The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

This is an opportunity. Keira, a female agent of the CIA, said while controlling the steering wheel: We have already lost a game about the Philby list. evidence, then we can submit a satisfactory answer before the next congress.”

Lila, a black man sitting in the co-pilot, sighed and said, The black movement has failed. There are no other revolutionary forces on this land. We are struggling alone, struggling...

Are you scared? Keira asked, and Lila touched the corner of his brow, and he said, Maybe, I have been disappointed too many times, and this time is not bad.

I'm sorry, I can't shake Moscow's decision, the tragedy of the Black Panther Party shouldn't have happened, but... Keira shook her head, obviously feeling very sorry for the oppression black communists received in this country. Pity.

Lila showed no expression. He said, Perhaps, we all know that something is different, but you don't want to admit it. I dare say that you will be extremely disappointed if you come to power after ten days.

New changes represent new hope. Change is always a good thing, isn't it? Kaila controlled the car and stopped on the side of the road. The two walked out of the car and looked up at the house number of the tall building in front of them. It says Quinn Building.

In the guest room of the Beverly Hotel in Los Angeles, Hal sighed, looked at Schiller and said, You have to find a way to help him, since we came back from Mexico, Oliver hasn't said a word, never told anyone You don’t even eat when you communicate, it won’t work if you continue like this…”

Hal glanced outside the door. On the sofa in the living room, Arthur sat next to Oliver, comforting him constantly, but it was of no use. Oliver just sat there blankly, without saying anything or responding.

This state of stupor should be a state of self-protection that the brain instinctively produces after being mentally stimulated. If you want to break this state, you must undergo in-depth treatment, but are you sure he can accept this kind of treatment? Schiller asked road.

As you said just now, this is an unsolvable problem. The Quinn family has cooperated with drug lords for so many years and earned a huge amount of wealth from them, and Oliver grew up under the nourishment of this wealth. Yes, this cannot be changed. Schiller also looked at Oliver and said.

It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let Gallardo talk so much. Hal sighed, but soon he shook his head and said: No, sooner or later, he will know, if he returns now If the Quinn family takes over the family business, then he will definitely discover these evil transactions.

What do you think he's thinking? Is he trying to come to terms with that? Schiller asked.

It is precisely because I found that he does not intend to accept it at all, so I hope you can enlighten him. If this continues, you and I know what the result will be. Hal put his hand on Schiller's shoulder and said: Judging from his behavior along the way, Oliver is a good man, otherwise he wouldn't feel deep pain for this. I really hope you can help him, Schiller...

Schiller patted Hal's arm and said, I'll do my best, before walking out of the bedroom.

When Schiller walked to the sofa, Hal pulled Arthur away. The two of them left the room and went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner. Only Schiller and Oliver were left in the room.

When Schiller was sitting opposite Oliver, Oliver raised his eyes, glanced at Schiller, his eyes were very dull, and then slowly lowered his eyelids, and looked away.

I know, you don't want to see a psychiatrist now, and you think I can't answer your confusion. Schiller poured Oliver a glass of water and said, However, before that, you should drink some water first, you now Must be a little dehydrated.

Schiller handed the cup to Oliver, but Oliver didn't respond. Seeing the clear water in the cup rippling under the slight shaking, Oliver showed a frightened expression. He leaned back hard and began to breathe continuously. gas.

Calm down, Oliver, what you see is not real, it's an illusion. Schiller stood up quickly, took the umbrella from the side, and the moment he turned back, Oliver pushed the coffee table in front of him, He fell to the ground, struggling desperately.

He kept punching and screaming: Get out! Get out of here! You damned criminals, don't come here!!!

No...no...I didn't...you are right, I am me, I am the one who killed you...the sea, that sea, the red sea, bleeding...

Oliver began to tremble and cry, tears and snot kept flowing down, but he was not crying, it was a physiological cry, and he seemed to be unable to control his organs.

Schiller took a step forward, stood in front of him, slammed the handle of his umbrella on the ground and said, Those are all hallucinations, you are in a hotel, not the sea, overcome it, don't be controlled by it...

The veins on Oliver's neck bulged. He kept curling up and relaxing on the spot, holding the wrist of the other with one hand, trying to stop his movements?

Seeing this situation, Schiller sighed, took out the stored tranquilizer from Gray Mist, and planned to inject Oliver.

Without the restriction of not being able to use special abilities, Schiller directly turned into a gray mist, held Oliver down, and injected the tranquilizer into it. However, Oliver was very resistant to the drug, and the ordinary tranquilizer was injected without any response. In a state of stress.

This kind of situation is not uncommon. Sometimes, patients with mental illness will be in a state of extreme hyperactivity. In this state, human muscle restrictions will be lifted, strength will become extremely large, and mental activity will also increase. It will be very high, ordinary tranquillizers will not work, and if overdose, it may be dangerous.

At this time, in order to prevent injuries and prevent patients from harming themselves, some anesthetic drugs will be used to anesthetize the patients, which can effectively slow down their actions, but this requires a professional anesthesiologist to determine the dosage of the drug. Harm.

Although Schiller has anesthesia, he does not have the knowledge of anesthesia. If chemical anesthesia is used, Oliver may be injured. Therefore, he plans to adopt an older anesthesia method, which is physical anesthesia.

While Oliver was lying on the ground trembling, Schiller raised his umbrella and hit Oliver directly on the neck. He controlled the strength, and with a bang, Oliver passed out.

Schiller sighed and moved Oliver to the sofa. After about 20 minutes, Oliver woke up. Just after waking up, he was a little excited again. Schiller had to knock him out again. After three times, Oliver Finally regained a little sanity.

Schiller put the umbrella aside, sat on the sofa opposite, looked at Oliver lying on the sofa and said, You are the most difficult patient I have ever seen, not only need psychological treatment, but also physical therapy...

Oliver opened his mouth. He wanted to speak, but his throat had become extremely hoarse due to prolonged dehydration. What he wanted to say was blocked in his throat and turned into a dry cough.

Cough...cough cough... Oliver coughed hard, and finally turned into retching. With his hands on the ground, he tried his best to turn over and return to the sofa, staring at the ceiling blankly.

During this period of time, he experienced physical torture and mental exhaustion, and he was already extremely weak at this time.

Thank you... Oliver finally uttered the first syllable, and he said, But I don't need comfort, just leave me alone for a while.

Yes, you don't need comfort, and I don't intend to comfort you, I'm here to treat you...

I don't need treatment. Oliver said again: I'm not sick, it's not me, thank you, doctor, go away.

Schiller picked up the water glass again, handed it to Oliver and said, Drink first, we can chat, and you can speak up if you have any questions, I am very patient...

Oliver sat up from the sofa, he picked up the water glass, drank all the water in one go, coughed himself a few more times, and then said: Thank you, I'm fine, I'll be fine soon... ...

Looking at his still trembling arm, Schiller also took a sip of water from the water glass, and then said: If you don't want to chat, then drink a little more water, and then go eat something to replenish your strength, you haven't had it for too long Eat something.

Yes, I will, but I just want to be alone right now. Oliver was very autistic. He kept responding, but he didn't give any answers, didn't initiate topics, and didn't have any desire to talk. For a psychologist, this is the most difficult situation.

Can you tell me about your doubts now? Maybe I can give some different answers?

Schiller kept asking Oliver, but he just didn't say anything, and his mind was often distracted, and his attention was very distracted. Schiller could see that every time he was distracted, he was actually thinking about the previous things. is a very bad sign.

All the states of stress and trauma are reflected in Oliver, including numbness, re-experiencing, panic, emotional closure, and refusal to communicate. Generally speaking, in this case, the doctor will let the patient calm down for a period of time before treatment.

However, Oliver might not be able to wait. First, he was seriously injured in the desert island survival, and he was deprived of water and hunger strike. If he waited another two days, he might go into shock.

At that time, the extremely depressed physical state will lead to an even more unstable mental state. At that time, the stress trauma may be transformed into permanent mental trauma. If you want to treat it, it will be troublesome.

After Schiller tried repeatedly to no avail, he sighed deeply and decided to change his method.

Schiller stood up, walked back to the room, and took out his suitcase. He took out a few books from it, and took out a file bag. When he returned to the sofa, he packed the stack of things heavily It was placed on the coffee table, and there was a bang.

Oliver on the opposite side looked at him dully, Schiller sat opposite Oliver again, put his hand on the pile of books and said:

Reintroduce, Schiller Rodriguez, secret agent of the 16th Bureau of the Soviet State Security Council, KGB agent...

Schiller drew his tone and said:

...a communist.