amaotonovel Chapter 3679 Evil Force (7)
Chapter 3679 Evil Force (7)
Chapter 3679 Evil Force (XVII)
"I can't believe that the nursing home is moving. I remember this place was just renovated not long ago?" Danny said to the movers.
"Yes, it was just renovated. Because of that, it was able to sell for a good price, especially after the movie became a hit. It's a lot more expensive than when I bought this place."
"The environment here is nice, what a pity." Danny shook his head and said.
"Yes. But if the new sanatorium is only one mile from New York's Central Park, it is acceptable."
Danny's eyes widened as he said, "The new address of the nursing home is only one mile from New York's Central Park?! God damn! How much does that cost?!!"
"It's not much money." Schiller waved his hand modestly and said, "The sanatorium was sold at a good price, and the new movie also made a small profit. Add to that my savings, it's more than enough."
"You're so rich," Danny said. "We got a lot from the movie's box office, enough to buy land in Manhattan. But it's good that I'm going to find a job in Manhattan, so it's much closer."
"That's right. Many patients told me that the sanatorium is too remote and inconvenient for them to travel frequently. It's also inconvenient for me to go to work at SHIELD. So I thought of making a movie to promote the sanatorium and then find someone to take over, and then buy a better piece of land to move to."
What Schiller said was true. But what he didn't say was that after the film "The Disaster" became popular, this place became a tourist destination. Now, in addition to fans and reporters, there are more tourists, which can no longer meet the needs of the sanatorium for quiet recuperation.
Another reason is that the sanatorium is surrounded by residential areas, mostly villas of the rich. If it were in the past, it would be fine as an ordinary sanatorium that only needed to meet the social and cultivation functions, but now the sanatorium has taken on some mental patients, and this place cannot meet the treatment needs.
First of all, most medical staff with good skills are unwilling to work in such a remote place, especially professional psychiatrists. They would never choose this place if they could choose a hospital in New York City. Even if the employment conditions here are better, they are unwilling to come to the remote suburbs. This leads to a shortage of doctors, and Schiller has to treat most patients by himself. He is indeed a little overwhelmed.
Secondly, whether buying medicine or medical equipment, it is very troublesome to transport them. Psychotropic drugs and testing equipment are distributed at the medical company's distribution center in New York. The company's distribution points are all in the city center, and they cannot be delivered by civilian shuttles. They must be delivered by professional logistics air rails. However, the nearest air transportation distribution center is about six miles away. In order to pick up the medicine, Schiller had to buy a truck and then hire a driver, which was really troublesome.
Then, Schiller misjudged the decoration style of the sanatorium, which led to him hiring 16 gardeners to deal with the huge amount of plants in the sanatorium. Those delicate plants from all over the world, especially from the tropics, will die immediately if you dare to water them less. There is no Pamela, a walking plant life supporter, in the Marvel world, and dealing with these greenery and plants is really a life-threatening task.
Considering all this, Schiller decided to sell the sanatorium. He could make a lot of money by selling it to a real estate developer while it was still popular. With the box office revenue from the movie and his own savings, he could buy a piece of land in Manhattan.
Yes, the film had almost no cost, it was pure profit. The land was in great demand and sold at a high price. Even so, Schiller had to use a large amount of his savings to afford the land near New York's Central Park. This was not expensive at all, the real estate developer could have just gone and snatched it away, but he still gave you a piece of land.
The new site is slightly smaller than the current one, but considering the crowdedness of Manhattan, it is not easy. The site was originally a hotel, and there happened to be a nine-story building that could be used as a sanatorium. The front overlooks New York Central Park, and there is a large back garden at the back, which is just right for patients to move around.
The hotel is a manor-style building. The main building is brown-red in color and has some English manor-style decorations, but the overall design is relatively simple. The building is less than ten years old, and the interior decoration is mainly spacious and bright American style. The layout is reasonable and can meet the needs of treatment and recuperation with a little modification.
Most importantly, you can walk directly to Central Park in a few minutes. There is no place in New York with better air quality than the area around Central Park. Sitting in the new office, Schiller can clearly feel that the oxygen content here is higher than that around the original sanatorium. Because there is a large lake in Central Park, the air is more humid and better for the respiratory tract.
And from here, it’s not far to the SHIELD headquarters, Stark Tower, or the Sanctuary of the Holy of Holies.
"Welcome to New York." At the housewarming party, Stark patted Schiller on the shoulder and said, "You finally decided to end your country bumpkin life and become a real city dweller. Congratulations."
Strange rolled his eyes and said, "To you, everywhere except Manhattan is the countryside, right?"
"Come on, there's no decent town civilization ten miles away from Stark Tower." Stark curled his lips and said, "The beef in the cheeseburgers there is not even fried in butter, so what can you expect?"
"This location is really good," Nick said, "and it's not far from the Central Park shuttle station, so transportation is convenient."
"Have you heard? China seems to be promoting private flying cars, the kind that use solar energy. When do you think we can make progress here?" Stark said, holding a glass of wine, "Americans should have the best, but Congress always sings the opposite tune!"
"It's not as simple as you think." Steve took a cup of yogurt from the waiter next to him and said, "The traffic control here is too weak. If private cars are flying all over the sky, shuttles and airplanes will be in danger."
"Of course there must be a height limit," Stark continued. "Different flight altitudes can be distinguished by technical means. Even if a driver wants to deliberately leave the flight altitude, the car cannot do it. That should be enough."
"It has to be smart driving," Peter leaned over and said, "Our smart driving technology is not even as advanced as Europe's, and ethics is also a problem. If it's put to Congress, it won't pass without dozens of free-fighting bouts."
Stark sighed and said, "No matter what, I can't let the United States fall behind. I will go back and study intelligent driving. Even if I can't install a Jarvis in every car, the most basic kind of artificial intelligence is not difficult..."
When Wanda came over, Schiller was selecting cheese at the cheese counter. He glanced at Wanda and said, "Oh, ma'am, you look more radiant recently. What's the good news?"
Wanda immediately smiled brightly and said, "I'm pregnant again! I'm sure it's a girl this time! I'm going to have a daughter!"
Schiller looked at her in surprise and said, "Are you pregnant again?"
"Yes, this is the last time. Jarvis and I think three children are enough. Then we will get two dogs and buy a car." Wanda happily shook her arms in front of her, and then said, "I performed very well during my internship and will be able to become a full-time employee soon. By then, the combined income of Jarvis and I should be able to buy a bigger and better house..."
"With all due respect, ma'am, it's probably not wise to work in the emergency department while you're pregnant..."
"Oh, come on, I'm not really an ordinary pregnant woman." Wanda shrugged and said, "I know that the internship assessment period may be very busy, so I plan to suspend my pregnancy. My little princess may have to stay in my belly for two more months. After I'm done with this period of busyness, I can let the embryo continue to develop. It won't delay anything."
What else could Schiller say? He could only give Wanda a thumbs up and wish her good luck in her work and life.
"By the way, have you decided on a name for your daughter?" Schiller asked.
"How about Isabel? She's going to be a pretty girl, and she'll probably have the same nickname as the cute little shark."
"You mean Aisha?"
"Yes, this is Isabel's nickname. Elsa said her real name is Elizabeth. I don't know what her parents think." Wanda said, "But I think Elsa will be very happy to have a sister with the same name as her. How is she doing recently?"
"It was crazy," Schiller said, looking through her memories. "She made two new best friends, went skiing with them last winter, ate all the Christmas candy in three days, and managed to get herself into the dentist's office."
Wanda laughed from the bottom of her heart, and then said, "Oh, by the way, I plan to get a puppy. What breed do you think is better? Nelson has a Welsh shorthair, which is so funny. I also want to have a docile puppy, and then consider a large dog when I have more experience."
"What about Teddy? No, Teddy's bark is a little sharp. Schnauzer might be good too. Or maybe Papillon..."
"Hey!" Pikachu jumped onto the table, flicked his lightning tail and said, "When are you going to get rid of that furry monster with tentacles coming out of its mouth? The way it looks at me is getting more and more weird!"
"You mean Coo-coo?" Schiller asked, "That depends on when Captain Marvel comes to pick it up. And you actually have the nerve to call someone a furry monster. This is the first time I know that mice can mutate their fur!"
"My hair is much shorter than his."
"But it's also hard to clean up." Schiller shook his head and said to Wanda, "I suggest you hold off on getting a dog. When those little furry monsters at home grow up, you'll be busy."
"That's true. Jarvis often complains about the cat hair at home. The vents of his computer and home server are blocked. It would be great if there were pets in the world that were equally cute without hair."
"Hey, doctor." Peter patted Schiller's shoulder from behind and said, "Tony invited me to study intelligent driving and flying cars together. I may have to run to Stark Tower all the time recently. But I can't stand the sleeping cabin there. Can I stay in the new sanatorium for a few days?"
"Great! Man!" Pikachu cheered first, "We can unite to drive away that evil furry monster!"
Peter and Pikachu high-fived each other, then he reached out and picked him up, saying, "Then we'll go back and pack our things, Doc. Just send me the room number and I'll check in myself."
Schiller nodded and watched the two of them walk out the door.