Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The moment Bruce Banner opened his eyes in the morning, he found the young warden standing not far from his cell with his hands on his back.A ray of sunlight hit his side face, softening the originally gloomy eyes.

However, the morgue behind him cuts down on this scene.

Banner was a little surprised.

The warden came to his cell door in person early in the morning, presumably there was something important to discuss.But he did not simply and rudely ask the guard to wake him up or take him to the interrogation room for questioning.

Banner felt a little shaken.

Zhang Dianyu quickly noticed the movement from the side and stretched out a hand to signal Banner not to care: "Did there be any progress in the research on Stark's side last night?"

Banner didn't expect the warden to be so direct, but he had already made a confession with Stark last night.

He doesn’t know what the warden has to do at the risk of his life, but in fact, if there is something that threatens his life—or Hulk’s life, it would be a good thing for him. .

He hasn't tried it.

He even became curious about what was about to happen—if it met his moral standards, he was willing to try it.

Banner nodded: "The gamma particle stream from Hulk will repair my body at the last minute, I don't think I can die."

Zhang Dianyu glanced at him.

Banner asked: "Mr. Warden, so now...I can only know why you are paying particular attention to this issue?"

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while: "That's it, Doctor, you are in need of a'doctor' in the prison at this time, I think you are quite suitable."

Banner couldn't figure it out.

"As for psychiatry, I think you have done a lot of research during this period." Zhang Dianyu smiled at him slightly.

Banner hesitated: "...I don't think it is that level."

Zhang Dianyu ignored Banner's personal opinion: "So are you willing to temporarily replace the prison psychiatrist?"

Banner: "???"

"That's it," Zhang Dianyu told the truth, "There are some dangerous mentally ill criminals in prison, only you..." He almost uttered the word "superhero" and then thought that Hulk here has not been included. , Changed his words, "—— only such a professional can deal with it. Out of trust, the prison decided to make an exception and let a Ph.D. who does not have a practicing certificate temporarily replace the psychiatrist."

Banner was dumbfounded, there was hardly a reasonable word in this bullshit.

Zhang Dianyu smiled: "What do you think, Doctor? This kind of prison labor is definitely different from mopping the floor. It will help you have the opportunity to apply for parole in a shorter time."

Banner hesitated for a moment, and he wondered whether he should explain that this is not the case, or simply refuse - or make it clear that he does not want a chance for parole?

When he finally spoke, only a dry sentence remained: "Mr. Warden, I don't think I am a kind of'doctor'..."

"Yes," Zhang Dianyu agreed, "you don't even need to change your words."

Banner: "???"

Is this the same as what he said?

Banner did not expect that he received the psychiatric materials for this purpose-he originally thought that the warden thought he needed to learn to self-medicine psychologically, and get rid of Hulk's troubles as soon as possible.

Didn't expect that he would let him treat mental patients?This is too outrageous.

Zhang Dianyu felt that such a conversation through the bars lacked a sense of intimacy, so he took out the keychain that he had brought from the guard and opened Banner's prison door.

He saw Banner look very incomprehensible and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Doctor, about these mental patients, maybe you've heard of their names." Zhang Dianyu said, "The clown of Gotham-will be on the headlines of social news from time to time. I think you should know him. Notorious mental illness Criminals, wherever they go, blood is flowing."

Banner couldn't help but frown, and Zhang Dianyu saw it.

"Hannibal Lecter-a rising star in the criminal world, cruel and cunning..."

But Banner felt something was wrong: "Wait Mr. Warden, I think I've seen this name in the recent news, but he seems to be a psychiatrist."

"I am also a mental patient." Zhang Dianyu replied very positively.

Banner was very embarrassed: "But he is extremely accomplished in this area. I think it's unlikely that I will win in his clash with a week of reading..."

This is a very euphemism, in fact it is simply a fantasy.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement: "You make a lot of sense, doctor--so why don't we start simple, can you try to treat the clown first?"

Banner: "..."

Is it easy to treat a clown’s mental illness?

Does this make Batman hear the truth?

Zhang Dianyu was in a good mood, and Banner seemed to have been persuaded by him-he hadn't refuted it anyway.

Of course, for Banner, when he refutes people, he usually finds reasonable arguments—but the whole thing is so unreasonable that he has to think about where to start.

"Now that you agree with the doctor," Zhang Dianyu looked at him and said, "Don't worry about your status as a prisoner. During your time as a psychiatrist, you can just ask the guards and paramedics-if there is any change in the clown, You may not be hurt by him, but you can also directly call for nursing and give him a sedative."

It is best to inject him into a fool as early as possible.

Zhang Dianyu thought in his heart.

It's a pity that there seems to be a health bonus in the prison area. Every time the clown wakes up, he is crazy to the standard, and there is nothing to be affected by drugs.

"Oh yes, besides that, there are some mental patients who are transformed from prisoners." Zhang Dianyu said dismissively, "When you have free time, you can also treat them if you can find their sick The reason is best."

Only by finding the reasons can we fundamentally solve these problems that require single-person cells-Zhang Dianyu even wondered if they wanted to be mad in single-person cells to become mentally ill.

It is not difficult to understand that the cells for mentally ill prisoners are only single rooms.Even a layman like Zhang Dianyu knows that putting together several violent mental illnesses is tantamount to raising Gu, and the one who survives is the king of mental illness.

Banner looked at the back of the warden leaving, and finally a clue emerged in his chaotic mind—he might be about to understand how those prisoners turned into mental patients, because he felt the same.

After breakfast, a guard came to ask Banner to change into a white coat as a psychiatrist.

Banner hesitated to speak, he even wanted to say that he had never agreed.

But he also forgot to refuse--because he was shocked by the series of shocking news.

The guard's style is the same as before, without urging or swaying, standing by the side with expressionless expression waiting for him to finish changing his outfit.

Banner had no choice but to bite the bullet and change his clothes, and received his first patient in confusion.

The clown was lying in the dark and narrow cell, his limbs were tightly bound by the restraints, and he could barely move.

But his face turned around with an enthusiastic smile, and he seemed to think that all of this was quite interesting, and it was not a torture.

Banner sighed inwardly-can this really be cured?