Chapter 148: Occasionally Cure, Often Help, Always Comfort

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

New York City, Mark Psychological Clinic.

On the wall hung a famous medical quote: Occasionally cure, often help, always comfort.

In the clinic, Natasha and Jane sat together in the family area, flipping through the newspapers and magazines on the shelf next to them.

"Please have Thor's family come in," Betty, dressed in a nurse's uniform, called out toward the outside.

"Okay, coming." Jane put down the things and stood up, passing by Natasha's side, her gaze lingering briefly on a man next to Natasha.

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This man was wearing clothes that had been out of style for a long time, lying on the sofa with his head tilted back, his face covered by a magazine, not knowing what he was thinking.

Entering the treatment room, Jane saw Thor sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, looking very impatient.

"Please follow me."

After Jane entered, Betty led Thor out of the treatment room.

"Doctor... his situation should be fine, right..." Jane asked cautiously. This was a psychological clinic with a very high rating she had found. If even the doctor here couldn't help Thor, Jane didn't know what to do.

"Not bad, just a bit arrogant, willful, selfish, irresponsible, and has serious misunderstandings about the operation of society and relationships between humans..." Mark recited word by word.

This could still be called not bad?! Jane was stunned. If she didn't know this kind of person, she would stay far away just hearing about him.

Looking at Jane's appearance, Mark put down the report in his hand and said to her very seriously, "I'm not being sarcastic. At least he doesn't have depression, no self-destructive tendencies, no antisocial personality, no violence... this one is a little bit, but not serious."

"Then Doctor, how does he need to be treated? Take medicine?" Jane continued to ask.

"No, he is like a prince locked in a castle now. He just needs to tear down this castle he built himself. And in the conversation just now, he kept asking me how to see through his brother Loki through psychology. From this point of view, at least he is willing to communicate with people," Mark said, handing the report in his hand to Jane.

The report wrote the suggested treatment method—a normal service-oriented job.

Jane suddenly raised her head. After saying a bunch of problems just now, it could be solved just by finding a job?

"It's that simple. A suitable job can quickly alleviate or even directly cure his problems. On the contrary, his brother Loki's problem sounds a bit serious from his mouth. When will you bring him to see me?" Mark said with a smile.

"... Doctor, you're serious, right?" Jane looked at Mark with slight suspicion.

"Just joking. His brother's business is not my concern for now, but the treatment plan is indeed this," Mark said, taking out a bill from the side. "In addition, I can give you a suggestion: let him pay you back the money for this bill."

"Eh? Why not let him pay directly?" Jane said, glancing at the bill. "So expensive!"

At this time, Mark said indifferently, "Because from my understanding, he shouldn't be able to afford it currently."

Jane sighed. Indeed, Thor didn't have a penny on him, so she could only pay first. But fortunately, S. H. I. E. L. D.'s compensation had come down, and the amount was not small—500,000 US dollars. Paying a medical bill was just a small problem.

"Doctor, is there anything else to focus on?" Jane asked after taking out her credit card.

"Yes, you." Mark began to tell Jane what she should do and what she shouldn't do during Thor's treatment.

At the same time, in the waiting room, the bored Steve Rogers took the newspaper off his face and turned to look at Natasha next to him. "I think I'm just a bit too out of touch with the times, unaccustomed, I don't need to see a psychologist, right?"

"If you hadn't gone up and punched a child who was insulting soldiers, I would agree with your opinion," Natasha replied indifferently.

"That's what he deserved! Someone who protected this country with blood, and he can insult them groundlessly?!" Rogers was furious.

"That's his freedom," Natasha said casually.

"This is also called freedom? Then don't I have the freedom to take action?" Rogers asked back.

Natasha glanced at Rogers and sighed. "Do you know who you hit?"

"Who? Some rich kid?" Rogers continued, the expression on his face telling Natasha he didn't care.

"No, this person is a foreign immigrant, his parents are Haitian, he has Mexican and Indian ancestry. In addition, he is a minor and suffers from gender dysphoria, believing himself to be female..."

"What? But he was clearly wearing men's clothes, and he was referred to as 'he' the whole time!" Rogers was stunned.

Natasha glanced at him and continued, "Besides gender dysphoria, he is a cross-dresser, a vegetarian, but suffers from pica, is an environmentalist, and there are some I didn't even remember fully. This kind of person, even the President wouldn't dare to provoke."

"Okay, I really should see a psychologist. I can't understand this world." Rogers leaned back, his mind full of: I fought so hard back then just to end up with this?

"By the way, doesn't S. H. I. E. L. D. have psychologists? Why do we have to come out to find one?" Rogers asked.

Eh~ Natasha sighed. "The situation in the bureau is very complex now. Nick Fury told me he suspects there are still lurkers inside, but Pierce publicly stated that all undercover agents have been cleared. Now the atmosphere between the two sides is strange."

"Oh, I was wondering why our two labs were closed at the same time. Is Pierce planning to audit the accounts?" Rogers leaned on the sofa and asked. He had seen this routine decades ago.

Natasha nodded. "Nick Fury said, audit if you want, start from the beginning. He has kept all financial data from when Pierce was in office."

"Didn't you say their relationship had always been quite good? How did it suddenly deteriorate?" Rogers thought for a moment and asked.

"Because of a global arrest warrant, Pierce refused to sign it, and Nick Fury insisted that one cannot bury one's head in the sand. Things became like this." Natasha rubbed her temples. Regarding the arrest warrant alone, she personally supported Nick Fury.

"Eh eh, then you say, does Nick Fury have any major economic problems?" Rogers asked curiously.

"See the girl who just went in? Because of some things, she will get a compensation from the bureau. The higher-ups approved a limit of 10 million, because it involved a special alien crown prince, which can also be considered her hush money." Natasha was talking about Jane. "How much do you think she can get?"

"Hmm... half, 5 million." Rogers held up five fingers and said.

Natasha smiled slightly, her golden hair flicking. "I estimate that according to practice, it might be 1 million, one-tenth."

"So dark..." Rogers couldn't help but sigh. ===== CHAPTER 149 =====