Chapter 2344: Mind Assault (Part VIII)

The sudden knock on the door attracted the attention of the three people. Schiller was stunned, and then he remembered. He opened his mouth and said, "Find a place to sit first. I'll look at your files later. We have a group meeting today, and it just happens to be a welcome meeting."

Charles looked down at his watch. It's 10 pm now. Which good person holds a group meeting at 10 pm?

Many people came in. The first few looked like interns Schiller brought, and the ones behind should be the teaching teachers of the department.

"Please sit down, everyone." Schiller moved a chair to the front of the desk. The first two senior brothers and one senior sister moved stools from the side for everyone to sit. Some teaching teachers were taking off their coats, some were looking for pens, and some went to the water dispenser to pick up water for their water cups.

Charles noticed that one person looked out of place in the room. It was a middle-aged man with blond hair. His skin was rough due to wind and sun, and he didn't look like a doctor sitting in an office.

"Thank you very much for coming." Schiller blew the hot water in the water cup and said, "The group meeting organized today is mainly to introduce new members of our department to everyone."

"The time is indeed a bit late, but several teachers and I have lectures early tomorrow morning. You can have a good rest, and just hand in the internship records of the previous day to me before 11 am tomorrow."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Tomorrow they could finally sleep in, although it was just thinking about it. Most of them would still sit up with their eyes wide open at 6 o'clock in the morning due to their biological clocks, and then crawl to the library to review.

"Let's introduce the new teacher first. Everyone can call him Mela." Charles noticed that Schiller's eyes were falling on the middle-aged man who looked a bit out of place.

Several senior brothers and sisters stood up to shake hands and greet him. At the moment of shaking hands, Charles subconsciously looked at Mela's memory, and Mela frowned deeply.

"Please don't be so rude." Schiller's voice rang in Charles's ear. He said, "Charles, this world is much broader than you think. You are not as unique as you think."

Charles knew Schiller was reminding himself tactfully that Mela might also be a psychic.

Good heavens, he hadn't seen a psychic other than himself in the 16 years he had lived, and he had seen several in one day since coming to this universe.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Charles expressed his apology to Mela.

He found that the senior brothers and sisters behind him were whispering, but Mela showed him an honest smile, shook his head to indicate it was okay, and said nothing.

"Dr. Mela comes from the Himalayan Monastery. He used to be a monk. Because he learned that the situation in New York was not good, he was invited by Dr. Stephen Strange to go there for medical support."

It sounds really strange, because usually it is they who go to the Mount Ximalaya for medical support, but if it is in this aspect of psychology, it is really hard to say who supports whom. Monks who can practice near the Mount Ximalaya are all ruthless people.

"Hello everyone. I haven't been a professional psychiatrist for long, and there are still many things to learn. However, if you are interested in the Mount Ximalaya, you can also come to me."

Mela nodded and sat down. Next, 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 and he has considerable scientific research potential."

Everyone looked sideways. Charles nodded modestly and said, "I still have a lot to learn."

"This is David. He also specializes in clinical psychology and just transferred from Paris. He might be a bit unaccustomed. Everyone should help him more."

After all were introduced, Schiller said, "Since there are newcomers, I will repeat it again. This department of ours is a department that combines clinical medical treatment with scientific research. The main direction 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 so is Delis."

A man and a woman, both wearing glasses and looking gentle, stood up and nodded to everyone. The female intern pushed her glasses and said, "If you receive a call for help from a critically ill patient, please call us. We are always there."

"And today we have a new topic." Schiller looked at Charles and said, "What Charles and David are studying is the unification of brain science, psychological science, and psychiatric science."

Exclamations suddenly broke out in the room. This is a big topic. Let alone really researching anything, even if they can publish one or two papers that are truly substantive on this topic, they can be called psychology experts.

But thinking that Charles is a teenage genius who graduated from Harvard at 16, it is normal to have such ambitions.

"I don't have strict requirements for everyone's attendance. If you have good learning and exchange opportunities, tell me, and I will approve your leave. Now several of your senior brothers are on business trips for exchange, and I will introduce you to them when they come back."

"For some reason, our department has the most funding. You can keep your manuscript fees yourself. Of course, if some experiments need money, just send me a funding approval email. If there are no accidents, they will all be passed."

"Okay, that's it. Everyone study by yourself 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 gave him the key yesterday, so he had to come over to open the door.

The one who arrived almost as early as him was David. After the two met, David was silent, and Charles seemed to be a bit unable to let go of the conflict yesterday, so he drank coffee and ate breakfast in silence.

In the morning, Schiller came back to take a report and left quickly. Then the teaching teachers also came back to take things, and then hurried to see patients. The senior brothers and sisters came very late, basically stepping on the point. After arriving, they buried their heads in doing their own things.

Schiller walked in with the delivery man, but others were not surprised at all. 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 actually a meal from a chain Western restaurant he liked very much, which was much better than the sandwiches and burgers in the cafeteria.

He saw David frowning at the onions inside, and 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, give them to me."

David looked at him again, moved his eyes away, and silently cut the bread.

After eating, Schiller waved his hand and began to arrange tasks. As soon as he waved his hand, the phone in front of him rang.

After Schiller picked it up, a deafening roar came from inside, "Dr. Schiller!!!!!!!!"

Schiller threw the phone into the farthest corner of the office desk with a swish, and kicked his chair to the farthest corner from the phone.

"A good doctor in your department prescribed a prescription for 5000ml of chlorpromazine static push!!!!!! Does he want the patient to sleep to death?!!!!"

"And!!! Don't use the computer in the operating room to write your medical records like fantasy novels anymore!!!! Our four nurses squatted there for half an hour and lost two tweezers!!!!"

"And, whoever dares to take the pen from the nursing department again, get out of the psychiatry department!!!!!"

"Hello? Hello? Head nurse... Head nurse... ma'am!" Schiller held the phone and said to the other side, "I'm really sorry, ma'am. I will definitely urge my colleagues to prescribe prescriptions properly. Please ask the pharmacist to change it with the agreement prescription right. Yes, he should have wanted to write 50ml and wrote it wrong. Yes, yes, I know..."

"We are already considering equipping more computers. Uh, no, we are considering, the computers are already on the way. Yes, they should arrive this afternoon."

Schiller waved his hands frantically, and the intern doctor named Wei'an immediately picked up his mobile phone to place an order, and requested that no matter how much the road fee was added, they must be sent as soon as possible.

"As for the pen, there are still many in our department." Schiller waved his hands again, and Delis began to search in the drawer, found nothing, shook her head, and spread her hands.

Charles saw David snap his fingers, and then he pointed to the drawer in the corner. Delis went to search and actually found a whole drawer of pens, giving Schiller a thumbs up.

After explaining for a long time, the phone was finally hung up. Schiller sighed and looked at everyone helplessly, "How many times have I said, don't provoke the head nurse. This lady was dug from Hopkins by our dean at a high price. Whether our department's national ranking can enter the top three this year depends on her."

"It seems quite hopeful." Wei'an shrank his neck and said.

"Okay, it's another department's turn to do rounds today, so another teacher and I will give you a lecture. What we are talking about is mainly the process of clinical psychology in responding to sudden events, mainly some problems encountered in actual operation."

"Of course, I know you have heard it, mainly because there are two new junior brothers, and you can't perfectly respond to these problems, so let's review it today."

Schiller moved a chair and sat in front of the office desk. Their office is very large. In addition to that long and large office desk of Schiller, there are 15 or 16 office desks against the three walls, and there are surrounding workstations in the middle. It is no problem to accommodate 40 or 50 people to work at the same time.

Now the intern doctors have moved stools to the front, taking pens, taking recorders. Charles felt that he could remember it, so he didn't take anything.

To be honest, he is very interested in this course, because Charles at this age hasn't been a psychologist. He just finished reading books and doesn't know how ordinary psychiatry works.

"First of all, we must distinguish between the psychological department and the psychiatry department." Schiller raised the pen held 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 internal medicine doctors."

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, "May I ask what is the difference between these two departments? Isn't it all helping patients solve psychological problems?"

"Of course it's different. We are specialist doctors, just like ophthalmology and dentistry, possessing extremely high independence. We have a cooperative relationship with other departments, not a service relationship. This point is significantly different from the psychological department."

"You might not understand this, but you will soon encounter it in your future work..."

Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling! ===== CHAPTER 2345 =====