Marvel: I Have Severe Mental Disorder

Zhou Ran slowly walked out of the underground laboratory and walked out of the villa. \u003c/p\u003e

When passing by the living room, he smiled and greeted Yin Sen who was sitting on the sofa: Yin Sen, I'm going first.\u003c/p\u003e

Yin Sen pushed his glasses, stood up, and said very respectfully: Oh, Mr. Jake, where are you going? I haven't expressed my deepest respect to you yet, thank you for saving my life!\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran laughed and said: Yin Sen, don't be so polite, I should be the one to say thank you, thank you very much for saving my good friend Tony, Yin Sen, you are a hero.\u003c/p \u003e

After hearing this, Yin Sen shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, Sir, I am a doctor, and it is my bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. No matter who it is, I will do my best to save it.\u003c/p\u003e

When I was in Afghanistan, I was ready to die. I really didn't expect that I would survive. I still want to thank you for saving my life, thank you very much!\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran nodded when he heard the words, and said: Yin Sen, if you really want to thank me, you can help me hide my identity first, I am not ready to tell everyone that I am a superman, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. \u003c/p\u003e

I need to think carefully about whether I can adapt to this identity.\u003c/p\u003e

Yin Sen nodded solemnly, and said, Sir, I swear to God, I will keep my promise and help you keep this secret.\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran nodded lightly and walked out of the villa. \u003c/p\u003e

He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, looked at the endless sea, heaved a long sigh, and asked in his heart: Clark, how much time do I have?\u003c/p\u003e

Heichao smiled and replied, Zhou, you have ten seconds left.\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran nodded and flew to Cornell Presbyterian Hospital. Ten seconds is enough for Superman. \u003c/p\u003e

...\u003c/p\u003e

Ten seconds later. \u003c/p\u003e

New York, Cornell Presbyterian Hospital. \u003c/p\u003e

In the office of Dr. Cornell, chief of psychiatry. \u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran leaned on the sofa, his expression was very flat,

But there was a trace of tension and anxiety in his eyes. \u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said very elegantly: Jake, before we talk, I want to smoke a cigarette, is it convenient?\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran nodded and said, Of course, Dr. Cornell.\u003c/p\u003e

Kacha! Patta! Huh!\u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell's series of actions were very skillful. He first took out the cigar tongs and cigars from the drawer, cut the cigars, lit them lightly with a lighter, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. \u003c/p\u003e

A thick white mist rose from the office, and the white mist covered Dr. Cornell's face, looking very mysterious. \u003c/p\u003e

Ahem...\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran smelled the pungent cigar smoke, covered his nose with his hand, and coughed twice. \u003c/p\u003e

Seeing this, Dr. Cornell turned slightly and opened the window behind him. \u003c/p\u003e

Then he stretched out his hand and gently fanned the white mist in front of his eyes, and joked with a smile: The smoke from Cuban cigars is too heavy, it's a bit choking, and there are signs of no smoking in the hospital, as a doctor, smoking in front of patients, This behavior is very uncivilized.”\u003c/p\u003e

Jake, don't sue me for this, I don't want to lose my job.\u003c/p\u003e

After hearing this, Zhou Ran smiled and said, Dr. Cornell was joking, Cornell Presbyterian Hospital is your property, and no one will fire you if you get fired.\u003c/p\u003e

Hearing this, Dr. Cornell took a puff of the cigar, extinguished it fiercely, and said happily: Tobacco is really a good thing. It can paralyze a person's spirit and relieve the pressure in his heart.\u003c/p\u003e

After smoking the cigar, I'm in a much better state now, and I don't have the pressure just now. It's hard to imagine that Mr. Jake will be a superpower. This somewhat shocks me.\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran looked at the cigar ends that were already piled up in Dr. Cornell's ashtray, pointed his finger, and said slowly, Dr. Cornell, you don't seem to be generally shocked. We have known each other for so many years. Seems like the first time I've seen you smoke so many cigars that the ashtray is overflowing.\u003c/p\u003e

After hearing this, Dr. Cornell's eyes dodged a little, he smiled and explained: Well, I admit, just now you came to my office suddenly, put down so many wounded patients in the corridor, and asked me to help treat them. Disappearing in an instant, this miraculous ability surprised me a little.\u003c/p\u003e

Then, after taking a cursory look at the wounds of those injured, it made me even more surprised that they had not suffered ordinary injuries. I was more and more surprised, and then I smoked a lot of cigars.”\u003c/p\u003e

After you left just now, I had a premonition, a mysterious intuition that you would find me again and tell me a big thing, and it was exactly as I thought, you really came back .”\u003c/p\u003e

After hearing this, Zhou Ran nodded. \u003c/p\u003e

He did not directly tell about the disease he was suffering from, but asked Dr. Cornell about the injuries of Frank and his party: Doctor Cornell, how are the injuries of the friends I brought?\u003c/p \u003e

Dr. Cornell said with a very cheerful smile: Almost all the injuries of the others have been treated, but the injury of a black man is more complicated. His skin is very hard, and he has broken more than a dozen sharp scalpels. The doctors It's hard to use a knife, and the explosive shrapnel inside his body is hard to get out.\u003c/p\u003e

However, I have made an appointment with Stephen Strange of St. Francis Hospital. The proud Strange likes to handle this difficult operation. He is very happy and is on his way. The best surgeon in the United States , there must be a way.”\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran let out a long breath after hearing this, and said, That's good, these people were injured because of me, I have the responsibility to heal them all, and I will pay Strange's surgery fee, I've heard of him, he's very proud and likes lions to open their mouths.\u003c/p\u003e

His excellent surgery is worthy of expensive expenses.\u003c/p\u003e

Doctor Cornell nodded, heaved a long sigh, and said, Oh, Strange is a genius, the future medical world will be his territory, and he will become the most powerful doctor in the United States. It's a pity that he learned It's surgery, not psychiatry.\u003c/p\u003e

I don't know how long I will have to work overtime. Cornell Presbyterian Hospital has not yet had a good psychiatrist... This is also a social problem. No one wants to be friends with a lunatic, because a lunatic is very contagious. , the only one who can be friends with a madman is a madman.\u003c/p\u003e

The madman's world is both pitiful and terrifying.\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran took a deep breath, moved his head closer, looked into Dr. Cornell's eyes, his eyes were extremely confused, and his expression was extremely serious: Dr. Cornell, I'm sick, I'm really sick , I may be a lunatic, a lunatic you said.\u003c/p\u003e

Doctor Cornell, do you know? There is another me in my body. He is called Clark. He is a superman! He is omnipotent, he can go to heaven and earth, he can survive in the universe, and his power can pull Earth...\u003c/p\u003e

I don't know what to do now? What attitude should I take towards him? Will he affect my self-perception?\u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell lowered his head slowly after hearing this, and repeated the proficient steps just now, cut the cigar with cigar tongs, lit it, and took a deep breath. \u003c/p\u003e

The large amount of nicotine burned by the cigar crazily impacted Dr. Cornell's lungs. The cigar was smoked too fast, and Dr. Cornell felt his lungs and throat were breathing fire and burning. \u003c/p\u003e

Ahem...\u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell stretched out his hand and slapped his chest fiercely twice. After bending down and coughing violently for a while, Dr. Cornell raised his head. \u003c/p\u003e

He brushed his hair casually with his hands, looked into Zhou Ran's eyes, an inexplicable color appeared in his eyes, and smiled and said: Jake, why so?\u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell's words were like the whispers of a demon, constantly impacting Zhou Ran's brain. \u003c/p\u003e

Boom!\u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran felt his head explode at this moment, and an extremely complicated emotion filled his whole body. \u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran turned pale, and repeated with trembling lips: Why so?\u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell nodded slightly, and said with a smile: Yes, Jake, why are you so serious?\u003c/p\u003e

It's nothing more than a 'dissociative disorder'! I've treated a lot of people with schizophrenia, and the most important thing to do with this disease is to not be so serious and laugh more Take a look.\u003c/p\u003e

Laugh like me! Be sure to laugh!\u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell put the unfinished cigar in the ashtray, stretched out his hands, grabbed the corners of the left and right sides of his mouth, stuck out his tongue, made a big smile, and said, Why so?\u003c/p\u003e

The unextinguished cigar was still burning, and wisps of white smoke rose and enveloped Dr. Cornell. \u003c/p\u003e

Seeing the expression on Dr. Cornell's face and the funny laugh of a child, Zhou Ran felt a sense of intimacy in his heart. \u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran began to imitate Dr. Cornell's movements. He stretched out his hands, grabbed the left and right corners of his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and repeated Dr. Cornell's words: why so?\u003c/p\u003e

Crack! Crack! Crack!\u003c/p\u003e

Seeing this, Dr. Cornell clapped his hands together. \u003c/p\u003e

Then, he stretched out his hand and loosened his collar, picked up the cigar in the ashtray again, took a puff, and said with a smile, That's right, Jake, that's it, don't be so serious!\u003c/p\u003e

After knowing that I have schizophrenia, the first thing to do is to maintain my mentality and face this matter positively and optimistically. Don't regard your personality as an enemy, but treat him as a friend.\u003c /p\u003e

Hearing this, Zhou Ran nodded, frowned, looked at Dr. Cornell, and asked, Dr. Cornell, you don't seem surprised that I have a personality. It stands to reason that you should be extremely shocked. \u003c/p\u003e

When Dr. Cornell heard this, there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. He smiled and explained slowly: Jake, I'm a psychiatrist. I'm used to this kind of thing. I'm still shocked, but This incident on you did not bring me a particularly big shock!\u003c/p\u003e

Because when a psychiatrist hears this kind of news, his first reaction is how to deal with it and figure out how to deal with it, especially for an old doctor like me!\u003c/p\u003e

Jake, don't forget that Dr. Cornell is the best psychiatrist in the United States. I have treated tens of thousands of mental patients in my life, and the only accidents are only two.\u003c/p\u003e

Seeing Dr. Cornell's somewhat abnormal expression, listen to those words again. \u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran always feels that there must be something wrong with Dr. Cornell, he seems to know more things, seems to have been hiding something? \u003c/p\u003e

Zhou Ran took a deep breath, looked into Dr. Cornell's eyes, and asked, Dr. Cornell, I want to ask a question, and I want to get a true and accurate answer. I hope you don't lie to me, is that okay? ?”\u003c/p\u003e

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Hearing this, Dr. Cornell took a sharp puff on the cigar in his hand and extinguished it in the ashtray. \u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell pushed his glasses, nodded solemnly, raised his hand, and said solemnly: Jake, of course, if you have any questions, just say, I will not deceive you.\u003c/ p\u003e

I, Dr. Cornell, will never deceive my patients. This is the bottom line of a psychiatrist. I can swear to God Jehovah.\u003c/p\u003e

Hearing this, Zhou Ran lowered his head for a moment of silence, raised his head, and said slowly: Dr. Cornell, we have known each other for almost nine years. During these nine years, whenever I feel that I have mental problems, I will I will go to you to ask related questions.\u003c/p\u003e

Except for the fact that I took the initiative to tell you today that I have a personality named Clark, in the past nine years, Dr. Cornell, have you seen the rest of the personality? Is there really no problem with my mental report?\u003c/ p\u003e

Is there really nothing wrong with your previous judgment? Or, Dr. Cornell knew about my mental problems a long time ago, but for some reason, he has been hiding this information.\u003c/p\u003e

After Zhou Ran finished speaking, he fixed his eyes on Dr. Cornell, observed his expression and state, and wanted to judge whether Dr. Cornell was lying. \u003c/p\u003e

When Dr. Cornell heard this, he said in a very natural tone: Jake, there is really nothing wrong with your previous mental report.\u003c/p\u003e

Then, Dr. Cornell opened the drawer and took out a thick stack of diagnostic reports from the drawer, all of which were about Zhou Ran's mental problems. \u003c/p\u003e

Dr. Cornell gently placed the thick stack of reports on the table, stretched out two yellowish fingers and pressed them on the mental report, pushed it over, and said with a smile: Jake, in these nine In the past year, you have made seventy-three spiritual reports with me, and there is no problem.\u003c/p\u003e

If you don't believe me, you can send these reports to other hospitals for testing, Jake, I, Cornell, have never lied to you.\u003c/p\u003e

While talking, Dr. Cornell took off his glasses with a smile. He casually picked up the glasses cloth on the table and wiped them gently. \u003c/p\u003e

The polished lens was very bright, and the sunlight shone on the lens and reflected on Zhou Ran's face. \u003c/p\u003e