"Oh, yes? Is that what he said?" Schiller said with emotion, Strange on the other side was already anxious to grab the phone, but Schiller said unhurriedly: "Yes, this is already a father's highest evaluation of his son......

After Schiller said this, Strange's eyes instantly turned red, and then Schiller asked another question: "In that case, why didn't old Mr. Strange choose to contact his son?"

"Okay, I see, thank you." Schiller lowered his head again, then checked something with the doctor about his condition again, and hung up, putting the phone aside, and looking up at Strange, who looked even more emaciated.

Schiller put his hands on the table, looked at the contents of his notebook, and said, "Your father had obvious symptoms of breathlessness about three years ago, which means that by this time, his lung function has begun to deteriorate."

"You say it's because he smokes, but this doctor has a different opinion, and Old Strange has been to him many times, and he has a say in it."

"Your father actually had bronchitis all the time, didn't he?" Schiller asked, looking at Strange.

Strange nodded a little unappetly and said, "Well, when I was a child, he used to cough a lot, at that time, our rooms were a little close, he coughed in the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep, and his academic performance dropped a lot in one semester, and later, he moved to a small room on the side of the warehouse to sleep."

"Bronchitis is generally accompanied by a certain degree of lung infection, which should be after the recurrence of bronchitis during a certain change of season, the lung infection is more serious, and it is not treated in time, resulting in lung function damage."

"Of course, what you said about smoking, there is also a certain effect, according to this doctor, old Mr. Strange is an old smoker, but according to you, he started smoking since your mother died?"

Strange sighed and said, "Originally, he smoked, but very little, and he was just an ordinary Philadelphia farmer, like all the farmers there, who liked to have a cigarette while he was doing farm work."

"But since my mother died, he started to smoke a lot every day, and that's why I don't want to go home, I hate the smell of smoke, it sticks to my clothes, I can't go into the operating room with that smell......

Strange kept using some reinforcements to express his feelings, and Schiller briefly reassured him, and then said, "The symptoms of his lungs are not only due to his bad habits, but also to the perception and medical conditions of the local people."

"I told him a long time ago to come to New York, Victor...... Oh, it's my brother, he spends his days running around the fields, he doesn't study well, and Eugene doesn't care about him, let him mess around!"

"I used to talk to him about it, but I couldn't talk about it for a long time, and he said that I was a noble New Yorker, and that I should get out of Philadelphia and never come back, and that he was such a stubborn and grumpy man......

"Has he never been to New York?" Schiller asked.

"This is his first time here, and he wouldn't have wanted to come if Victor and I hadn't forced him drunk and stuffed him in the car!" Strange took a deep breath and looked very helpless, he said, "He even coughed up blood, but he just didn't want to come to Presbyterian Hospital, I really don't understand, what the hell is going on? Doesn't he feel bad?!"

Taking a deep breath, Strange calmed down for a moment, then covered his face and said in a somewhat choked voice, "My mother died unexpectedly, he was very stimulated, and not long after, Donna also died, and the two women who were most important to him in his life left him one after another......

"Since then, he's got a weird temper, and when I'm studying, I call him, and he never asks about my studies, and he talks about it, and he always talks about Donna in the end."

Strange lowered his eyes, grinned, bared his teeth on both sides, and said, "I'll admit, part of the reason I didn't want to go back was because he blamed Donna's death on my head......

"The two of us went swimming together, and Donna drowned, me

......" Strange's Adam's apple visibly shook up and down, his choking caused the second half of his sentence to be swallowed back, but Schiller knew what he was going to say.

"I know, Victor thinks so, too." Strange covered his face again and said, "I know they don't want to see me because I killed Donna, and so did Eugene......

"He'd rather endure the pain of coughing up blood than come to me, he's dying, and he doesn't want to see me for the last time!" Strange finally couldn't help himself, his arms were shaking to support his head, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Is that really the case?" Schiller asked.

"Did your father tell you that he didn't want to come to New York because you killed Donna in the first place?"

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

"Stephen, have you ever thought that these speculations of yours are actually just your imagination, and the truth may be completely different from what you think." Schiller tapped the table with the pen in his hand, pulling Strange back into consciousness, and Strange looked at him as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Your problem with your father is communication, how long has it been since you communicated calmly?" Schiller asked.

Strange looked away and said, "About a year...... No, maybe three years, and we got into a fight again on that phone call two years ago......

"In other words, in the past three years, every time you communicated, it ended in a quarrel, and you couldn't understand each other's situation rationally, and you didn't know anything about each other's careers and feelings?"

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

"Many misunderstandings in communication between parents and children lie in this, parents often use power to establish their authority when their children are young, and always use orders and reprimands to urge their children to do things."

"But in fact, parents give a lot of love behind their backs, but children only feel power, and they don't get any sense of security from these loves, and they only feel the threat everywhere."

"At the same time, they take their love for their children too seriously and evaluate it too cheaply, and they feel that there is no need to declare it."

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

"Did he tell you why he did it? Have you thought carefully about why he did this?"

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

Strange's expression paused visibly, but he said, "Perhaps, he didn't necessarily ...... 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 to you that he loves you, so when others give you affection, you are always questioning, "Maybe he may not be facing me."

"Some parents always do more and talk less, but this is not a good thing, they see their love as too cheap, so that they don't feel the need to express it, and you are constantly doubting yourself and feeling insecure because you have not received the love that you have expressed directly."

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

"Your father's reluctance to see you is just a consequence, but all the reasons you have summed up are actually your own speculation." Schiller hits the nail on the head at the point where Strange would be so troubled.

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

"You mean...... Victor?" Strange showed a resistance

With a look of rejection, he said with some hesitation, "Since Donna's death, Victor has ...... Well, I know, again, I haven't been in touch with him for three or four years."

"You have to know, I'm a Supreme Mage, I'm so busy exploring the stars, I really don't have time to contact my family, I ...... it."

Looking at Schiller's calm gaze, the second half of Strange's sentence was completely unspeakable, and finally, he said a little stupidly: "Okay, I know, don't make excuses when facing a psychiatrist."

"You and your father may have developed this pattern of communication that you can't easily change, but perhaps, there is still room for communication between you and your brother, you can talk to him and ask him what the hell is going on."

In the end, Strange left with a lot of heart, although he didn't say it, but he accepted Schiller's suggestion in his heart.

It's true that he doesn't want to face Eugene, his father, but when he was younger, he had a good relationship with Victor, even better than his relationship with Donna.

It's just that later, Victor entered a rebellious period, idling around the farm every day, doing nothing, getting bad grades, and not liking to study, and at that time, Strange was at the peak of his studies, and his mind was full of how to get into the best hospital in New York, so he gradually had nothing to talk to him.

Leaving Arkham Sanatorium, Strange calls Victor and learns that he is being accompanied by the hospital, so the two make 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 Stone to retrace time, and did a lot of things, but he was unwilling to use the Time Stone to retrace the process of surgery.

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 perfectionist personality, in fact, it is also because there is no way out of surgery.

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

Victor has grown from a rebellious country boy to a father and more like a mature farmer, his skin is a little rough from the wind and sun, but his eyes and expressions are like those seasoned Philadelphia farmers, and he is in good spirits.

And Strange looked very embarrassed without the arrogant attitude of ambition before, 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, and half a glass of water was spilled on his body, and he didn't have time to look at it.

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

"How are you doing?" Strange was polite, but Victor looked him in the eye and said, "I know what you want to ask, Eugene doesn't want to see you, and won't even let me come to see you."

"You wonder why he would rather endure it on his own than come to New York, knowing that his eldest son is the best surgeon, rather than contact you to find someone to operate on him......" Victor said in a flurry, and Strange looked at him.

"Stephen, you know what? When you came back for the first time after you went to college in New York, we were all stunned, and 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 a plaid shirt, you wear a white shirt, and you have a very nice suit, which you said was given to you by your mentor, and you can write in English, and you can read the names of the drugs posted on the walls of the town hospital, which is not something that farmers like us can do."

"Dad was surprised, but actually, he was happy, remember? He invited his farmer friends to his home and wanted them to meet you, a top student at NYU School of Medicine."

"But what did you say you were up to that day...... Thesis? I didn't say a few words and left, but we can all see that you don't want to talk to us, and you feel that there is nothing to talk about with us who do rough work."

Strange on the other side had already covered his face, and he said again in a hoarse and choked voice, "No, don't say it, I'm just...... I'm just ......."

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't be perfunctory to you, I shouldn't behave differently than you, I should be enthusiastic, blame me......

But at this time, Victor shook his head and said, "No, Eugene and I both know that it is not easy for you, it is too difficult for a young man in a small town to make a name for himself in New York, especially when the family cannot provide you with any support at all......

Strange was stunned.