? Did he mention his eldest son to you?"

As Schiller lowered his head to take notes, he could clearly see from the corner of his eye that Strange's arm muscles tensed instantly, and his breathing became faster. For this answer, he seemed to be expecting and fearing.