In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1045: Shocking the world (22)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

"You may not know that psychology and psychiatry are very young disciplines." Steve sighed and said, "When I was a teenager, I heard many scary rumors about madhouses."

"Some of them are rumors, but some of them actually happened. Many insane asylums in Europe even exhibited some rare cases of mentally ill patients as animals, selling tickets and gaining attention."

Steve lowered his head with his arms folded, and there was a look of struggle on his face. Stark put away his armor, walked to his side, and when he turned his head to look at him, he In the expression on his face, Howard's shadow was seen.

Stark remembers very clearly that when his father was drunk and leaned on the experimental table, he also had such a look. At that time, the good old days that appeared in his mouth, like It is cast a layer of gray shadow that no one can see clearly.

Steve looked at the lights in the emergency room and the shadowy figures appearing through the door, as if he had regained his courage, he took a deep breath and said:

"In your opinion, the level of medicine at that time may be ridiculous, even crude, like primitive people, but if ordinary medical technology is like primitive people, then the treatment of mental illness is like Paramecium."

"If a man goes mad, let him take sleeping pills and be quiet, and if a man wants to attack, knock him unconscious and tie him up until he's back to normal, and that's not even a comparison The methods of civilized psychiatric hospitals, and the less civilized ones..."

Steve pursed his lips. He still seemed to feel a little uncomfortable about actively revealing the darkness of the past era, but he insisted: "If Schiller is really from my generation, then It is very normal for this kind of medical accident to happen."

"The first doctor did not give him enough medicine, which caused him to lose control, hurt a person who was kind to him, and left him with a deeper psychological shadow. At that time, it could not even be called a medical malpractice. After all, he still received some treatment."

Steve showed a sad look, and concluded somewhat decadently: "That was an era that did not allow people to be weak."

"If you publish opinions that are contrary to public opinion, you will be regarded as a lunatic. If your behavior is abnormal, you will be sent to a mental hospital, but the real mental patients can only live in a dark cell. Schiller is lucky to have spent his life in it."

Steve was in some pain, closed his eyes and said: "All the driving force I got from that era, all the nostalgia I have for it, is actually because I was lucky enough to accept the transformation and have a far-reaching Superhuman ability."

"In the backward era, there are too many sufferings of ordinary people, and there is not even a little record. I know this, so I feel guilty for my nostalgia..."

Steve took a deep breath and wanted to say the next sentence, but Stark reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "That is to say, due to some accidents, Schiller Under the psychological shadow, but why, he never showed it before, but this time he suddenly broke out?"

Strange narrowed his eyes and said, "No, maybe it's not that he never showed it, but we didn't notice it."

After finishing speaking, he recalled to himself: "The first time I met Schiller, it was at a very important joint consultation in the Presbyterian Hospital. In addition to neurological diseases, the patient , I also have some psychological problems, so I need a psychiatrist to get up and attend the consultation."

"At that time, I arrived at the consultation site first, but there was no intention of starting the consultation until the scheduled start time. I asked the assistant next to me, and he said that someone was late."

Strange frowned, obviously, for him, that was not a good memory, he sighed and said: "I just want to see who is so bold as to dare to miss me Don’t you know that my time is more precious than gold?”

"At this time, Schiller came in..." Strange showed a complicated expression, dumbfounding, and said, "You all don't know how bad he was at that time, he smelled of alcohol, and he seemed to be staying up all night. Alcoholism, alcoholism is fine, the uniform is not neatly worn, the name tag is reversed, and the powder on the glasses is still stained with powder from nowhere, and it looks like a rotten drug addict..."

Stark glanced back at the door of the emergency room silently, making sure that Schiller would not suddenly rush out to punch him, so he also lowered his voice and said, "When I first met him, It's not much better, although my condition is not good, but so is he."

"He seems to have stayed up late for a long time, worse than me, and he is definitely not a fitness enthusiast. He exudes a decadent atmosphere all over his body." Stark shook his head and continued: "This It's not that I slandered him, for a long time, his condition was not very good."

"That is to say, Dr. Schiller used to be an alcoholic too?" Peter frowned deeply, and said, "This is completely different from the Dr. Schiller I know! Since I knew him, he has been a very special person. Good doctor."

Steve patted Peter on the shoulder and said: "Yes, Schiller is indeed skilled in medicine and is very patient with you. He is your good teacher, but it cannot be denied that after he just met with During the time we met, he was not in a good state."

"I think the situation at that time may be the same as it is now. His mental trauma led to the onset of his mental illness, and he could only drink away his sorrow." Strange sighed and said: "Okay , if I know he is a mental patient, I should pay more attention to what I say."

"But at that time, he didn't develop self-harm?!" Matt raised an objection: "However, he made this wound by himself?"

Matt understands a fact that several people have seen a long time ago. Judging from Schiller's strength, if he hadn't suddenly self-harmed himself, it would be almost impossible for someone to leave such a deep wound on him. After all, he is a A group of fog, how can the fog hurt?

If Schiller was immersed in his own psychological trauma before, then the reason why he did not develop self-harm is very likely that his life status has changed, and something distracted him. Tucker touched his chin and analyzed it with the psychological theories he had read.

"It's very likely that what you're talking about is us." Steve made a judgment: "During that time, he met several of us one after another, and then devoted himself to his busy work."

"However, the reason for his illness this time should be that he was too busy, and the double pressure, both physical and psychological, caused his mental illness to relapse."

"Now is not the time to discuss the cause." Strange folded his arms and said, "The thing has already happened, we have to discuss how to heal Schiller's soul trauma, we can't just let him be hurt like this, right? "

"Soul trauma, don't you mages have any unique insights?" Stark turned to look at him, Strange touched his chin, and said: "Actually, the so-called soul trauma, and now Theories of mental illness also have some commonalities.”

"When a person encounters some major changes, the soul will become unstable. At this time, small scars may appear, and if the scars are stimulated again to expand, according to medical theory, it is a disease. Mental illness, and in the theory of magic, it is soul trauma.”

"Schiller's wound may have existed in the first place, from his previous experience in a mental hospital, but this time, because of excessive busyness, and..."

Strange hesitated for a moment, glanced at several people, and they all lowered their heads in shame, so he also sighed, and then said: "The accidents that happened one after another with us caused him to be stimulated again. , the wound of the soul burst."

"It's all my fault." Peter said dejectedly: "At that time, I saw that Dr. Schiller was not in good condition, so I patronized myself and confided. At that time, I should have turned around and left..."

Steve also pinched his brows and said: "At that time, I also felt that something was wrong. Schiller obviously never drank, so why suddenly asked me to drink?"

After speaking, several people turned their attention to Stark again.

Stark pursed his lips, and said with some embarrassment: "Okay, okay, you are all careful and kind caring people, but I thought he wanted money rather than life."

"I have prepared my medical expenses for this quarter, so that I can prepare myself for half a year."

After finishing speaking, he stomped his feet on the spot, touched the stubble on his chin and said, "So, how should he treat his injury?"

"Later, I will transfer Schiller to the mirror space, and then ask the archmage of Karma Taj to draw a healing circle to see if he can make his soul Increased strength."

"Wait a minute, after the doctor leaves, I will ask my mecha to bring some monitoring equipment to record his body change data..."

Several people got together to study how to improve Schiller's state. At this time, Schiller, who was lying in the emergency room, seemed extraordinarily calm inside the tower of thinking.

Marvel Schiller, with a hideous wound on his neck, smiled indifferently, shrugged his shoulders at Superego, and said:

"I'm sorry, I want money but not my life."

The superego shook his head helplessly, as if he had expected this to happen, and said, "You should know that what Schiller has experienced in his memory is indelible to all personality fragments. The psychological trauma of the past, the autism we suffer from, has never been truly cured.

"Therefore, no matter which personality trait rises, once overworked, the anxiety and stress generated exceed the upper limit of our tolerance, triggering a traumatic stress response, which will lead to injury."

Superego looked Marvel Schiller up and down and said: "They are going to treat you now. If you want to rest, you can not go up for a while, or let Arrogance go up to take over."

"Forget it, I'm still in a coma." Marvel Schiller shrugged and said, "Anyway, no matter how they toss, as long as there is no personality trait to rise, I will not wake up."

Super I nodded without saying anything, turned and left, and just after he left, Marvel Schiller showed an inexplicable smile.

Not long after, a figure appeared at the door of the lunatic asylum. His scar from the mandible to the protruding clavicle was so deep and conspicuous that the blood kept flowing, making half of his body appear dark. red.

He walked straight in like that, and walked towards the door at the end.

A figure with a knife rushed out at an extremely fast speed and stopped in front of him, but when he saw the scar on his neck, he froze there.

Marvel Schiller raised his head, stretched out his hand, and inserted it deeply into the wound on the side of his neck. When the blood gushed out, Moonlight Schiller took two steps back and shook his head vigorously, like Is seeing some hallucinations.

"That's what you did." Marvel Schiller stepped forward and said in a low tone: "You know ~IndoMTL.com~ You have hurt someone like this, know such an injury, put it in What kind of serious consequences will it bring to an ordinary person."

Marvel Schiller pressed harder and harder, Moonlight Schiller's hands began to tremble, and he was a little unable to lift the knife. He stared at Marvel Schiller and said:

"Greed, you are crazy! That is our common scar, and you will break down and bleed for it yourself..."

As he said, the wound on the side of Marvel Schiller's neck began to get deeper and deeper until it covered half of his chest, but there was no pain in his eyes, he said: "I know, but I don't care."

"Without Schiller, I can't care less." Moonlight Schiller has no way to retreat, the door is close in front of him, Marvel Schiller doesn't intend to talk nonsense with him, and rushes straight up.

Moonlight Schiller raised his hand to block, but in his eyes, the face of Schiller on the opposite side began to flicker continuously, and another person appeared with a face, trembling arms and terrible hallucinations, which made him powerless to resist, and was instantly beaten After dropping the umbrella knife, he was about to shout out, but the next second, he was grabbed by the neck and pressed against the wall.

There is nothing in Marvel Schiller's eyes, only the endless flames of greed, like flying canopies ignited by thunder on the vast grassland.

Moonlight Schiller struggled continuously, moaning in pain, with **** arm muscles stretched and fingers exerting force, until finally, without even the strength to call out to the superego, she passed out completely.

Marvel Schiller threw Moonlight Schiller aside as if he was throwing trash, turned around and picked up the umbrella knife that was blown away by him, grabbed the handle of the umbrella, and inserted it into the keyhole.

As the door slowly opened, Schiller showed a crazy and dangerous smile when he saw the corpse lying on the hospital bed.

"Found you."