Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

Why am I here?

Charlotte blinked. This question was really hard to answer.

This... am I the return of the king?

"Hi, Doctor Arthur, have you eaten?" Charlotte's eyes wandered and she changed the subject guiltily.

Arthur's face was dark. To be honest, he didn't want to see Charlotte at all.

Because, as soon as he saw Charlotte, he would doubt:

Was there something wrong with my judgment that Charlotte was a normal person?

Have I released a madman into society?

Charlotte smiled and gave Dr. Arthur a warm greeting.

"Have you got a meal yet?

If you don’t eat it, take my punch! ”

Compared to answering questions, it is indeed easier to solve the person who asked the question.

Doctor Arthur held his forehead, the veins on his forehead twitched, and said seriously:

"Charlotte, stop acting crazy! Be normal!

I know you are not sick.”

Charlotte sighed and adjusted her afro.

After all, I still can’t fool Dr. Arthur~

As soon as he returned to Arkham Mental Asylum, Charlotte felt relaxed, as if he had returned to his home ground. He tilted his head and said:

"I haven't eaten yet, what are we having for lunch today?

I'd like a chicken burrito with spaghetti and a kebab."

Dr. Arthur's expression did not change at all, and he replied calmly and normally:

"If you want, your lunch is chlorpromazine, alprazolam, eggs, and oranges."

"Oh! Great! Doctor Arthur, this is my favorite!

Oh, of course, I mean orange.

Otherwise, what else could it be~"

After two harmless jokes, the three of them walked out of Arthur's office.

Bruce just remained silent the entire time, and seemed a little out of place with the other two people because of his lack of energy.

After actually seeing Charlotte, he suddenly felt that his illness was not as serious as he had imagined.

Especially after learning that Charlotte was not sick!!

Although the other personality in the body often competes with oneself for control of the body.

But this is not schizophrenia, it is the product of an experiment, which originated from an accident caused by the production of gamma rays. The radiation caused his genes to mutate, and the Hulk was born.

You see, this is science! It is very rigorous! It has logical consistency and theoretical basis!

This isn't insane at all, and it doesn't sound like anything remotely insane.

So...I'm not sick!

Arkham Asylum has been renovated with white walls and smooth floors.

The traces of the past cruelty have been erased, leaving only a trace of happy memories of that time.

In the corridor, a patient was startled when he saw Charlotte, then he followed the three of them silently with a small plane all the way to the cafeteria.

Soon, the nurse brought three plates of mashed potatoes and three apples and placed them on the dining table.

Charlotte picked up the plastic spoon and chewed it, then asked Arthur in confusion:

“By the way, Dr. Arthur, we have known each other for such a long time, but I have never had the chance to ask you.

Dr. Arthur, what do you do for a living? (Serious face)"

Dr. Arthur ignored Charlotte and remained calm.

Instead, it was Bruce beside him who widened his eyes.

Although I don’t understand why Dr. Arthur determined that Charlotte was a normal person, I was shocked!

Looking at Dr. Arthur's indifferent attitude, Charlotte felt bored.

Gwen is fun!

With a turn of his eyes, Charlotte scratched his afro and turned to look at Bruce Banner beside Arthur.

"Hey man, what do you do for a living?"

"Uh..." Bruce opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Bruce still wore his homeless outfit and used the strategy of hiding from the public to avoid the military's pursuit.

And Arkham Asylum was also a hiding place that he really investigated.

Charlotte pinched her chin and looked at Bruce:

"Look at your dirty hair, beard, old clothes full of holes, seven-tenths washed jeans, and the dirty cloth bag you carry with you.

I knew at first sight that you must be a scientist."

"Ah?" Bruce's heart tightened. You can see that too!

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! I'm a homeless person!!" Bruce announced loudly.

You are quite proud~

He thought he was dressed exactly like a homeless man, with every detail taken care of.

But how did Charlotte see that?

He didn't know how to ask Charlotte, and Charlotte's eyes had already moved away from him.

Turning around, Charlotte found a group of patients leaning against the window, their eyes staring at him.

Charlotte was relaxed and raised her hand to greet them.

But the patients remained unmoved and silent, just leaning against the window and looking at you.

Everyone who is often taken to mental hospitals knows that the mental illnesses in the movies are all acted out, and the mental illnesses in the movies have been artistically rendered and exaggerated.

Real mental illness doesn't look any different, especially since it's more peaceful with medication.

Just by looking at their eyes, Charlotte realized that in fact, in this Arkham Sanatorium, he, Bruce and Dr. Arthur were the most abnormal people.

Doctor Arthur also found the patient and told Bruce:

"Don't talk nonsense or run around. Keep your distance and be careful not to irritate them..."

Bruce remained indifferent and silent. Now that he had found Charlotte, he no longer planned to hide in the mental hospital.

Although Bruce was dressed in tattered clothes and had unkempt hair.

But Dr. Arthur found that he did not have the stink of a mentally ill person, and he spoke clearly and did not talk to himself.

So Dr. Arthur has always been skeptical about Bruce's claim that he is mentally ill.

He felt that Bruce was more like a reporter pretending to be a psychopath and trying to sneak into Arkham Sanatorium to investigate.

She picked up the mashed potatoes and stuffed them into her mouth. The food was tasteless and unpalatable. Charlotte chewed the spoon in silence.

Damn! I thought the food would be better after changing the chef.

While chewing the spoon, Charlotte said:

"Doctor Arthur, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first~"

Arthur glanced at Charlotte, who had only eaten a spoonful of mashed potatoes, and expressed his contempt for Charlotte's waste of food.

He pushed the mashed potatoes in front of him aside and asked:

"Charlotte, won't you stay and take a look?"

"No~" Charlotte sighed:

“e=(′o｀*)))Ah, if I stay any longer I will be seen naked.

Dr. Arthur, my towel is about to fall off, do you have any normal clothes for me to wear?"

"Yes, it's a farewell gift I prepared for you before you were discharged from the hospital last time~

It's a pity that you left in a hurry and didn't have time to take it with you. It's a good opportunity to take it with you this time."

There are gifts? I left in a hurry last time, but I didn't expect such a good thing!

Charlotte looked forward to the gift.

Half an hour later, Charlotte walked down the street in hospital pants on the lower body and a white short-sleeved shirt with "Arkham Mental Asylum, Discharge Souvenir" printed on it on the upper body.

Dr. Arthur also gave Charlotte a handbag with the same pattern.

It is said that there is rarely an opportunity to give these two things away, so Charlotte really found a treasure.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when I walk on the road, Charlotte always feels like someone is spying on her.

Bruce quickly followed, also carrying his rag bag, and came to Charlotte's side and said:

"Charlotte Parker.

One of the reasons why I came to this mental hospital was actually to find you!

There is one thing I need your help with.”

"Oh, Dr. Banner, is there anything I can do for you?

Anyone who knows me knows that—

I love helping others the most!! "