The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Oh, really? Is that what he said? Schiller said while feeling emotional, Strange on the opposite side was already eager to grab the phone, but Schiller said unhurriedly: Yes Ah, this is already the highest evaluation a father can give his son...

After Schiller finished speaking, Strange's eyes turned red instantly, and then Schiller asked another question: In this case, why didn't old Mr. Strange choose to contact him? Where's the son?

Okay, I see, thank you. Schiller lowered his head again, and then confirmed some things about the condition with the doctor again, then hung up the phone, he put the phone aside, and looked up at Ster Lankey, and Strange looked even more haggard.

Schiller put his hands on the table, looked at the content in his notebook, and said, Your father had obvious symptoms of dyspnea about three years ago, which means that at this time, his lungs Functionality has begun to degenerate.”

You said it was because he smoked, but this doctor has a different opinion. Old Strange has been to him for treatment many times, and he has quite a say in this.

Your father has always had bronchitis, hasn't he? Schiller looked at Strange and asked.

Strange nodded in dismay and said: Well, when I was young, he often coughed. At that time, our rooms were a little close. He coughed in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep. One semester, my grades dropped. A lot, and later, he moved to the small room on the side of the warehouse to sleep.

Bronchitis is usually accompanied by a certain degree of lung infection. It should be that after his bronchitis recurred during a certain season, the lung infection was relatively serious, and he was not treated in time, resulting in lung function damage.

Of course, what you said about smoking also has a certain influence. According to the doctor, old Mr. Strange is a long-term smoker, but according to what you said, did he start smoking after your mother died?

Strange sighed and said, Originally he also smoked, but he rarely smoked. He is just an ordinary Philadelphia farmer. Like all the farmers there, he likes to have a cigarette while doing farm work.

But since my mother passed away, he started to get worse and smoked a lot every day, which is why I don't want to go home. I hate the smell of cigarettes. It makes my clothes stick to it and can't be washed off. The smell, I can't bring this smell into the operating room...

Strange kept using some intensified words to express his feelings. Schiller simply comforted him, and then said: His current lung symptoms are not only due to his bad habits, but may also be limited by local conditions. people's perceptions, and medical conditions.

I told him a long time ago, let him come to New York, Victor... oh, that's my brother, he runs wild in the fields all day, doesn't study hard, and Eugene doesn't care about him, let him mess around Come!

I also talked to him about it, but after a few words, he said that I was a noble New Yorker, and I should get out of Philadelphia and never come back. He is such a stubborn and grumpy person...

Has he never been to New York? Schiller asked.

This is his first time here, if Victor and I hadn't forced him drunk and stuffed him into the car, he still wouldn't want to come! Strange took a deep breath and looked very helpless, he said: He's even coughing up blood, but he just doesn't want to come to the Presbyterian hospital. I really don't understand. What's going on? Doesn't he feel bad?!

Taking a deep breath, Strange calmed down for a while, then covered his face, and said in a choked voice: My mother passed away unexpectedly, he was greatly stimulated, not long after, Donna also passed away, and the two most important women in his life left him one after another...

Since then, he has become eccentric. When I was studying, I called him. He never asked about my studies. He chatted with me, and he would definitely talk about Donna in the end.

Strange lowered his eyes, grinned, showing his teeth on both sides, and said, I admit, part of the reason I don't want to go back is because he blamed me for Donna's death...

The two of us went swimming together, Donna was drowning, I... Strange's Adam's apple visibly moved up and down, his sobs caused the second half of his sentence to be swallowed back, but Schiller knew what he was going to say .

I know, Victor thinks the same way. Strange covered his face again and said, I know they don't want to see me, because I killed Donna, and Eugene is the same...

He would rather endure the pain of coughing up blood than come to me. He is dying, and he doesn't want to see me for the last time! Strange finally couldn't help it anymore, his arms were already shaking so much that he couldn't help it. Supporting his head, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Is that true? Schiller asked.

It was your father who told you that he didn't want to come to New York to find you because you killed Donna?

Of course he didn't say that. Strange closed his eyes in pain, and continued, But I know, that's what he meant.

Stephen, have you ever thought that these conjectures of yours are actually just your imaginations, and the facts may be completely different from what you thought. Schiller tapped the tabletop with the pen in his hand, calling Strange His consciousness was pulled back, and Strange looked at him, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

The problem between you and your father is communication. How long has it been since you communicated calmly? Schiller asked.

But Strange looked away, and said, About a year... No, maybe three years. We had a fight on the phone two years ago...

That is to say, in the past three years, every time you communicated, it ended in a quarrel. You couldn't understand each other's situation rationally, and you didn't know anything about each other's career and relationship?

Strange didn't want to admit it, but finally nodded, Schiller tapped forward with a signature pen, and said:

Many parents and children have a misunderstanding in communication. This is where parents often use coercion to establish their authority when their children are young. They always use orders and reprimands to urge their children to do things.

But in fact, parents have paid a lot of love behind the scenes, but the children only feel power, and they don't get the slightest sense of security from these loves. They only feel threats that are everywhere.

At the same time, they take their love for their children too much for granted, evaluate it too cheaply, and feel that it is unnecessary to say it.

I remember that you mentioned a small detail in your previous words. Because of bronchitis, your father often coughed in the middle of the night, which caused you to sleep badly and your grades dropped. Later, he moved to sleep in a small room on the side of the warehouse.

Did he tell you why he did it? Did you think about why he did it?

Or, he took it for granted that he sacrificed his living conditions in exchange for your sleep, and you don't understand at all, what did he sacrifice for you?

Strange's expression obviously paused, but he still said: Perhaps, he may not be because of me...

Children who grow up in this kind of family environment always like to reject other people's emotional contributions, because no one has ever expressed his love to you bluntly, so when others give you affection, you always Questioning, 'Maybe he wasn't necessarily looking at me either'.

Some parents always do too much and talk too little, with sharp mouths and tofu hearts, but this is actually not a good thing. They think their love is so cheap that they don't need to express it, and because you don't get it Over the outspoken expression of love, and constantly doubt yourself, no sense of security.

Strange felt that Schiller had hit something, but he couldn't organize his logical thinking to analyze what Schiller had said.

Your father's unwillingness to see you is just a result, but all the reasons you have summed up are actually your own conjectures. Schiller pointed out the key point that Strange would feel so troubled.

If you really want to know why your father doesn't want to see you, you can ask him, or he has formed a mindset and is unwilling to communicate with you, but you can go to your brother.

You mean...Victor? Strange showed a resisting expression, he said with some hesitation, Since Donna died, Victor has...well, I know, that's the reason, I haven't contacted him for three or four years.

You have to know, I'm the supreme mage, and I'm so busy developing interstellar space, I really don't have time to contact my family, I...

Seeing Schiller's calm gaze, Strange was completely speechless for the second half of his sentence, and finally, he said bitterly: Okay, I get it, when you're facing a psychiatrist, don't make excuses. .”

You and your father may have developed this communication pattern, and there is no way to change it easily, but maybe, there is still room for communication between you and your brother, you can talk to him and ask what is going on Something happened.

In the end, Strange left full of thoughts. Although he didn't say anything, he had already accepted Schiller's suggestion in his heart.

He really didn't want to face Eugene, that is, his father, but when he was young, he had a good relationship with Victor, even much better than his relationship with Donna.

It's just that later, Victor entered the rebellious period, loafing around on the farm every day, doing nothing, with poor grades, and didn't like to study. At that time, Strange was at the peak of his studies, and his mind was full of how to enter The best hospital in New York gradually had nothing to talk to him about.

After leaving the Arkham Sanatorium, Strange called Victor and learned that he was accompanying him in the hospital, so the two made an appointment in Strange's former office at the Presbyterian Hospital.

After becoming the supreme mage, Strange still did not let go of his career as a surgeon. He used the time gem to go back in time and did many things, but he was unwilling to use the time gem to go back to the operation process.

Even if he has countless opportunities, if the operation is not done well once, he can still do it a second time, but he is unwilling to give himself such a way out. He will develop a personality of perfectionism. In fact, it is because there is no way out in surgery.

After the two brothers met, they were relatively silent, because they both found that the other had changed too much.

From a rebellious country youth, Victor has become very similar to his father, and more like a mature farm owner. The wind and sun have made his skin a little rough, but his eyes and expression are like those of those experienced Like a Philadelphia farmer, he is full of energy.

And Strange, without the smug and proud attitude he had before, looked very embarrassed, his hands were still shaking, and he couldn't stop at all, he couldn't even hold the small paper cup handed over by the nurse, spilling half of a glass of water on He didn't have time to look at it either.

Stephen. Victor spoke first, and to Stephen's surprise, his younger brother's voice became a lot thicker, but still had the familiar Philadelphia accent.

How are you doing? Strange was polite, but Victor looked into his eyes and said, I know what you want to ask, Eugene doesn't want to see you, and he doesn't even let me come to see you. you.

You want to know why he would rather endure it by himself than come to New York, knowing that his eldest son is the best surgeon, and he is unwilling to contact you to find someone to operate on him... Victor said a series of words, and Strange looked at him too.

Stephen, do you know? When you came back for the first time after going to New York to study in college, we were all shocked. You became very different. Victor pursed his lips and said, We don't seem to know you anymore .”

You don't have an accent, you don't wear plaid shirts, but white shirts, and you have a very beautiful formal suit, which you said was given to you by your tutor, you can write cursive English, and you can understand novels. The names of the drugs pasted on the walls of the town hospital are simply not something farmers like us can do.

Dad was surprised, but actually, he was very happy, you remember? He invited his farmer friends over to his house, and wanted them to meet you, a top NYU medical student.

But that day, what did you say you were working on... your paper? You left without saying a few words. In fact, we can all see that you don't want to talk to us. You feel that you have nothing to talk about with us who do rough work.

Strange on the opposite side had already covered his face, and he said again in a hoarse and choked voice: No, stop talking, I just... I just...

He took a deep breath and said, Well, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't be perfunctory to you, I shouldn't behave differently from you, I should be more enthusiastic, it's all my fault...

But at this moment, Victor shook his head and said, No, Eugene and I both know that it's not easy for you. It's really hard for a young man in a small town to make a name for himself in New York, especially since his family can't give you anything. With any support provided...

Strange froze.