“…… I read your physical examination report, there is nothing wrong with the physiological data, you said, you have some migraines recently, this may be caused by mental stress, have you encountered any troubles recently? ”

Schiller held a physical examination report in his hand, pushed his glasses, looked at Steve opposite and asked, Steve looked a little restrained when he sat on the chair in the psychiatric office, he put his elbows on the table and said, "Yes, I've been a little nervous lately, it's just ......"

Seeing Steve's stumbling appearance, Schiller smiled and said, "I guess, you should have met a beautiful female agent at S.H.I.E.L.D., and then you two ......"

"No, that's not the case." Steve immediately denied it, saying, "We've only met once in a café, and we've known each other for less than a week, so we can't talk about it at all...... Can't talk about ......."

"You know what? From the moment you walked in, I guessed that our famous Captain America should be in love. Schiller put down the medical report in his hand, and Steve rubbed his hands and said, "Is it so obvious?" ”

"You have a very clean beard today, and instead of wearing that slightly old-fashioned biker jacket, you are wearing a fairly fashionable trench coat, and your hair should be taken care of......," Schiller pointed out the difference in Steve, one by one, and Steve groped the side of his cheek, looking a little embarrassed.

"Welcoming a new life will always make people a little nervous and anxious, plus your anxiety has not completely recovered before, so it is normal to have physiological manifestations, if the pain is severe, you can take some painkillers."

"No, it's just a little soreness once in a while, and it's fine for a few minutes, by the way, what's wrong with my anxiety?" Steve asked with some concern, he said, "If I still have mental illness, it's better not to deal with her......"

"Your mind is still stuck in a few decades ago, not all mental illnesses can make people aggressive, anxiety is not a very rare disease, and, now that you are almost cured, you can be declared cured for the last time next week, if it is okay." Schiller said with a smile.

Steve breathed a sigh of relief, got up from his seat, and said to Schiller, "Thank you, doctor, I really don't know what I would have done without you...... By the way, I'm moving out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. dormitory, and when I'm done, I'll ask you to come over......"

"Don't worry, I'm waiting for your invitation." Schiller sent Steve out the door.

Leaving Arkham Sanatorium, Steve stretched hard, feeling a lot lighter.

Even for a super soldier, moving is still a bit tiring, but fortunately, the work has come to an end, and if you clean it up today, it's almost over.

Thinking of this, Steve quickened his pace, he planned to finish the moving work today, and maybe ask the female agent out for dinner tomorrow.

Soon he returned to the S.H.I.E.L.D. dormitory, and after the last big box was packed, he walked out with the box and met Schiller, Steve tried to free a hand and waved at him, Schiller nodded to him, and the two passed by.

Walking down the hallway to the end and taking the elevator, Steve was just about to press the number on the first floor when another figure walked in.

"Oh, Dr. Schiller, will you go down too? Did you forget something? Steve asked.

"No, I'm going back to the nursing home, there's a patient waiting for me there, what floor are you going to?"

"First floor, thank you."

Schiller helped Steve press the button on the floor, but soon, Steve noticed that something was wrong, and he asked, "Back to the nursing home?" But didn't you just come out of the nursing home? ”

But at this moment, the elevator reached the first floor, the elevator door opened, and Schiller walked out first, and Steve shook his head in confusion, holding the box, and found Coulson in the parking lot.

"Hey, Captain, good afternoon, come on, put it in the trunk, and I'll send you there." Coulson greeted Steve, took the case he had in his hand, and put it in the trunk.

After the two got into the car, Steve asked with some confusion, "Did you just see Dr. Schiller?" Why is he running back and forth between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the nursing home? ”

"Ah, that's it......" Coulson said in a long voice, "I've been out of the field a lot lately, and you'll have to ask Natasha." ”

Until he got out of the car, Steve didn't know why Coulson's attitude was a little strange.

But soon, the joy of moving into a new home diluted this doubt, and Steve held the box and walked quickly up the elevator to the apartment he had just rented.

It's a pretty good location and good lighting, and at noon, the sun shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, turning into dappled light and shadow when it hits the sofa, and Steve puts the box down and sits down on the sofa with a sigh of satisfaction.

But at this moment, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and after he picked it up, it was Schiller's voice on the other side.

"Yes, doctor...... What? Past review? But isn't the review coming next week? Could it be that something has changed? …… Okay, I got it, I'll go right over. ”

Steve bounced off the couch with a "whoosh", obviously feeling a little nervous, he took a few deep breaths, relaxed, bypassed some messy items in the room, and took the elevator downstairs.

Coulson had already left, Steve had to take a taxi over, and when he arrived at Arkham Sanatorium, Steve went up to the 3rd floor with a familiar way, but when he arrived at the psychological clinic where he usually sees a doctor, he found that the door to this room could not be opened.

Steve stood in front of the door and sighed, looked up at the door number again, and looked left and right with some confusion, but at this time, a nurse came up to him and asked, "Hello, Mr. Rogers, what are you doing here?" ”

"Dr. Schiller just called me and asked me to come over for a follow-up, but I couldn't get in at all, where did he go?"

"Oh, he's in a consultation room on the second floor, go find him there." The nurse smiled and said to him.

Steve stood in place, dazed, he didn't understand, in just an hour, why did Schiller change the examination room?

Maybe the original examination room needs to be sorted out and disinfected, Steve thought so, and went to the second floor, and then he found that it was not only the examination room that had changed, but Schiller even changed his clothes.

The Schiller he saw in the morning was wearing his usual white coat, and this time Schiller, who appeared in the room, was wearing a dark suit.

"Good afternoon, doctor, do you have any activities for the evening?" Steve asked as if jokingly as he walked over to the chair across from his desk and sat down.

Who knows, Schiller didn't talk, but took the physical examination report, sat down at the desk, pushed his glasses and said, "Nervous migraine, have you been dealing with Stark again recently?" He talked to you about Bucky? ”

Steve was stunned in his seat, and Schiller in front of him still said expressionlessly: "How long are you going to struggle with this question?" If everyone in the world had to develop such a triangular relationship, then the so-called psychiatrists who made a living from cheating and abduction would all have to make a fortune. ”

After saying that, he threw the medical report on the table, looked into Steve's eyes and said, "I will recommend that you be hospitalized for a while, but not to treat you, but to keep you from going to those meaningless social activities, including going to Tony Stark, and then having some meaningless ethical arguments with him." ”

"I ......" Steve choked up, he had been in another fight with Stark recently and was angry about it, but he had no idea that his migraine could have something to do with it.

"I don't think it's necessary, that ...... Doctor, I still have something to do, my home hasn't been moved yet, I'll leave first. Steve smiled nervously and stood up, then turned and left the room.

After leaving the room, he let out a sigh of relief, and he didn't know why, Schiller just now made him feel very stressed, was it because he didn't have a good lunch break? Why did Dr. Schiller's air pressure become so low?

After leaving the hospital, Steve took another taxi and went back to his apartment, where he had just sat on the couch and his ass was still hot when his phone rang again.

"Hello? Oh, Dr. Schiller, follow-up ???? But I've had two follow-up visits just now, huh?? Is it? …… Well, then I'll go again. ”

Putting down his phone, Steve stood still scratching his head and looking out the window at the sky.

At this time, it was already dusk, and the warm light shone into the new apartment, which seemed very warm, but Steve had been here for less than ten minutes all day, and the rest of the time was in the car.

He sighed, but chose to go out anyway, took another car, and came to Arkham Sanatorium, but who knew that he ran into Stark at the door.

The two were still in the cold war, and neither of them paid attention to anyone, Stark snorted coldly, walked quickly onto the elevator, and then stretched out a finger and pressed the door button hard.

Steve, who was locked out of the elevator, shook his head, shrugged his shoulders, and pouted at Stark inside the elevator, as if to say that he was really naïve.

After Stark went up, Steve took the stairs to the second floor, only to find that the office on the second floor was also closed.

He asked a nurse, and Schiller actually returned to the room on the third floor, and he had to walk another floor, and sure enough, he found Schiller in the consultation room on the third floor.

Schiller changed his clothes again, this time wearing a more everyday tracksuit, which looked like he was about to leave work, and, I don't know if it was Steve's delusion, he found that Schiller seemed to be a little younger.

Before Steve could speak, Schiller, who was holding the medical report, said, "Mr. Rogers, there is nothing wrong with the other characteristics of the medical report, but what is the matter with brainwaves?" Why didn't you get this checked? ”

"Uh...... The machine didn't seem to be able to sweep my brain waves, and I didn't know why, so the medical examiner wrote a blank ...... there."

"It's okay, you can try the machine here, oh, it's a little late now, the nurse in charge of the inspection is already off work, let's come back tomorrow morning." Schiller said.

"Other than that, there is nothing wrong with tension-type migraine, you can take common painkillers on the market, but since your physique is different from ordinary people, the dosage may need to be recalculated."

"Let me see ......" Schiller looked at the data on the physical examination report, while taking a pen to write, he said: "You take this prescription, go downstairs to prescribe medicine, take it according to the amount I wrote, if the pain is more serious, then come to me again, if you feel dizziness and nausea and other adverse reactions, you can reduce the dosage appropriately......"

Steve opened his mouth for a moment, and he found that this Schiller's tone of voice had become gentler, could it be that he had slept again in the afternoon and his temper had improved?

And Steve knows that Schiller generally does not recommend medication to patients, and he prefers to use pure psychotherapy, unless the physical symptoms have reached a very serious point, just like when Steve's anxiety was at its worst before, Schiller only prescribed him a course of medication.

Could it be that the treatment style of a powerful psychiatrist is so unpredictable? Steve scratched his head again, grabbed his prescription, and left the office.

When he got to the place on the first floor to get the medicine, Steve found that Stark was actually standing here, he stepped forward and knocked Stark off, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Also prescribe medication? ”

"What does it have to do with you?" After Stark finished speaking, he took the pill box and left.

The next morning, Steve came over for a check-up, only to run into Stark again, and the two choked each other angrily and parted.

At noon, Steve had just finished eating when he received a call to see the results of the examination, and as he walked into the hospital, he ran into Stark coming out.

And when he came out, Stark came in again.

In one day, Steve made six or seven trips back and forth to Arkham Sanatorium, and Stark made at least six or seven trips as far as he could observe.

What the hell is going on here? The two of them were terminally ill???