amaotonovel Chapter 2353 Psychic Assault (8)
Chapter 2353 Psychic Assault (8)
Chapter 2353: Psychic Assault (VIII)
The sudden knock on the door attracted the attention of the three people. Schiller was stunned for a moment, then he remembered and said, "Find a place to sit first. I'll look at your file later. We have a group meeting today, which can also be used as a welcome party."
Charles looked down at his watch. It was already 10 o'clock in the evening. Who would hold a group meeting at 10 o'clock in the evening?
Many people came in. The ones in the front seemed to be interns led by Schiller, and the ones behind them should be the teaching teachers of the department.
"Everyone, please take a seat." Schiller moved a chair to the front of the desk. The two senior brothers and one senior sister who were walking in front brought stools from the side for everyone to sit on. Some of the teaching teachers were taking off their coats, some were looking for pens, and some went to the water dispenser to fill their cups with water.
Charles noticed that there was a person who seemed out of place in the room. He was an older man with blond hair. His skin was rough from the wind and sun. He did not look like a doctor sitting in an office.
"Thank you all for coming." Schiller blew the hot water in the cup and said, "The purpose of organizing the group meeting today is mainly to introduce the new members of our department to everyone."
"It's a bit late, but I and several other teachers have a lecture tomorrow morning. You can take a good rest and just hand me the internship records from the previous day before 11 a.m."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they could finally sleep in tomorrow. Although it was just a thought, most of them would still sit up with their eyes wide open at 6 a.m. due to their biological clocks, and then crawl to the library to review.
"Let me introduce our new teacher first. You can call her Mela." Charles saw that Schiller's eyes were on the middle-aged man who seemed a little out of place.
Several senior brothers and sisters stood up and shook hands and greeted each other. The moment Charles shook hands, he subconsciously looked at Mela's memory, and Mela frowned deeply.
"Please don't be so rude." Schiller's voice rang in Charles' ears. He said, "Charles, the world is much wider than you think. You are not as unique as you think."
Charles knew that Schiller was subtly reminding him that Mela might also be a psychic.
My God, he had lived for 16 years and had never seen any psychic other than himself, but he saw several in one day in this universe.
"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Charles expressed his apology to Melania.
He found that his senior brothers and sisters behind him were whispering to each other, but Mela gave him a simple smile, shook her head to indicate that it was okay, and said nothing.
"Dr. Mela is from a Himalayan monastery. He used to be a monk. He was invited by Dr. Stephen Strange to provide us with medical support after learning that the situation in New York was not good."
It sounds really weird, because usually they go to the Himalayas to provide medical support, but if it comes to psychological aspects, it is hard to say who supports whom. The monks who can practice near the Himalayas are all ruthless people.
"Hello, I have only been a professional psychiatrist for a short time and I still have a lot to learn, but if you are interested in the Himalayas, you can come and see me."
Mela nodded and sat down. Then Schiller introduced everyone, "This is our new intern, Charles. He just graduated from Harvard University this year, but he is only 16 years old. I have read many of his papers and he has great potential for scientific research."
Everyone looked at him sideways, and Charles nodded modestly and said, "I still have a lot to learn."
"This is David, he also majors in clinical psychology. He just transferred from Paris and may have some difficulty adapting. Please help him."
After the introductions, Schiller said, "Since there are new people, let me repeat it again. Our department is a combination of clinical medicine and scientific research. Our main focus is on emergency treatment and emergency psychological intervention in special circumstances. Of course, we also provide psychological counseling for critically ill patients. Wei'an's research topic is this, as is Delis."
Two well-mannered interns, one male and one female, wearing glasses, stood up and nodded to the crowd. The female intern pushed up her glasses and said, "If you receive a call from a critically ill patient asking for help, please call us. We are always here."
"And today we have a new topic." Schiller looked at Charles and said, "Charles and David are studying the unification of brain science with psychological science and psychiatry."
There was an immediate exclamation in the room. This was a huge topic. Let alone being able to really come up with anything, even if one could publish one or two meaningful papers on the topic, one could be called a psychology expert.
But when you think about the fact that Charles is a young genius who graduated from Harvard University at the age of 16, it is normal to have such ambitions.
"I don't have strict attendance requirements. If you have a good learning or exchange opportunity, let me know and I'll approve your leave. Right now, several of your seniors are on business trips and exchanges. I'll introduce you to them when they come back."
"For some reason, our department has the most funding. You can just take the manuscript fee yourself. Of course, if some experiments require money, just send me an email for funding approval. If nothing goes wrong, it will be approved."
"Okay, that's it. Everyone should study in the office tomorrow. Don't answer the phone until I get back from the lecture."
The next morning, Charles came to the office very early because Schiller gave him the key yesterday and he had to come to open the door.
David arrived almost as early as him. After the two met, David was silent. Charles also seemed a little embarrassed about the conflict yesterday, so he drank coffee and ate breakfast in silence.
Schiller came back in the morning to get a report and left quickly. The teaching teachers also came back to get their things and then hurried off to see the patients. The seniors came very late, basically arriving just in time, and after arriving they also buried their heads in their own work.
Schiller walked in with the waiter, but the others were not surprised. A senior student reminded Charles, "As long as the doctor's lecture lasts until noon, we will have a big meal."
Charles opened the takeaway bag and found that it contained food from a Western restaurant chain that he liked very much. The food was much better than the sandwiches and burgers in the cafeteria.
He saw David frowning at the onions inside, then the young man blinked and the onions all disappeared.
Charles said with some regret: "Onions are the essence. If you don't want them, just give them to me."
David glanced at him again, then looked away and cut the bread silently.
After dinner, Schiller waved his hand and began to arrange tasks. As soon as he waved, the phone in front of him rang.
After Schiller picked up the phone, a deafening roar came from the other end, "Dr. Schiller!!!!!!!!!"
Schiller threw the phone to the farthest corner of the desk, kicked his legs, and the office chair took him to the corner farthest from the phone.
"The good doctor in your department prescribed 5000ml of chlorpromazine for the patient! Did he want the patient to sleep until he died?!!!!"
"Also!!! Stop using the operating room's computers to write your fantasy novel-like medical records!!! Our four nurses spent half an hour squatting there watching and lost two forceps!!!!"
"Also, whoever dares to use the nursing department's pen again will be kicked out of the psychiatric department!!!!"
"Hello? Hello? Head nurse... Head nurse... Ma'am!" Schiller said to the other end while holding the phone, "I'm so sorry, Ma'am. I will definitely tell my colleagues to write the prescription carefully. Please ask the pharmacist to change it using the agreement prescription authority. Yes, he should have meant to write 50 ml, but he wrote it wrong. Yes, yes, yes, I know..."
"We are already considering getting more computers. Well, no, not considering. The computers are on the way. Yes, they will arrive this afternoon."
Schiller waved his hands frantically, and the intern named Wei An immediately picked up his cell phone to call the equipment supplier to place an order, and asked them to deliver it as soon as possible no matter how much the travel fee was.
"As for pens, we have a lot in our department." Schiller began waving his hands again, and Delis began to rummage in the drawer. When she found nothing, she shook her head and spread her hands.
Charles saw David snap his fingers, and then he immediately pointed to the drawer in the corner. Delis went over and found a whole drawer of pens. She gave Schiller a thumbs up.
After explaining for a long time, he finally hung up the phone. Schiller sighed and looked at everyone helplessly and said, "I've told you so many times, don't mess with the head nurse. This lady was hired from Hopkins by our dean at a high price. This year, whether our department can rank in the top three in the United States depends on her."
"It looks quite promising." Vian said, shrinking his neck.
"Okay, today it's another department's turn to do the ward rounds, so another teacher and I will give you a lecture. We will mainly talk about the process of clinical psychology when dealing with emergencies, mainly some of the problems that will be encountered in actual operations."
"Of course, I know you've heard it. The main reason is that there are two new junior brothers, and you can't handle these problems perfectly, so we're going to review it today."
Schiller moved another chair and sat in front of his desk. Their office was very large. In addition to Schiller's long and large desk, there were fifteen or sixteen desks placed against three walls. There were also surrounding workstations in the middle, so it was no problem to accommodate forty or fifty people working at the same time.
Now the interns all brought their stools to the front, some took pens, some took recorders. Charles felt that he could remember it himself, so he didn't take anything.
To be honest, he was very interested in this course because Charles at this age had never been a psychiatrist. He had just finished his studies and had no idea how ordinary psychiatry worked.
"First of all, we need to distinguish between the psychology department and the psychiatry department." Schiller raised the pen between his fingers and said, "These are two completely different departments. If you choose to be a psychological counselor, then go out and open a clinic yourself. We are psychiatrists. We diagnose and treat diseases like other physicians."
Charles was a little confused. He turned to look at David and found that David felt the same way. So he asked his question directly, "What is the difference between these two departments? Aren't they both helping patients solve psychological problems?"
"Of course it's different. We are specialists, just like ophthalmology and dentistry, and we have a high degree of independence. We have a cooperative relationship with other departments, not a service relationship. This is significantly different from the psychology department."
"You may not understand what I mean, but you will soon encounter it in your future work..."
Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!
(End of this chapter)