A sudden knock on the door attracted the attention of the three people. Schiller was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered. He said, "Find a place to sit first. I will look at your file later. Let's
There is a team meeting today, which also happens to be the orientation meeting."
Charles lowered his head and glanced at his watch. It was now 10 o'clock in the evening. Someone would have a group meeting at 10 o'clock in the evening.
Many people came in, the first few seemed to be interns under Schiller's guidance, and the few at the back should be the undergraduate teachers.
"Everyone, please sit down." Schiller moved a chair in front of the desk. The two senior brothers and a senior sister who were walking at the front moved stools from the side for everyone to sit on. Some of the teachers were taking off their coats, and some were taking off their coats.
Some were looking for pens, and some went to the water dispenser to fill their own cups.
Charles noticed that there was a person who looked out of place in the room. He was an older man with blond hair. His skin was rough due to exposure to wind and sun. He did not look like a doctor sitting in an office.
"Thank you very much for coming." Schiller blew the hot water in the cup and said, "The group meeting organized today is mainly to introduce the new members of our department to you."
"It is indeed a bit late, but several teachers and I will have a lecture tomorrow morning. You can have a good rest and give me the internship records of the previous day before 11 a.m."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and could finally sleep in tomorrow. Although just thinking about it, most of them would still sit up with eyes wide open at 6 o'clock in the morning because of their biological clock, and then crawl to the library to review.
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"First, let me introduce our new teacher. You can call him Meira." Charles saw Schiller's eyes falling on the somewhat out-of-place middle-aged man.
Several senior brothers and sisters stood up and shook hands to say hello. The moment Charles shook hands, he subconsciously looked at Meira's memory, and Meila frowned deeply.
"Please don't be so rude." Schiller's voice rang in Charles's ears, and he said: "Charles, the world is much broader than you think, and you are not as unique as you think."
Charles knew that Schiller was gently reminding him that Meera might also be a psychic.
God, he has never seen a psychic person other than himself in 16 years of his life, and he has seen several in one day in this universe.
"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Charles expressed his apology to Meira.
He found that the senior brother and sister behind him were whispering to each other, but Meira showed him a simple smile, shook her head to show that it was okay, and said nothing.
"Dr. Mela comes from a Himalayan monastery. He was once a monk. Because he learned that the situation in New York was not good, he was invited by Dr. Stephen Strange to come here to provide us with medical support."
It sounds really weird, because usually they go to the Himalayas to provide medical support, but when it comes to psychology, it's really hard to say who will support whom. The monks who can practice near the Himalayas are all ruthless people.
"Hello everyone, I have not been a professional psychiatrist for a long time, and I still have a lot to learn. But if you are interested in the Himalayas, you can also come to me."
Meera nodded and sat down, and then Schiller introduced to everyone: "This is the new intern Charles. He just graduated from Harvard University this year, but he is only 16 years old. I have read many papers he wrote.
It has considerable scientific research potential.”
Everyone looked 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 be a little uncomfortable. Everyone should help him."
After all the introductions, Schiller said: "Since there are new people, I will repeat it again. Our department is a department that combines clinical medicine and scientific research. Its main focus is emergency treatment and emergency psychological intervention under special circumstances.
Of course, there is also psychological counseling for critically ill patients, Wei An’s research topic is this, and Delise.”
One man and one woman, two gentle interns wearing glasses stood up and nodded to everyone. The female intern pushed up her glasses and said: "If you receive a call from a seriously ill patient asking for help, please call us. We will be here at any time."
exist."
"And today we have a new topic." Schiller looked at Charles and said, "Charles and David are studying the unification of brain science, psychological science and psychiatry."
Everyone in the room suddenly exclaimed, this is a big topic, let alone anything that can be researched, even if you can publish one or two really meaningful papers on this topic, you can be called a psychology expert.
But considering that Charles is a young genius who graduated from Harvard University at the age of 16, it is normal to have such ambitions.
"I am not strict with everyone's attendance requirements. If you have good study and exchange opportunities, let me know and I will approve your leave. Now several of your senior brothers are on business trips and exchanges. I will introduce you to them when they come back.
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"For some reasons, our department has the most funds. You can just keep your manuscript fees. Of course, if you need money for some experiments, just send me a funding approval email. If nothing happens, it will be approved."
"Okay, that's it. Everyone will study in the office tomorrow. Don't answer the phone until I come back from the lecture."
Early the next morning, Charles came to the office very early because Schiller had given him the key yesterday and he had to come and open the door.
David arrived almost earlier than him. After the two met, David was silent. Charles seemed a little ashamed of yesterday's conflict, so he drank coffee and had breakfast in silence.
In the morning, Schiller came back to get a report and left quickly. Then all the teachers came back to get their things, and then hurriedly went to see the patients. The brothers and sisters came very late, and basically just visited the spots.
After arriving, they immersed themselves in doing their own things.
Schiller walked in with the delivery boy, but others were not surprised. A senior brother reminded Charles: "As long as the doctor's lecture lasts until noon, we will have a big meal."
Charles opened the takeout bag and saw that it was food from a chain of Western restaurants he liked very much. It was so much better than the sandwiches and burgers in the cafeteria.
He saw David frowning and looking at the onions inside, and then the young man blinked, and all the onions disappeared.
Charles said with a little pity: "Onions are the essence. If you don't want them, just give them to me."
David glanced at him again, looked away, and cut the bread silently.
After finishing the meal, Schiller waved and began to arrange tasks. As soon as he waved, the phone in front of him rang.
After Schiller picked it up, a deafening roar came from inside, "Dr. Schiller!!!!!!!!"
Schiller threw the phone to the farthest corner of the desk with a swish, kicked his legs, and the office chair took him to the corner farthest from the phone.
"The good doctor in your department gave the patient a prescription for intravenous chlorpromazine 5000ml!!!!! Does he want the patient to sleep until he dies?!!!!"
"Also!!! Stop occupying the computer in the operating room to write your medical records that are like fantasy novels!!!! Our four nurses squatted there and watched for half an hour and lost two forceps!!!!"
"And whoever dares to take the pen from the nursing department again will get out of the psychiatric department!!!!!"
"Hello? Hello? Head nurse... Head nurse... Madam!" Schiller held the phone and said to the other side: "I'm really sorry, Madam, I will definitely tell my colleagues to write prescriptions properly. Please ask the pharmacist.
Use the prescription rights in the agreement to change it. Yes, he probably meant to write 50ml and made a mistake. Yes, yes, I know..."
"We are already considering getting more computers. Well, we are not considering it. The computers are already on the way. Yes, they will arrive this afternoon."
Schiller waved wildly, and the intern doctor named Wei An immediately picked up his mobile phone to call the equipment dealer to place an order, and asked them to deliver it as soon as possible no matter how much travel expenses they added.
"As for pens, we still have a lot of pens in our department." Schiller started waving again, while Delis began to rummage in the drawer. When she found that there were none, 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. Delise went to look through it, and found a whole drawer of pens, and gave Schiller a thumbs up.
After explaining for a long time, Schiller finally hung up the phone. Schiller let out a long sigh, looked at everyone and said helplessly: "How many times have I told you not to mess with the head nurse? This lady is the one our dean paid a lot of money to get from Hopkins."
She was poached, and whether our department will be ranked among the top three in the nation this year will all depend on her."
"It seems quite promising." Wei An said, shrinking his neck.
"Okay, today it's the turn of another department for ward rounds, so another teacher and I will give you a lecture. We mainly talk about the process of clinical psychology in responding to emergencies, mainly about the practical procedures.
Some problems encountered.”
"Of course, I know you have heard it. The main reason is that there are two new junior brothers, and you are not able to deal with these problems perfectly, so we will 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, fifteen or sixteen desks could be placed against the three walls.
There are also surrounding workstations, so it is not a problem to accommodate forty or fifty people working at the same time.
Now all the intern doctors came to the front with stools, those holding pens took pens, and those holding tape recorders took tape recorders. Charles felt that he could remember it, so he didn't take anything.
To be honest, he was very interested in this course because Charles at this age had not yet been a psychiatrist. He had just finished reading and had no idea how ordinary psychiatry worked.
"First of all, we have 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, go out on your own.
When we open a clinic, we are psychiatrists, and we diagnose and treat illnesses just like other physicians."
Charles couldn't understand. He turned to look at David and found that David was the same, so he directly raised his question and said: "What is the difference between these two departments? Aren't they both helping patients solve their psychological problems?"
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"Of course it's different. We are specialist doctors. Just like ophthalmology and dentistry, 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 this, but you will soon encounter it in your future work..."
