Chapter 1056 Shocking the Ordinary People (Thirty-Three)

Bob seemed a little unconvinced. He held his breath and said, "As far as I know, many unemployed public transportation practitioners are protesting and demonstrating, and many people have also committed bombings..."

"I believe that as long as a few more of that damn shuttles fall, people will definitely know that buses are still the safest!"

"Tony Stark, that damn playboy, earned the money that should have belonged to me. I must get it back!"

Eddie shook his head and said, "What we are discussing now is not how you can make Stark pay the price, but how you can save yourself. This does not include being so excited when you are holding a bomb. Aren't you afraid of accidentally pressing the switch?"

Bob was like being poured with a basin of ice water, he suddenly threw away the bag in his arms in fear, and said tremblingly: "I... I'm not... Oh my God, how can I make a bomb? I..."

Bob sniffed and said: "My father used to be an engineer. I saw him tinkering with these, so I can do it, but that was a long time ago. I don't know how I remembered it..."

"Passion killing." Schiller suddenly said, "Emotional stimulation, excitement, increased blood pressure, and faster breathing rate will cause blood to rush to the brain, prompting people to recall forgotten knowledge. It is a typical case of ordinary people killing in passion, and their abilities and knowledge suddenly improve..."

When Eddie and Bob looked over at the same time, Schiller lowered his head again, As if he had fallen asleep, he woke up again after a while and said, "What's wrong?"

Bob was startled by him, and Eddie quickly comforted him, "Don't pay attention to him. My friend is not in a good mental state. I originally brought him out to relax... Oh, by the way, you said your daughter has epilepsy, and I just happened to go to my friend's psychological clinic to get something. Maybe there will be medicine there."

Bob's eyes widened immediately and said, "Psychological clinic? Your friend is a psychologist?? Then how can he..."

"Doctors cannot heal themselves." Eddie shrugged, stood up first, pulled Bob up, and then said, "I remember someone told me that Schiller's psychological clinic has a lot of medicine, but I'm not a doctor. , and he is not in good condition now, can you recognize the medicine your daughter uses? "

"Of course!" Bob jumped up from the ground and said, "If that's the case, it would be great. After all, without a prescription, I have no place to buy medicine, and those black clinics are not reliable..."

Eddie led Bob and Schiller to the psychological clinic and said, "You have to make sure you know the correct dosage..."

"Don't worry, my daughter has had this disease for a long time. Long-term illness makes a doctor, and I am almost half a doctor."

After a while, the three of them arrived at the door of Schiller's psychological clinic. Schiller was in a good mental state when he left, so the door was locked. Unfortunately, as his mental condition deteriorated, he lost the key, but this didn't stop Eddie.

Bob was about to step forward and say that he could pick the lock, Eddie stretched out his arm and waved back, Bob immediately covered his mouth and stepped back a few steps.

Venom appeared, and wanted to use violence to directly lift the shutter door, but after thinking about it, he let the mucus enter the keyhole and pry the lock open.

After entering the clinic, it was a mess. Eddie had no time to clean it up. He asked Venom in his mind: "Where is the place where Schiller hoarded the medicine that Peter told you?"

"In the basement, there is a refrigerator. Some medicines need to be refrigerated, but there are some addictive drugs there, which are dangerous, so..."

Eddie didn't continue to listen to Venom. He waved to Bob and said, "The medicine is in the basement. Go find it yourself."

After that, he went upstairs to pack Schiller's luggage. Bob felt a little flattered. He said, "It's not good for me to go in and rummage around like this. What if this doctor wakes up and gets angry?"

Schiller stood by the door, looking at his fingers, without saying a word. Bob hesitated for a moment, and finally went down.

There were indeed a wide variety of medicines downstairs, most of which Bob didn't recognize, but he did find epilepsy medicine, and the medicine was very complete. Bob didn't care too much, took out all the explosives in his briefcase, and then filled the medicine box.

Eddie also took Schiller and said goodbye to Bob at the door of the clinic. Bob was anxious to go home to give medicine to his daughter, so Eddie took out his business card, which he had written last night. He said: "Here is my phone number and address. If you need help, call this number. Of course, if you are willing to talk about your story with me, a former gold medal reporter, I am also happy to listen..." Bob was very moved, so he put the business card in his arms, hugged Eddie, and turned away. But unexpectedly, Eddie and Schiller just returned to Eddie's residence, his phone rang, and Bob's anxious voice came from the other side. He said: "Uh, Mr. Block, I'm sorry to bother you so soon, but one of my colleagues committed suicide. I saved him, but he is not feeling well now, and I don't know how to comfort him. Can you come over? Or, does your doctor friend know what to do?"

Eddie looked back at Schiller with the phone, and then at his watch. After more than a day of getting along, he has figured out the time period when Schiller returns to normal, which is basically during meal time, when he can stay awake for more than an hour.

However, Eddie's own work and rest schedule is not very healthy. All meal times are postponed by about two hours, such as breakfast at 9:30, lunch at 2 pm, and then supper.

Eddie guessed that these time periods probably correspond to the time periods of Schiller's treatment courses when he was a child, that is, classes start at 9 am, naps end at 2 pm, and classes go to bed at night.

This work and rest schedule may have been engraved in Schiller's subconscious mind. Even when he is ill, he will appear more awake during the course, that is, when he communicates with teachers or doctors.

Eddie calculated the time and felt that if he rushed there now, he should be able to catch up with Schiller's awakening in the morning, so he put down his luggage and took Schiller to the street Bob mentioned.

When they got there, Eddie was surprised that the house Bob rented was closer to Hell's Kitchen than his own.

It was a narrow and dim alley with a row of low bungalows.

Eddie walked in and knocked on the innermost door. As soon as he stepped in, he looked at Bob and said, "Brother, you are so bold! You dare to rent a house here. What gives you such courage?"

Bob sighed and said, "I was deceived... But fortunately, my colleague Broad is a native here. He helped me a lot, but..."

Bob shook his head, pointed inside, and said, "My daughter lives in the room at the back. When I just came back, I heard her crying. I asked her why she was crying. She said she smelled a strange smell. I walked into this room and saw , Brod wanted to burn charcoal to commit suicide. "

"Fortunately, I came in quickly and opened the doors and windows for ventilation. At that time, he was a little unconscious, but he woke up soon. "

Bob pursed his lips and said, "But after waking up, he was in a bad mood and wanted to cut his wrists. I heard that your friend is a psychologist. Can you find a way to enlighten him? He has a son in college. "

Eddie looked inside and saw a bearded man lying in the corner of a narrow bungalow. He was strong, but his spirit was very depressed, and he was holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

Faced with this situation, Eddie, a layman who had not yet started self-study, was completely helpless.

He knew that he should ask the reason first, then find the cause of the disease, and then enlighten him step by step, but the tutorials seen on the Internet are one thing, and the actual operation is another.

When asking the reason, how can you ensure that you don't stimulate the patient? When finding the cause of the disease, how can you ensure that you find the key? And if you find the wrong one, won't the subsequent deduction be all wrong?

Eddie turned his head and looked at Schiller standing behind him. Unexpectedly, Schiller did not walk forward directly, but began to shrink back.

Schiller walked out of the door of the bungalow directly, turned around and wanted to leave, but as if he didn't know the way, he stopped in the corner and squatted against the wall.

Eddie sighed. He thought that he had never encountered such a ridiculous thing in his life. If he wanted to be treated by a psychologist, he had to cure the psychologist first. This life was really more exciting than when he was the editor-in-chief.

Eddie had to squat next to Schiller again. He was a very typical liberal arts student. Therefore, in some issues, he was more sensitive than those science students who were accustomed to thinking about cause and effect with logical thinking.

"Considering your importance, Stark and the others haven't come to find you after disappearing for so long, which means that there may be some conflicts between you. You don't want to pay attention to them, and they don't want to pay attention to you either."

"And from your current mental state, it can be seen that you should value your friends very much. It may be that some of your quarrels have stimulated you, or it may be that the emotional pressure in the cold war has caused you to collapse."

"But I don't understand why this denies your identity as a doctor?" Eddie turned his head and frowned, looking at Schiller and said, "I'm not trying to blackmail you morally, but under certain conditions, shouldn't doctors treat every patient as equally as possible?"

"Go to S.H.I.E.L.D. Why can't I treat ordinary people?"

Schiller gradually woke up, he lifted his eyelids, and said: "I can't treat ordinary people, I don't like them, I don't like ordinary people..."

"Why don't you like ordinary people? Because they are not strong enough? Because they are not rich enough?" Eddie asked, but soon he asked himself and answered: "Doctor, I don't think you are such a person. You obviously care about them, but you don't seem to want to get close to them..."

Schiller lowered his head and said stumblingly: "Among superheroes, I am a normal person, but among ordinary people, I am a lunatic..."

"I play the role of a doctor in the group of superheroes." Schiller swallowed and said, "But among ordinary people, I am a patient."

Schiller took another deep breath and turned to look at Eddie. Eddie saw a kind of pain in his eyes that he could not understand. Then, he heard Schiller say:

"Throughout my life, I have been learning how to disguise myself as an ordinary person as a patient."

"Among superheroes, if I don't act well, no one can find out, because they are not ordinary people either. They don't care that I sometimes have some abnormal behaviors, or they are kind enough to tolerate those abnormalities."

"But if I am among ordinary people, they will think I am a patient because of some of my abnormal behaviors." Schiller closed his eyes in some pain, and then said: "Through their feedback, I will be constantly reinforced. The fact that I didn't act well enough and have never been cured..."

"This means that my efforts over the years have been useless." Schiller closed his eyes, stretched out his trembling hand, and pressed it on the side of his neck.

Then, he said in the same trembling tone:

"What's more terrible is that it will prove that the doctors and nurses who have tried to heal me with all their efforts, at the cost of injuries and bloodshed, have also wasted their efforts."

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