PFC Chapter 2356 Psychic Assault (1)
Chapter 2356 Psychic Assault (1)
Chapter 2356: Psychic Assault (XI)
"Oh, Doctor, you're back. Did you sleep well?"
"Not bad." Schiller yawned, sat down on the chair, and glanced at the ward rounds record on his desk. Each page was very short, indicating that there was nothing unusual.
"Did anything happen while I was gone?"
Schiller was just asking as usual, but Wei An said, "The front desk of the obstetrics and gynecology inpatient department called you, and I said you would call him back later."
Schiller nodded, picked up the phone, dialed the number representing the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, and transferred the call to the front desk, saying, "Hello, this is Schiller. My student told me that there is a call from you. What can I do for you?"
Schiller frowned as he listened, but he said nothing. He said, "Okay, tell them for me. It's my honor."
After Schiller put down the phone, he seemed to be thinking about something. Just at this moment, Charles walked in. Schiller gave Vian a look and went out. At this time, only Schiller and Charles were left in the office.
When Charles saw the phone in Schiller's hand, he knew he was exposed, but he did not sense any anger around Schiller. Although he could not read minds, his ability was strong enough that he could clearly feel the other person's emotions even without interfering with the other person's brain waves. But Schiller was indeed not angry. If he had to say, he was just a little helpless.
"Charles, I know your abilities are very strong, and I'm not saying that you're harming ordinary people by using your abilities like this. I know your starting point is good, and you've given the best possible result, but I'm afraid things aren't as simple as you think."
"Appreciate further details."
Charles sat down opposite Schiller and said.
"I said the same thing again. It may sound a bit heartless, but my request to every doctor and intern in the psychiatry department is the same: do not interfere too much with the patients. If they are not in pain, there is no need to treat them."
“But Lisa is in pain.”
"Because you felt her pain, didn't you?" Schiller said. "You faced her pain in a much more direct way than most people do, and it made you feel bad and uneasy about your inaction."
Charles nodded.
"Perhaps you have never thought that your ability also has a dark side. Just like now, perhaps ordinary people can see Lisa's pain through her expression and actions, but they can't understand it after all. They can't empathize with her like you do."
"So they are able to hold back well, follow procedures, try not to mix personal feelings, just do their duty as doctors, and try to give up unnecessary sympathy."
"But I don't see what good it would do." Charles shook his head and said, "We should do our best, rather than being indifferent to the suffering of others. You are closer companions, aren't you?"
Schiller sighed softly and said, "In theory, this is true, but the wonderful thing about the human race is that many things do not happen according to theory."
"Maybe there won't be any serious consequences this time. Maybe you'll get good results if you do it a thousand or ten thousand times. But as long as there's one disaster caused by human uncontrollability, the vicious cycle will begin."
Charles frowned. He could hear a metaphor in Schiller's words, but he couldn't find the point of the metaphor.
But he didn't expect that Schiller would be willing to go deeper, he heard Schiller say.
"I emphasize not to pay too much attention to patients, not to get involved in their emotions, and not to have any contact with them beyond your duties. It's not that you should do less, but don't do too much."
"If his condition is still at a high probability of recovery with conventional means, then don't take unconventional measures, because everything you do within your duties is protected by the eternal rights and responsibilities of the medical profession. You are just doing what a doctor should do."
"But you are only responsible for yourself for everything you do outside of your duties. You have to bear the possible consequences of all of this, but they are not all good. As I said before, ten thousand good results are not as good as the harm caused by one bad result."
"And to some extent, this is also irresponsible to patients. Although modern medicine is always said to be a science that completely follows the laws, which is exactly the opposite of empiricism, the modern medical system is a system that has been established based on the long history of human medical care and is almost the most suitable system for modern humans."
"Those extra things you do may seem good, but anything outside of the system brings about changes that are unpredictable and usually beyond the range of what normal humans can handle, which means that in most cases there will be no good results."
Charles' brows were deeply furrowed. He listened very carefully and noted every pause in Schiller's speech.
Schiller placed his hands on the table, looked him in the eyes and said, "From my personal perspective, I can fully understand. You are the only person in the world who can understand them, and you understand their personal feelings, so it is effortless for you to understand. Also, because you are a mutant, you look at everything about them from a higher perspective, and you imagine that saving them is too easy."
"These two kinds of ease allow you to use your abilities without having to think too much, because there are no difficulties in front of you, only a smooth path."
Schiller spread his hands and said, "This sounds too easy. Use your brain manipulation skills to delete the pain of every patient you meet and gain comfort and satisfaction. You don't lose anything but can give to others."
"But you know that the gifts of fate are all secretly marked with a price. The law of the world is that there is loss and gain. There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds."
Charles sat there in silence for a long time, thinking about what Schiller had said, and then he spoke.
"But I still don't understand what the hidden price is."
Schiller was silent too.
"I'm sorry it's hard to describe it to you." Schiller shook his head and said, "Now I am your instructor, but I really can't give you any guidance in my professional field. And things outside of my professional field are really hard to express in words."
"If you feel that the teaching you can get from me is limited, then you can choose to change teachers, or maybe I can recommend one to you."
"No, I don't want to change." Charles refused.
Schiller pressed his hand to his temple and thought, Charles' temper was much better than Bruce's. The only problem was that they were both stubborn.
"Okay, let's get into some specifics. What did you do to Lisa and Oaks?"
"I..." Charles hesitated, thinking about how to say it so that Dr. Schiller would not think he was quibbling.
He actually thought that Dr. Schiller must be on the side of ordinary people. If he directly said that he deleted Lisa's memory and modified the memories of everyone including Oaks and the surrounding medical staff, it would be really hard not to cause bad feelings.
Charles knew that almost all ordinary people were afraid of this. Even his biological parents would be shocked and disgusted when he spoke frankly about something they were thinking when he was young.
Charles was cynical about this, because the knowledge and secrets in ordinary people's minds are basically only valuable to themselves, and no one knows what they are hiding.
But now he had to consider Schiller's feelings, because it was obvious that he had to stay in this universe for a while longer. It would be terrible if he was hated and kicked out.
Finally Charles decided to speak out.
"I know this sounds a bit bad, but when I was snooping into Lisa's brain, I was stimulated by some of her emotions when she was ill. I subconsciously deleted those emotions, but if there were only memories without emotions, it would be exposed, so I deleted the memories as well."
"Are you irritated?" Schiller frowned immediately, and Charles finally felt that he was getting nervous.
"It's not serious." Charles said that it was fine and said, "It's just those crazy emotions running around. Some of them ran into my brain, but it won't have any serious impact on me. After all, this lady is just an ordinary person."
Schiller relaxed and motioned for Charles to continue.
"Those sad memories are gone, and there must be some memory to explain why she was here, so I changed the memory to that she just had a mild uterine fibroid, and her husband accompanied her to have surgery."
"During the operation, they found a concurrent tumor, which was fortunately benign and in the early stages, so they stayed in the hospital for about seven months and are now recovered."
"So Lisa now has no recollection of ever losing a child, so what about the traces of their previous treatment?"
"I've read the resident's memory. After Lisa was admitted to the hospital, all the tests were done in the hospital. The results were not taken home. The nurses destroyed all the test results, deleted the information on the intranet, and changed the names of the drugs used and the operating tables occupied to other people's names," Charles replied.
“What about the things they prepare for their children at home?”
"They had been preparing for pregnancy, and the uterine fibroids were discovered during the pre-pregnancy checkup, so the family had items prepared for the baby in advance. I have revised the memories of all the people who knew about their pregnancy and the reasons for their hospitalization. I checked it several times and there was nothing missing."
Although Schiller said this to Charles, he still sighed in his heart. This ability was too convenient.
"So the obstetrics and gynecology inpatient department just called me and said they were going to be discharged."
"Yes. During the treatment, Lisa's mood became unstable and she showed signs of self-harm. You treated her and the results were very significant. After the tumor surgery, you helped her apply for a quota for the Women's Federation's healing medicine, so they were able to be discharged early."
"Very good, well written." Schiller promptly gave his affirmation and said, "It combines reality with fiction, and the plot is vivid. You are very talented."
Charles asked tentatively, "Do you think this is okay?"
"Nothing serious has happened so far, but you better pray that things will turn out well."
"What if?"
"Otherwise, things will go in a bad direction, and they will get worse and worse until you can no longer clean up the mess."
"Even me?"
"Even you."
(End of this chapter)