Chapter 1135: Shiller is Not Going to Work Today (Part 1)_2

After a while, the door was knocked again. Victor's voice came from outside: "Hello, this is Victor, may I come in?"

"Come in." Shiller straightened his tie and put his hands on the table. He looked at the incoming Victor and asked, "How come it's you who came? Where's Cobblepot? He told me he'd come later to pick up the medicine, so I've been waiting until now."

"Don't ask, he didn't have time to come." Victor shook his head, walking inside and looking around at the new office's environment, his gaze fell on the bed.

He walked over, sat on the bed, touched the bed sheet with his hand, and exclaimed, "No wonder, you didn't want to stay in the dormitory at Gotham University. The conditions here are much better than there."

Shiller walked out from behind the desk, came to the sofa area, and relaxed in the seat. He shook his head and said: "Thanks to those lunatics glowing with green light, I finally have a decent office."

After saying this, he turned around, looked at Victor on the other side through the glass partition wall, and asked: "What happened to Cobblepot? How is it possible that he's so busy that he doesn't even have time to pick up medicine for his mother?"

"Remember the last time Gotham's citizens went mad?" Victor lay on the bed, his hands on his chest, looking at the ceiling, and said: "I donated the freeze weapons to the Gotham Police Department and led the students to subdue those mad citizens. Now, most of them are frozen in the cold room, waiting for the antidote to be developed and thawed."

"Batman quickly developed an antidote. He added it to Gotham's water recycling system."

"But, the effects weren't good enough just relying on absorption through the skin and oral administration. The best way now is to melt part of the ice and then administer it through injection."

"But there are thousands of mad patients. All the nurses in Gotham were exhausted to the point of breaking their hands and still couldn't complete all the injections. Wayne Enterprises indeed hired nurses from other places at a high price, but it's like a drop in the bucket."

"Gordon wants to organize nurse training, or injection training. The process of intravenous operation is not complicated, and you get used to it with practice. But most Gothamites are used to being careless. Can you have the burly mob members practice injections?"

"In the end, Cobblepot could only lead the older children in the Children's Gang to training. Without him there, these kids wouldn't study seriously. Therefore, he has been working overtime training nurses recently and genuinely doesn't have much time to come here for the medicine."

Victor got up from the bed, sat down on the sofa across from Shiller. At this time, Mrs. Miller came in with a kettle. She naturally continued Victor's topic.

"Although those brats are mischievous, their hands are more dexterous than adults. Many of them have worked in the kitchen folding meal boxes or packing bags. This is a very valuable work experience."

Shiller asked with some doubt: "Then why is our hospital so empty? Aren't our nurses idle?"

Mrs. Miller rolled her eyes and said: "Because psychiatric nurses are not good at giving injections. What they're best at is matching wits with patients who want to hide their medications and physically fighting patients who suddenly go mad. Also, the most important and headache-inducing task that all nurses in the world must do - reminding doctors to put things back in their place."

Shiller shrugged slightly. After Mrs. Miller left, he pointed his chin at the door and said, "That's the biggest drawback of this new office. I get scolded at least three times a day."

Victor chuckled at Shiller's misfortune and said, "When in the office, you always scold Anna and me for not putting things back after using them. Now it's your turn, isn't it?"

"That's because what you guys use is my stuff," Shiller answered discontentedly, "Do I need to recount how you and Anna lost six of my pens in a week?"

Shiller took a sip of water and looked at Victor, asking, "Has Bruce reported to you yet? What's he studying? Physics or chemistry?"

"Physics," Victor answered. He broke a piece of finger biscuit from the metal bucket on the table in half, eating while saying, "Why are you asking just now? He's already attended a group meeting."

Shiller also broke off a piece of the finger biscuit, put it in his mouth and raising his eyebrows, asked, "Just your meeting with him?"

"Didn't I tell you? I've taken in some graduate students."

"The first one is Master Cold. He went astray when he was young and self-educated in prison. Still, he always yearned for campus life and wanted to receive systematic education. His research direction is somewhat similar to mine but not exactly the same. To be precise, he isn't my student. He's fully capable of leading a topic group himself."

"However, he's very modest. He contacted a professor he knew from his prison days to write him a letter of recommendation. He's officially become a graduate student at Gotham University."

"Another one is Pamela, I don't know if you remember her. She's a junior in the Biology Department at Gotham University and was about to graduate. But during the citizen madness disaster, her classmates abandoned her and even used her as bait. This made her very sad and angry."

Bruce's girlfriend saved her, and they became best friends. Pamela is a bit disheartened and doesn't plan to continue her studies. But Selina persuaded her, wanting her to cherish her time at school."

Victor shook his head and said, "Her psychological shadow is quite severe, or perhaps, her psychological state itself may have some problems. She wasn't in good spirits, but she listened to Selina's advice and didn't drop out."

"But she doesn't want to see the classmates from her department again, so she applied for graduate school ahead of time, wanting to come to the Physics Department."

"Although I believe she's more suited to the research direction of life science, Gotham University doesn't have a mentor in this field. So I let her be enrolled here in theory, carry out free research, and then maybe go to Metropolitan University when she does her PhD."

Victor sighed and said, "She's a gifted girl, as though she can talk to plants. I've seen her undergraduate research results, they're very astonishing. Those classmates treated her like that, perhaps out of jealousy. She's a genius."

Shiller nodded and said, "It's a pity if she doesn't continue studying. When you go back, encourage her. If she feels upset, she should see a psychologist. She should know better than anyone else that medications are effective."

"Tell me about Bruce." Shiller looked at Victor and said, but he didn't see any signs of exasperation on Victor's face. On the contrary, when mentioning Bruce's studies, Victor's eyes were shining, and he spoke with some excitement:

"He's also a genius! A thorough genius! And he is very interested in physics, and his research enthusiasm is quite high!"

I have to say, in the first group meeting, from thesis initiation to group discussion, he performed the best!"

Shiller was stunned.