There was a knock on the office door, and Schiller looked up from his desk, flipped through the appointment record next to him, and said, "Please come in!" ”

"Schiller! Schiller! You're going to have to help me!! Gordon, who was covered in dust, immediately rushed in, he flicked the hem of his trench coat, looked at Schiller and said, "Save Gotham!" Professor Schiller! Especially save me and your companions! ”

Schiller flipped through the appointment records unhurriedly, and then said, "Why didn't you call the appointment department in advance?" I have an appointment for today, so I can't talk to you for a long time...... Otherwise, should I cancel the reservation first? ”

Gordon frowned, waved his hand and said, "No, there's nothing to talk about, I just hope you can promise to let Arkham Asylum accept those patients who need to be injected with antidotes, we really don't have beds!" ”

Gordon pointed out the window and said: "Gotham Central Hospital, there are less than 500 beds in total, and now it is completely full, Wayne Hospital is larger, two branches and two inpatient departments, barely enough to make up 1,000 beds, but they are all full!" ”

"Aren't there many private hospitals in every district? If they don't admit patients, don't the Twelve Families have an opinion? Schiller asked.

Gordon pursed his lips, shook his head, and explained helplessly: "Usually, Gotham people don't like to be hospitalized, so the inpatient departments of various private hospitals are cutting beds, they are all profit-oriented, if they don't make money, they won't invest, and no one will expect a crisis of medical resources." ”

"The Wayne Group and several well-known engineering groups in the city are constantly covering, but most of the patients who are frozen up need at least three days of infusion and four days of observation before they can be thawed, and they will not jump out and continue to go crazy."

Gordon sighed deeply and said: "Because of the shortage of beds, there are not enough nurses, many people's infusion time is not enough, the antidote is not fully functional, after thawing, they are still unconscious, and there will be violent behavior, so I hope to be able to borrow Arkham Asylum, your nurses here are more professional." ”

Without waiting for Schiller to agree, Gordon walked to the couch and said to himself: "I discussed with Victor to shorten the infusion cycle and send patients who are not recovering well or still have mental problems to Arkham Asylum. ”

"Bad recovery happens from time to time, but in fact, the probability is not high, about one in twenty or thirty people, I think, with the carrying level of Arkham Asylum, it is completely sufficient."

"They can be given tranquilizers, or they can be given a short period of restraint therapy and then they can be given supplemental fluids."

"After the triage of patients, the bed crisis should be alleviated, and as long as it is supported for a while, the emergency medical facilities can be built, and then the crisis will be completely over."

After Gordon finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair a little decadently, he poured himself a glass of wine, and then drank it down, and let out a sigh of satisfaction, judging from the appearance, he must have been sleepless these days.

Schiller put his hands on the table, crossed his fingers, looked at Gordon and said, "I don't have a problem with the use of the bed at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, I think, Brand should be okay too." ”

"But here's the thing...... The nurses here should not be as experienced as other nurses in caring for ordinary patients. ”

"The most important thing is that the doctors here are psychiatrists, and it has been a long time since they have prescribed anything other than psychiatric medications, and no one can do medical treatment, and no one can deal with serious trauma."

"I didn't expect it." Gordon shook his head, stood up and looked at Schiller and said, "We will screen patients, and those with serious trauma or other diseases will not be sent over, but will be treated in other hospitals." ”

"As for nurses, don't think about professional nurses, they are all going crazy, we can send some nurse apprentices who are good at learning, they are only responsible for injections, and other nurses can only rely on your nurses here."

"I can testify to that." Suddenly, a crisp female voice sounded by the door, and Pamela pushed it open and said, "I'm sorry, I saw the door open, so I didn't knock." ”

"It's okay, come in, it's your appointment time." Schiller gestured to the chair across from the desk, then continued, "Sheriff Gordon is my friend, and we're almost done talking, so we won't delay the rest of our conversation." ”

Pamela's tone was always flat and expressionless, she shrugged her shoulders indifferently, sat down in her chair, looked at Sheriff Gordon and said:

"Selena and I complained that it had been a long time since she had been taken to work as a nurse at night in Gotham, and even Bruce was worried that she would become ill and that no one should have to work five hours of overtime after working 12 hours."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Pamela's tone, Gordon touched his nose and said, "The situation is special now, Selena is a kind girl." ”

Pamela rolled her eyes and said, "Anyone who can't hide from you is a kind girl." ”

Schiller looked at Gordon with interest, and Gordon was even more embarrassed, he coughed dryly twice, and then said, "We really lack nurses!" I have to admit that young ladies are indeed better suited for this kind of work, and you have to understand me, so I will call Barbara! ”

"Well, it's so serious that you want to call your ex-girlfriend? Pamela, understand the sheriff, he's done enough. ”

Pamela pursed her lips and said, "If Professor Victor hadn't taken a leave of absence for me, I would have been practicing injections in the hospital right now." ”

Schiller laughed, he didn't expect that Gordon would actually catch the strong man and catch this part.

Gordon was completely anxious this time, otherwise, he would not have been able to catch Catwoman to be a nurse, and he must have been scratched a lot these days.

For an old-school police detective, going around contacting young ladies and introducing them to jobs can be like a hooligan, and Gordon is very uncomfortable with this, but there is no way to do it.

In order to put an end to this awkward topic quickly, Gordon kicked the heel of his other foot with the leather shoe of one foot, walked quickly to the door, opened the door, and turned back and said, "Don't disturb your conversation, I'll go first, the patients and nurses will be there tomorrow, thank you, Professor Schiller." ”

Schiller lowered his head, shook his head with a smile, and then fell on Pamela, who noticed that Pamela's eyes had turned emerald green, and the green was a little bewitching.

Pamela leaned back in her chair, folded her hands on her laps, lowered her eyes and said, "As you can see, this is the consequence of receiving the power of the green of all things, and I have a pair of demon eyes. ”

"I suggest to Victor that you come to see me, not only to have a chat with you, but also to express my gratitude to you, if you hadn't accepted the power of the green of all things and changed those terrible broccoli back to their original size, otherwise, I would still be freezing in the ice and snow of Moscow."

"Nothing." Pamela looked unconcerned, tilted her head to the side and said, "I don't like broccoli either, especially broccoli that is as tall as a building...... Professor, am I sick? Do I need to take medication? ”

Pamela's straightforward question made Schiller slightly stunned for a moment, but soon, he replied: "It can't be that Victor told you to come here to see a doctor, right?" God, don't listen to him, you're far from being mentally ill! ”

Hearing this, although Pamela's expression did not change, her arms relaxed a little, and she no longer leaned on her body tightly, and Schiller then comforted: "Victor said, your mood is a little low, as if you can't do anything, I just want to make sure, this is not a side effect of your deal with the Green of Everything?" ”

Pamela shook her head lightly and said, "It doesn't matter, the deal we reached between the two of us is quite fair, I will become its spokesperson, help it maintain the stability of the plant kingdom, and it will give me the power to control plants." ”

After speaking, Pamela lightly pointed to the dwarf pine next to Schiller with her hand, and in an instant, the branches that had been cut a little sparsely became lush again, and the shape became very graceful and full of life.

"What an amazement to me, miss, I don't mean this ability, but your aesthetics, yesterday, I pruned here for half an hour, but only to make this poor tree, it looks one step closer to death."

"Plants have their own minds, and they know what kind of state they are in that is most conducive to growth, and this is what humans think of as life."

Pamela briefly explained, and then went on to answer Schiller's last question: "This is my old problem, about every two months, I will have a very depressed time, I feel that I have no strength to do anything, I have been like this since I was a child, and it has nothing to do with the green of everything." ”

"Will it get better if you drink coffee or tea?" Schiller asked.

"It's not sleepy, I'm awake, I just don't want to do anything, but lying at home doesn't make me feel better, it makes me feel more uncomfortable." Pamela said with a slight frown.

"I thought I was depressed, and I had gone to the hospital to do those tests, but the results of the tests were high and low, and there were no results for pathological examinations." Pamela looked a little helpless.

Schiller tapped the table with his fingertips, thought for a moment, and then said, "Did you have a check-up as a child?" ”

Pamela's eyes widened slightly, as if she had never heard the question, she recalled for a moment, and then said, "No, of course not, I didn't have time to check it when I was a child." ”

"It is possible that this is a sequelae of childhood depression." Schiller made his judgment, saying, "Growing older and changing circumstances have allowed your childhood depression to heal itself, and in early childhood, long-term emotional depressions have become a part of your life." ”

Schiller dragged out a long tail note, then sighed and said: "Even if you take antidepressant drugs now, it is useless, because that low mood is actually just your hallucination, the sequelae of the shadow of childhood, and not really any physical pathology." ”

Then, he looked into Pamela's green eyes and said, "If you feel uneasy, then you can do another set of tests, or check the brain waves, but I don't think it's very likely to be able to use medication, and if you really feel bad, I can prescribe some placebos for you." ”

"No, at least now, when I'm in bed, I can still talk to plants." Pamela shook her head lightly and said, "These little green guys are my best placebos." ”

"I heard, you and Selena became friends? She's a pretty cheerful girl, I think you can talk to her more, and of course, she has a lovely daughter, you can tell her stories together, and staying with the kids will help you relieve your tension......"

As soon as he said this, there was a sharp knock on the door, and Schiller frowned and shouted, "Please come in." ”

Mrs. Miller pushed the door open and walked in, and said with a serious face, "Sheriff Gordon just called, there was a murder at Wayne Hospital, the deceased was an internist, Mr. Wayne wants you to come over now." ”

"But I'm giving ...... right now"

Pamela immediately stood up and said, "That's all for me, Professor, you get busy. ”

Pretending not to see the retentionist look in Schiller's eyes, Pamela hurried to the door, nodded to Mrs. Miller, and left.

Schiller let out a long sigh, and then, looking expectantly at Mrs. Miller, said, "You should have told him that I'm busy, right?" ”

"Quite the opposite." Mrs. Miller shook her head and said, "I say, you're getting moldy, and you spend your days in the hospital doing nothing!" ”

"Professor, what you do every day is to bring the scissors from the inpatient department to the inpatient room, bring the pen from the inpatient room to the inpatient department, and connect you to two carriages, which is stronger than the train!"

Schiller covered his forehead, and as soon as he tried to excuse himself, Mrs. Miller went to the door, closed it, and said, "You can't hide from your student for the rest of your life, like an enemy, and whatever mistakes he makes, you will always meet again." ”

After Mrs. Miller closed the door, Schiller glanced at the table, sighed deeply, and said, "I really didn't expect that one day I would be so unwanted to see Batman...... I'm such a Joker, oh no, the Joker only feels sorry for Batman. ”

(End of chapter)