Chapter 1921 U transcends major events (thirty-eight)
Schiller put his hands on the table between the two of them and looked at the female doctor with a very serious expression.
After Dr. Avillo was stunned for a moment, he showed a slightly familiar helpless expression, put his hands on the table, looked into Schiller's eyes and answered.
"Bandura mentioned in social learning theory..."
As soon as she said this, Schiller sighed deeply.
Bruce outside the screen shivered involuntarily.
Because Lord Superman had been paying attention to Bruce's condition, he immediately noticed something unusual about him. He looked at the young man with some confusion and asked: "Why are you shaking?"
"Nothing, it's a conditioned reflex, which means this female doctor must have answered wrongly."
"But she hasn't even started to answer!"
"That means she made the mistake of opening her mouth."
Dr. Avello also stopped with some doubts.
After Schiller sighed, he tapped the table with the tip of one finger and said: "The social interaction determinism in the social learning theory is a relatively independent theory, and there is no need to corroborate it with any social learning mechanism.
What exactly do you want to answer?"
Dr. Avillo's face turned ugly.
"And the interlocking determinants are interpersonal factors and 'non-social' environmental factors. You don't really want to address the socio-environmental factors, do you?"
Dr. Avillo's face turned even darker.
"And the most important thing." Schiller adjusted his glasses and said, "Do you know what a systematic review means? It means that if this is really a proposition worth discussing, you can talk about it here for three days and three nights.
If you don’t finish it, you have to send at least three essays. Do you think this is a brief description question in the university examination?”
Dr. Avello's face has completely darkened.
Schiller sighed again and said: "If you really think in your heart that I am a mental patient and not a true master of psychology, then you don't have to answer my question at all."
"You answer my academic questions so seriously because you know that accurate answers can win my trust, which means you know that I have relevant knowledge. So answer me, why do you think a mentally ill person has such
Where’s the knowledge?”
Schiller lowered his eyes and said softly: "Maybe I just saw this question in a newspaper in the entertainment corner and read it out casually without knowing the answer to this question at all."
"But you will answer, assuming that I know the answer, and think that if you give the right answer, I will really believe that you are an excellent psychiatrist. Miss Avello, why do you want to win my trust?"
Just as Dr. Avillo was about to speak, Schiller's face became darker than hers. He said, "You have so many teachers who have never taught you that the first rule of practice in a psychiatric hospital is to never listen.
Did the mental patient say anything?"
After Dr. Avillo's face was stiff for a while, she said in a deep voice that was completely unlike hers: "Okay, Professor Schiller, I think we can..."
Suddenly, Schiller's body twitched. He put one hand on the table, leaned forward suddenly, and took a deep breath as if he was lying on the table.
In the tower of thought, the superego stared at the rapid mental excitement readings and shouted: "Calm down! Otherwise..."
"boom!"
The ground of the entire tower shook violently, and Schiller in countless corridors and rooms were knocked down. Greedy rushed out of the room, lying on the patio railing and shouting below: "What's going on? Why is there another earthquake?"
?!Batman called in???”
"Sick! Sick was too excited earlier!" the superego yelled toward the door and said: "They are hitting the ceiling, which is our foundation!"
"Boom! Boom!"
"Grey fog! Lower your heart rate!"
"I can't surrender! I can't get out!"
"...arrogant! Arrogant! Go find the medicine!"
With a "bang" sound, Schiller's trembling hands directly smashed the table, and he slammed to one side until he hit the wall on the side of the consulting room.
Dr. Avello was stunned. She shouted with trembling hands: "Are you okay? Are you..."
"What am I! Didn't your teacher teach you?! Go to Anding!!!" Schiller shouted.
There was another "bang", and Schiller's shoulder hit the wall, creating a crater. Then there was another sound, and the chandelier swung suddenly and hit Dr. Avillo's feet with a bang.
Dr. Avello staggered to the door and said to the door: "Nurse, prepare the tranquilizers, hurry up!!!"
"Call a nurse! Bring a straitjacket and a fixed bed! The teacher who signed your internship certificate should run for President of the United States!"
After dozens of seconds, the treatment staff finally arrived, but the bed they brought was one size larger than the door and could not be pushed into the treatment room.
They didn't realize it when they pushed in. Four strong men pushed in hard and the hospital bed got stuck in the door. As a result, no one can get in now.
Schiller, who was leaning against the wall, let out a painful groan and shouted: "You should really form a political party and run for election this year, so that you can block the hospital bed on the door of the House of Representatives and let them know how effective it is to improve medical insurance standards."
What a benefit!"
"What now?!" Dr. Avillo shouted.
"Just stand there and wait for me to recover!"
"What else should we do?!"
Schiller let out another painful growl, took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "Turn over from the bed!!! Are you mentally retarded?!"
Only then did the few people who were blocked by the bed remember that the first two climbed onto the bed decisively, then rolled down again before entering the room and rushing straight towards Schiller.
Halfway through the rush, they remembered that they were nurses, not doctors, and they didn't know how to take Valium, so they turned back until the two nurses from behind also came in.
The four people hurriedly held down Schiller and finally injected the medicine. By this time, Schiller's excitement had basically disappeared.
He staggered to the bedside, without even looking at Dr. Avello next to him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When he woke up again, Schiller found himself lying in the ward. He felt that he had a headache, but soon realized that this was a normal reaction during the recovery period of mental excitement.
At this time, a hand placed a glass of water in front of him. Schiller looked up and saw a fat black female nurse. Just as Schiller was about to get up, he found that he was fixed to the bed.
"Can you untie the left tie for me, ma'am?"
Just as the black female nurse was about to speak, Schiller said: "My dominant hand is my right hand, and my left hand has little strength. And without removing the chest strap, I can't get up or break free. You just need to adjust the bed."
Gao, just let me drink some water."
The black female nurse seemed to have heard this statement for the first time. After a moment of hesitation, she said: "We have rules and you cannot untie the belt at will, but I can help you raise the bed, and I will help you drink water.
Okay?"
Schiller nodded and said nothing more.
When the hospital bed was raised, Schiller glanced down subconsciously, and then he saw his hands fixed in the straps. He sighed deeply.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" the nurse asked.
"Nothing, I was just thinking. The hospital even stipulates that it is not allowed to remove the one-handed restraint, but I have not been able to cut my nails for seven years in the hospital. I think they will go to the Supreme Court."
The black nurse showed a puzzled expression.
"Stop wondering, ma'am, you are so good at listening, why not be a talk show audience."
Schiller took two sips of the water handed to him by the black nurse, and then saw her take out the tray for dispensing medicine.
Schiller turned his head away.
"What's wrong?" The nurse expressed doubts about his action again.
"It's okay. As long as I don't read it, there won't be any problems with the prescription and dispensing method. This can significantly increase life span."
The nurse handed the medicine over, but Schiller didn't even look at it. He poured it into his mouth, drank a large amount of water, and swallowed the medicine.
The nurse seemed a little shocked that he took the medicine so happily. Schiller fell asleep again after taking the medicine.
He had a deep sleep and a good rest. When he was about to wake up, he vaguely heard Dr. Avillo's voice coming from outside the door, mentioning Bruce Wayne's name.
So, the first moment Schiller opened his eyes, he looked at Dr. Avillo at the door. Before Dr. Avillo could say anything, Schiller looked at her and asked, "You brought Batman here too?"
"
"Yes, Dr. Schiller, actually he..."
Under the nurse's shocked gaze, Schiller directly pulled one hand out of the restraint belt, quickly pulled the quilt under his body over his head, and then said: "I'm not a doctor, I'm just a mental patient. I want to
It’s time to sleep, please leave quickly.”
After saying that, he stopped moving. Soon, even breathing sounds came from under the quilt, indicating that Schiller had completely fallen into a deep sleep, leaving only the doctors and nurses staring with big eyes.
In another consulting room in the hospital, the lights were brightly lit at this time. The doctors sitting opposite had changed several times, but the patients sitting on the other side remained the same.
He has a very handsome face. At this time, he is explaining to the doctor opposite him why he is not a mental patient with extremely clear logic, extremely inflammatory words and a completely tireless mental state.
In the other two wards, a man who was like his twin brother but older than him and a red-haired woman had already fallen into deep sleep.
At dawn the next day, Schiller stretched after a good night's sleep. His restraint belt was not untied, but he was actually very good at making various movements he wanted while being fixed by the restraint belt.
The sound of the cart rang outside the door, and Schiller knew that the nurse had come to deliver medicine again. Schiller yawned and turned his head to look out the window.
It was the black female nurse last night again. She greeted Schiller as soon as she walked in. Schiller didn't respond to her, so she asked: "What are you looking at?"
"Look at the scenery."
The nurse had nothing to say. She gave Schiller some water and told him: "The results of your last diagnosis and treatment will be out this afternoon. If there are no problems, the restraint belt can be removed."
"ok, I know, thank you."
Schiller swallowed all the medicine at once, drank some water, closed his eyes again and prepared to sleep.
But at this moment, there was a knock on the door. Schiller squinted his eyes and looked outside. Standing by the door was Batman from the main universe.
"Hello, nurse, my attending doctor advised me to take some time to relax. Can I come in and take a look?"