Chapter 1038 Shocking the Ordinary People (XV)

"Oh, really? Did he say that?" Schiller said, sighing. Strange on the other side was so anxious that he wanted to grab the phone, but Schiller said slowly: "Yes, this is the highest praise a father can give to his son..."

After Schiller finished speaking, Strange's eyes instantly turned red, and then Schiller asked another question: "In that case, why didn't Mr. Strange choose to contact his son?"

"Okay, I know, thank you." Schiller lowered his head again, and then confirmed some things about the condition with the doctor again, and then hung up the phone. He put the phone aside and looked up at Strange, who looked even more haggard.

Schiller put his hands on the table, looked at the contents of his notebook, and said, "Your father had obvious symptoms of dyspnea about three years ago, which means that his lung function had begun to deteriorate at this time."

"You said it was because he smoked, but this doctor has a different opinion. Old Strange went to him for treatment many times, and he has a say in this."

"Your father has actually always had bronchitis, right?" Schiller looked at Strange and asked.

Strange nodded absentmindedly and said, "Well, when I was a child, he often coughed. At that time, our rooms were a little close to each other. He coughed in the middle of the night and I couldn't sleep. One semester, my academic performance dropped a lot. Later, he moved to a small room on the side of the warehouse to sleep."

"Bronchitis is generally accompanied by a certain degree of lung infection. It should be after his bronchitis relapsed during a certain season change. The lung infection was more serious and was not treated in time, resulting in lung function damage."

"Of course, the smoking you mentioned also has a certain impact. According to this doctor, Mr. Strange is an old smoker, but according to you, did he start smoking after your mother died?"

Strange sighed and said, "He used to smoke, but he smoked very little. He was just an ordinary Philadelphia farmer. Like all farmers there, he liked to smoke a cigarette while doing farm work."

"But since my mother passed away, After he died, he started to get worse and smoked a lot every day. This is why I don't want to go home. I hate the smell of smoke. It will make my clothes stick to the stench that can't be washed off. I can't go into the operating room with this smell..."

Strange kept using some reinforcing words to express his feelings. Schiller first simply comforted him, and then said: "His current lung symptoms are not only due to his bad habits, but may also be limited by the local people's cognition and medical conditions."

"I told him a long time ago to let him come to New York. Victor... Oh, that is, my brother. He runs around in the fields all day and doesn't study hard. Eugene doesn't care about him and lets him do whatever he wants!"

"I also talked to him about this matter, but after a few words, he said that I was a noble New Yorker and should get out of Philadelphia and never come back. He is such a stubborn and bad-tempered person..."

"Has he never been to New York?" Schiller asked.

"This is his first time here. If Victor and I hadn't forced him to get drunk and stuffed him into the car, he still wouldn't want to come!" Strange took a deep breath and looked very helpless. He said, "He even coughed up blood, but he just didn't want to come to the Presbyterian Hospital. I really don't understand. What's going on? Doesn't he feel uncomfortable?!"

Take a deep breath, Strange calmed down for a while, then covered his face and said in a choked voice: "My mother died unexpectedly, and he was greatly stimulated. Not long after, Donna also passed away. The two most important women in his life left one after another. ..."

"Since then, he has become eccentric. When I was studying, I called him, but he never asked about my studies. As we chatted, we would always talk about Donna."

Strange lowered his eyes, grinned, showing his teeth on both sides, and then said: "I admit that part of the reason I don't want to go back is that he blamed me for Donna's death..."

"We went swimming together, Donna drowned, and I..." Strange's Adam's apple shook up and down obviously, and his sobs caused him to swallow the second half of his sentence, but Schiller knew what he was going to say.

"I know, Victor thinks so too." Strange covered his face again and said: "I know they don't want to see me because I killed Donna, and Eugene is the same..."

"He would rather endure the pain of coughing up blood than come to me. He is dying, but he doesn't want to see me for the last time!" Strange finally couldn't help it. His arms were shaking so much that he couldn't support his head, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Is that really the case?" Schiller asked.

"Did your father tell you that he didn't want to come to New York to find you because you killed Donna?"

"Of course he didn't say that." Strange closed his eyes in pain and continued, "But I know that's what he meant."

"Stephen, have you ever thought that these speculations of yours are just your imaginations, and the facts may be completely different from what you think." Schiller tapped the table with the pen in his hand, pulling Strange's consciousness back. Strange looked at him, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"The problem between you and your father lies in communication. How long have you not communicated calmly?" Schiller asked.

Strange turned his eyes away and said, "About a year... No, maybe three years. We quarreled again on the phone two years ago..."

"In other words, in the past three years, every time you communicated, it ended in a quarrel. You couldn't understand each other's situation rationally, and you knew nothing about each other's career and feelings?"

Strange didn't want to admit it, but finally nodded. Schiller tapped forward with the pen and said:

"Many parents and children have miscommunications because of this. When their children are young, parents tend to establish their authority. They tend to use authoritarianism, always using commands and scolding to urge their children to do things.

“But in fact, parents have given a lot of love behind the scenes, but the children only feel the power, and cannot get a sense of security from this love, but only feel the threat everywhere.

“At the same time, they think the love they give to their children is too natural, too cheap, and feel that there is no need to speak out.

“I remember that you mentioned a small detail in your previous words. Your father often coughs in the middle of the night because of bronchitis, which makes you sleep poorly and your grades drop. Later, he moved to the small room on the side of the warehouse to sleep. "" Have he told you the reason he did this? However, he still said: "Maybe, he may not be because of me ..." "Children who grow up in this family environment always like to refuse the emotional efforts of others, because no one has expressed his love to you directly, so when others have giving you feelings to you, you are always questioning,‘ Maybe he may not be facing me ’." Tofu heart, but this is not a good thing. They see their love too cheap, so that they do n’t need to express them, and you continue to doubt yourself because you do n’t have a straightforward expression of love. “Strangqi thinks Schiller’ s said, but he ca n’t organize logical thinking to analyze what Sxis said. "Your father's reluctance to see you is just a result, but all the reasons you have concluded are actually your own conjectures." Schiller pointed out the key point that Strange was so troubled.

"If you really want to know why your father doesn't want to see you, you can ask him. Or, he has formed a mindset and doesn't want to communicate with you, but you can go to your brother."

"You mean... Victor?" Strange showed a resistant expression, and he said hesitantly: "Since Donna's death, Victor has been... Well, I know, it's the same reason. I haven't contacted him for three or four years."

"You have to know that I am the Supreme Sorcerer. I am so busy exploring the interstellar. I really don't have time to contact my family. I..."

Looking at Schiller's calm eyes, Strange couldn't say the second half of the sentence. Finally, he said a little angrily: "Okay, I know, don't make excuses when facing a psychologist."

"You and your father may have developed this communication mode, which cannot be easily changed, but perhaps there is still room for communication between you and your brother. You can go to him and talk to him and ask what is going on."

Finally, Strange left with a lot of thoughts. Although he didn't say it, he had accepted Schiller's advice in his heart.

He did not want to face Eugene, his father, but when he was young, he had a good relationship with Victor, even better than his relationship with Donna.

But later, Victor entered a rebellious period, idled around the farm every day, had poor grades, and did not like to study. At that time, Strange was at the peak of his studies, and his mind was full of how to enter the best hospital in New York, so he gradually had nothing to talk to him.

After leaving Arkham Sanatorium, Strange called Victor and learned that he was accompanying him in the hospital, so the two made an appointment in Strange's former office at the Presbyterian Hospital.

After becoming the Sorcerer Supreme, Strange still did not give up his career as a surgeon. He used the Time Stone to go back in time and did a lot of things, but he was unwilling to use the Time Stone to go back to the process of the operation.

Even if he had countless opportunities, he could do the operation a second time if it was not done well once, but he was unwilling to give himself such a retreat. He would develop a perfectionist personality, in fact, because there is no retreat in surgery.

After the two brothers met, they were speechless because they both found that the other had changed too much.

Victor changed from a rebellious country boy to a mature farmer who looked like his father. The wind and sun made his skin a little rough, but his eyes and expression were as energetic as those experienced Philadelphia farmers.

And Strange, who was no longer as proud and arrogant as before, looked very embarrassed. His hands were still shaking, and he couldn't stop shaking at all. He couldn't even hold the small paper cup handed by the nurse. Half of a cup of water spilled on his body, and he had no time to look.

"Stephen." Victor spoke first, and to Stephen's surprise, his brother's voice became much thicker, but it was still the familiar Philadelphia accent.

"How are you doing recently?" Strange was still polite, but Victor looked into his eyes and said, "I know what you want to ask. Eugene doesn't want to see you, and he even doesn't let me see you."

"You want to know why he would rather endure it himself than come to New York. Knowing that his eldest son is the best surgeon, he is unwilling to contact you to find someone to perform surgery on him..." Victor said a series of words, and Strange also looked at him.

"Stephen, you know what? When you came back for the first time after going to college in New York, we were all shocked. You became very different." Victor pursed his lips and said, "We didn't seem to recognize you."

"You no longer have an accent, and you don't wear plaid shirts, but white shirts. You also have a very beautiful formal suit. You said that your mentor gave it to you. You can write cursive English and understand the names of the drugs posted on the walls of the small town hospital. These are simply not possible for farmers like us."

"Dad was surprised, but actually, he was very happy. Do you remember? He invited his farmer friends to his home to visit, wanting them to meet you, a top student at the New York University School of Medicine."

"But that day, you said you were busy with something... thesis? No word After a few words, you left. In fact, we can all see that you don't want to talk to us. You think there is nothing to talk about with us who do rough work. "

Strange on the opposite side has covered his face. He said again in a hoarse and choked voice: "No, don't say it, I just... I just..."

He took a deep breath and said: "Okay, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't be perfunctory with you, I shouldn't behave differently from you, I should be more enthusiastic, it's all my fault..."

But at this time Victor shook his head and said: "No, Eugene and I know that it's not easy for you. It's really difficult for a small town youth to make a name for yourself in New York, especially when your family can't provide you with any support at all..."

Strange was stunned.

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