Chapter 2353: Psychic Assault (Part 17)

Unfortunately, Jarvis's words came true. Before the sky was dark, Pepper brought Stark in by the neck.

Pepper looked in good spirits, in fact, a bit too good. Xilei looked up and down at this lady and found that she looked ten years younger, with thick hair and a ruddy complexion, while Stark next to her had two dark circles under his eyes, looking like he had been stealing at night.

Not caring at all that this was the psychiatry department of Presbyterian Hospital, not Xilei's small clinic, Pepper started her narration as usual.

Actually, there was nothing hard to understand. Since discovering Pepper was sick, Stark had reached the point where if a cockroach on the side of the road kicked its leg, he would have someone check the floor quality three times. Simply put, anxious to the point of explosion.

Reasonably speaking, Stark, who had seen all kinds of scenery, wouldn't have fallen ill because of this, but after Earth's technology entered the explosion period, Stark was never idle for a moment, and it was common for him to work for hundreds of hours with a magic core inserted.

If it were like before, just burying his head in the lab, it wouldn't be anything to him, but as everyone knows, when a stall gets big, all kinds of troubles come. In scientific research, what consumes people's energy most is not the research itself, but solving all troubles so that he can focus on scientific research.

Stark fell into this state. He urgently solved all external troubles so that he could return to the lab, but the position he was in now destined that those troubles would never be solved.

Today this country and that country are fighting for patent rights, tomorrow that country's satellite occupies other countries' paths, and the next day the technology published in the implementation process has problems.

If he was ruthless, Stark could of course ignore them all, but the problem was that he was a perfectionist. Once it involved various technologies, he had to go and see.

But many times technology was just an excuse. People just wanted him to break the lawsuit, or simply just to prove their correctness.

After the Third Industrial Revolution, although countries were superficially harmonious and generally united, humans were like this. There were quite a few small frictions in secret.

Although later the mediation of international relations was handed over to Captain America, and the Howard couple kept running around, mediating, it was barely dealt with.

But soon humans took a big step toward the interstellar era, and things in interstellar society were even more unclear. Through Asgard, humans began to trade technology with some civilizations in the middle stage of development. Fearing that humans would suffer, Stark had to keep an eye on it all the time, not giving an inch when bargaining.

While paying attention to the international situation, while keeping an eye on experiments, and having to leave an eye on interstellar society, all things were major events related to life and death, all things could affect the future path of humanity, and every perfectionist with this encounter had the risk of working himself to death.

So when Pepper's body also had problems, the pressure accumulated by overwork completely erupted, and Stark's anxiety began to erupt uncontrollably, and as always, he refused to take medicine.

"I'm not sick, I'm just a bit tired, I'll be fine after a rest." Stark straightened his suit collar and said.

"But the psychological assessment system of the mecha you built yourself has been alarming for two weeks." Pepper's rebuttal was well-founded. "Are you trying to say that the psychological assessment system you wrote has a problem?"

Stark was choked. He said stiffly: "How is that possible? The system I wrote has no problem, maybe the alarm is broken."

"Stop, ladies and gentlemen." Xilei tapped the table with the end of his pen and said: "I know you are very anxious, but don't be anxious yet, because there will be things for you to be anxious about later."

But the two completely ignored Xilei. They started arguing on their own, and thought that what Xilei said now was nothing more than those comforting words for patients with anxiety.

Xilei cleared his throat and said: "There is a super ticking time bomb wandering in our hospital now. If it explodes, not only Earth, but about half of the galaxy will be blown away, and the universe may also be restarted."

The two finally quieted down and stared at Xilei with wide eyes.

"Want to sit down and listen now?"

The two hurriedly gathered at the table. Stark said: "Tell me, this is just something you made up to attract our attention."

"Of course not. Didn't Professor X tell you? He has a son, a super Omega mutant, with more than 200 Omega personalities in his brain, and it is still continuously increasing, and he is a psychiatric patient who cannot control himself."

Stark gasped.

From Professor X and Magneto, one could know how powerful an Omega-level mutant was. Now it was not one, but more than 200, and more importantly, the other party was a lunatic. If this lost control, everyone wouldn't need to be anxious anymore.

"Where did he pop out from?" Stark asked suspiciously.

"You have to ask Professor X about this, but this is not the point now. If you have confidence in your psychological assessment system, then take this." Xilei handed the photocopied medical record to Stark and said: "Analyze it, and then think of a way to see if my psychic assault plan is feasible."

Stark took the medical record with suspicion. The more he looked, the deeper his brows furrowed. He looked at the medical record, looked at Xilei, and then looked at the medical record, finally looking at Xilei and saying: "Are you sure he is Professor X's son?"

"Of course, I know what you are thinking, but from a pathological point of view, we are completely two symptoms, diametrically opposite."

"Fine, I don't understand those, but what measures do you think we should take?" Stark thought for a while and said: "If the explosion power can really reach the cosmic level, it's better to be careful."

"Don't worry, I have full confidence that he won't explode, and there are other ways if he does." Xilei touched his chin and said: "The problem is we can't let him be in a state of being ready to explode at any time, so we need to give him a comprehensive brain check."

"Use my equipment?"

"Yes, those pieces of equipment of yours really shouldn't be delayed on checking uterine fibroids that are not even the size of a fingernail, and by the way, I reserve my opinion on that being uterine fibroids."

"What did I say!!" Pepper raised her voice, staring at Stark and said: "The most professional doctor in the universe said so! I said it will be fine by itself, as long as you stop bothering me!!!"

"But he is a psychological..."

"Then I'll go find another most professional doctor!"

Stark looked helplessly at Pepper's back as she walked away. Xilei laughed in a low voice and said: "Although I am a psychiatrist, I must also emphasize to you that the role of psychological factors in the healing of diseases has always been underestimated. Such tumors can completely disappear by themselves under the circumstances of quiet cultivation and good mood."

Stark tilted his head and threw himself into the sofa, hugging his arms and not speaking. Xilei laughed in a low voice and said: "Understand now how uncomfortable work withdrawal anxiety is?"

"You damn, insidious psychiatrist, you actually dared to write on my psychological assessment report that I am not suitable for work!" Stark muttered: "It's like saying I'm crazy, or my IQ has dropped, it's simply unreasonable..."

"Relax, this is a typical symptom. When you suddenly withdraw from busy work, you will doubt whether the work without you will go wrong at any time, and you will doubt whether the Earth really doesn't turn without you. In fact, it is not the case."

"That's only for ordinary people." Stark stared at Xilei with unkind eyes and said: "I am very sure that the Earth really doesn't turn without me."

"I'm afraid I have to finish the thing in my hand before I can give you a rehabilitation report." Xilei shrugged and said: "And it has to pass the audit of the Glory Alliance. I think our Hand of God stands on my side."

"And because of your questioning of his professional problems, he will also use his professional experience to hit you hard, making you unable to get a single vote. This time you can't use money to buy him."

"You damn, insidious doctors..."

Soon Pepper walked in angrily. Following her was Professor X, who hadn't taken off his surgical gown. He walked in and said sarcastically: "Madam, I'm afraid the medical idiot beside you is the culprit of the small structure in your uterus, and the other culprit is God."

"What do you mean?" Stark jumped up.

"I mean, some people think that the most normal natural evolution result that may be caused by aging and hormonal changes is a disease heavier than cancer. Of course, no matter how heavy it is, it can't be heavier than his anti-intellectual and anti-modern medicineism."

Pepper grabbed Stark, who was about to rush up, and pasted the examination sheet on his face and said: "Go on vacation, otherwise I will unite the board of directors to fire you!"

"How could the board of directors..."

"There are your parents on the board of directors, Tony Stark! Don't force me to use the last resort of complaining!"

Stark suddenly collapsed, stretched out his hands and said: "Fine, fine, ceasefire agreement, baby."

Pepper rolled her eyes and walked out of the office with big strides.

Stark spread his hands to Professor X and Xilei, and the expression on his face was that you are satisfied now.

Xilei put the pen and notebook on the desk and said: "It's almost off work, go for a drink?"

"I still have surgery." Professor X remained unmoved.

"Yes, you have been performing surgery for more than 50 hours in a row. I am suggesting that the hospital charge overnight rent for every inch of space on the operating room floor, including dirty laundry baskets, dryers, and even trays for tweezers."

"No way, they will lose all neurosurgeons."

"If you don't go, I will mark an X on the psychological assessment."

"Despicable psychiatrist."

When the three of them walked to the end of the corridor, the carpet laid by the sunset rolled in from the window. Busy doctors, nurses, patients, and families were like fallen leaves drifting past them. In this always busy crowd, they obtained a moment of leisure by stepping on the tail of autumn.

At the same time, Professor X, who was walking in the hospital corridor, found that he had turned in the wrong direction. At this time, it was almost dark.

Professor X thought about it and felt that it was not worth turning back. It was not impossible to walk back from here, so he boldly walked towards this corridor.

The next second, with a swish, his figure disappeared from the corridor. ===== CHAPTER 2354 =====