Chapter 2350

"I'm very sorry, maybe it scared you a bit, but there was indeed a problem with Lila. This morning she called and said that our dog might have swallowed a large amount of anti-inflammatory drugs. I rushed back in a hurry, only to find that nothing happened."

"What exactly happened?" Ben Parker asked.

Oakes sighed, a trace of sorrow appeared between his brows, and he said, "You also know that Lila had a small tumor before, and the nature was a bit strange, so she was transferred to Presbyterian Hospital."

"But didn't she recover?"

"Yes, she recovered very well after the surgery, and with the healing potion, she was almost completely fine. We decided to be discharged."

"On the way back, Lila told me that she had to go home quickly to give away the large amount of anti-inflammatory drugs she had purchased, because she was cured and wouldn't need them in the short term. It might be a waste if they expired. These medicines are not cheap."

"Oh, I forgot to say, Lila is the kind of person who is a bit superstitious about antibiotics. She feels that all discomfort is caused by inflammation in the body, so if there is any discomfort, she takes antibiotics first."

"She had a tumor in her uterus, which must have been uncomfortable. Before going to the hospital, she must have bought a large amount of anti-inflammatory drugs. But when we drove back home, Lila searched through boxes and cabinets for several hours, but couldn't find the medicine she bought."

"At that time, I was in a hurry to come back for the shift and didn't accompany her to look for it. As a result, she searched for a whole night, and called me crying in the morning, saying that those anti-inflammatory drugs might have been eaten by the dog."

"I was also a bit unsure, because she was in a bad mood during her hospitalization, and I took both cats over, but because the hospital didn't allow large dogs to enter, I didn't take our dog. It might have dug out the medicine and swallowed it when both of us were not there."

"Although we didn't see any abnormalities in the dog, we decided to take it for a check-up, and the check-up took a whole morning."

"It's not that the check-up is difficult to do, it's just taking a film of the stomach, but the first hospital said it was fine after taking the film, Lila didn't believe it, and went to the second, third..."

"In the end, all veterinarians said that if the dog ate such a large amount of anti-inflammatory drugs, it is impossible to have no reaction at all. Lila had a big argument with the last veterinarian and even provoked the security guard. We were kicked out. She cried for a long time in the car, and I comforted her for a long time, so I came back now."

"After going home, I also accompanied her to look for it, but we didn't find it either. Lila felt she was crazy, and I don't know what's going on, but I must come back."

"After seven or eight months of not working and bearing high medical expenses, our savings have bottomed out. Today, missing one shift means missing one salary. If this continues, we really can't pay off the credit card."

Ben Parker hesitated a bit, but after struggling for a while, he still said, "Have you taken Lila to see a psychiatrist? She sounds like she has symptoms of anxiety."

"Lila is actually seeing a psychologist. She has primary anxiety, but the symptoms are actually not serious. She just occasionally repeats thinking about whether she brought the keys. Her personality used to be very cheerful, and she rarely struggled with anything for a long time."

"But ever since she came back from the hospital, she has been acting a bit neurotic. Last night she kept telling me that she felt this world was unreal, and she also listed various suspicious points to me. Then she might have a precursor to schizophrenia."

"What did she say?" Ben Parker asked with some curiosity.

"Actually, I'm also a bit strange," Oakes drank a cup of tea and said. "When Lila first felt uncomfortable, we went to the community hospital for a check-up and found uterine fibroids, and then transferred to Presbyterian Hospital because a tumor was found during the surgery."

"That tumor had some problems, the doctor told us a lot, but it was too professional, we didn't remember it. But since there is a problem, there must be many consultations, repeated research and investigation, and then surgery. This must leave a lot of images and record materials."

"Yesterday Lila called the hospital, wanting to retrieve these materials. This is normal, right? It doesn't involve any secrets. After all, Lila is the patient herself, not someone else."

"But she called many departments, and no one could provide this information. The doctors and nurses kept shirking responsibility, and even the chief surgeon couldn't be found."

"Did you call the insurance company?" Ben Parker asked.

"Of course, I called them on the way here, but they also answered vaguely and couldn't answer any questions. I can't blame them either. After all, we were economically tight before, and the insurance amount we bought was not very high. It is normal that they are not so professional."

Ben Parker frowned and said, "I think you really should care about your wife's mental health. Have you considered finding a psychologist for her?"

Oakes showed an awkward expression again. He stammered for a long time before saying, "The psychologist Lila originally saw raised the price, and raised it a lot, almost doubling it. We only found out when we called to ask him. Now psychologists are in short supply, his patients are full, and he can only reduce the number by price."

"Our insurance amount is not high, some medications are not included, the bill is very high, and I bought a lot of nutritional supplements. We don't have that much money to see a psychologist with expensive consultation fees."

Ben Parker sighed and said, "Then for the next few days, I'll arrange a few more shifts for you. The track maintenance system should need people. Do you have similar experience?"

"I don't, but I'm willing to try." Oakes paused, then looked at Ben Parker and asked, "By the way, Chief, have you heard of that Star Core Project?"

"Are you talking about going to work at the Star Core Space Station?" Ben Parker looked at Oakes and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes," Oakes nodded. "I know that leaving Lila to work so far away at this time is very bad for her, but not having money to pay bills and not being able to afford a doctor is worse for her. If this drags on, bigger problems will arise."

"Although her body has recovered, she still needs a period of recuperation and can't go back to work so quickly. Now I am the only one who can earn money. I hope to earn more. I heard that the salary for working at the space station is good."

"Yes, the salary is quite high. If you finish a round of work at one time, not only can it fully cover your medical bills and credit cards, but even seeing a psychologist is more than enough. The only problem is that it is a bit far and has certain risks."

"It's fine," Oakes rubbed his hands, grinned, and said, "Two months only, there is a signal on the space station, right?"

"Of course, communication with the ground is not affected, but you have to think clearly, leaving is not allowed during the closed cycle. If there is any emergency, you can't come back if the portal is not activated, and the portal permission is very hard to approve, so..."

"Lila has a big family," Oakes said. "Her mother heard about her situation and has rushed over from Texas. She will pick her up soon, and she will get better care on the farm."

"Oh, she is a Texas girl."

"Yes, so I said her personality is quite cheerful, I'm not lying. Honestly, she restrained herself a bit after marriage. When we were dating, that was really..."

The two laughed together. Ben Parker stood up and said, "I'll give you the recruitment plan flyer first, you can call the number on it and ask. I think it's very simple for you to pass the review with your qualifications and experience. By then, maybe we can set off together."

"Oh, are you going too?" Oakes looked even happier. He said, "I was worried that I would be at a loss without an experienced master to take us up. This is great."

"I can't be considered experienced either, I haven't been transferred here for long. The work at the space station should be completely different from below. We have to learn together by then."

After Ben Parker left, Oakes picked up the phone, dialed the number, and said to the other side, "Yes, dear, I'm ready to apply. Don't worry, I'll go to space to help you check. There are definitely no aliens invading Earth, and your memory hasn't been modified. Don't worry too much. Okay, goodbye."

In Dr. Schiller's office in the psychiatry department of Presbyterian Hospital, Peter opened the cookie box and showed the cookies Aunt May baked to Schiller. There were 5 shapes of cookies in a small box, looking like they had different flavors, and they hadn't even completely cooled down, smelling fragrant.

Schiller took out his treasured tea leaves and brewed a cup of more fragrant tea. The two drank tea and ate cookies while chatting.

"My uncle plans to work on the space station," Peter still brought up this matter first. "What do you think? Doctor."

"Is it the Star Core Station? I think it's quite good. That station was just built, the facilities are relatively new, the conditions are very good, and there are technical personnel from various countries, which can conduct international exchanges and is very good for career development."

"Yes, but in fact, what I worry about most is the safety issue," Peter sighed and said. "My uncle is good everywhere, but he is an ordinary person. Ordinary people are too fragile. Three days ago, someone in our laboratory had a big hole blown in his palm due to improper operation, and he bled a lot."

"Yes, the bodies of ordinary people are too fragile," Schiller did not deny this point. He said, "In fact, their spirits are even more fragile than their bodies. If you go around the inpatient department of psychiatry, you will understand this point."

"But you have to admit that the prosperous society we have now is all created by ordinary people. If they only have the attribute of fragility, how could they create such a miracle?"

Peter's brows gradually relaxed. He said, "You are right, Doctor. When I went to visit that colleague who was blown up, he said he knew there were risks in doing experiments and knew that such a day would come, but he still chose to enter the laboratory."

"But in fact, when he was injured, he was in great pain and cried loudly, as if he was about to go crazy. But when he received treatment, even before the wound was completely healed, he said he was fine and forgot about those pains very quickly."

"Because there are more things worth thinking about than pain," Schiller put his hands on the table and said. "This is the advantage of the evolved brain. Thinking is the best medicine to heal pain, good at comforting oneself in all situations, and justifying oneself."

After Peter left, David came in. This was a visitor who did not exceed Schiller's expectations. He knew David would come sooner or later.

"Hello," Schiller smiled at him and said, "Want to talk about mutants?"

"I can't read your mind," David looked at him and said. "This shows that you are not an ordinary person."

"I am, but I am a mental patient. Mental illness patients can usually restrain mind readers because there is really no rational thinking in their brains."

"I saw many of you. Are you also a patient with dissociative identity disorder?"

"Of course not."

Contrary to David's expectations, Schiller denied it. David narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Schiller spread his hands and said.

"I am much sicker than you."