Marvel: Psychiatrist

Chapter 24: Tony is shocked! Is this milk tea for sale? ! [Extra Chapter]

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In Tony's shrunken pupils, Lorien saw a spark of realization. Lorien had just said something that clearly shocked Tony. After hearing these words, Tony sat up straight, adjusted his clothes, then looked at Lorien and extended his hand.

"Tony Stark."

"It seems I overestimated my own understanding," Tony admitted.

Lorien extended his hand with a smile. "Lorien. A psychiatrist with a bit of character."

At the same time, since Stephen would eventually become the Sorcerer Supreme, Lorien asked everyone to introduce themselves.

"Stephen Strange. A surgeon," Stephen added briefly.

After the introductions, Stephen realized Tony's main purpose was to see Lorien, not him. And with surgery time approaching, Stephen decided to leave.

"I have an operation at noon, so I need to head out," Stephen said.

Lorien nodded. "Have a good trip."

Tony waved his hand. "Good luck with the surgery, Doctor."

With that, Stephen left, and the conversation between Lorien and Tony began in earnest. Lorien didn't mention the cost of his services to Tony. There was no need; Tony had plenty of money. Of course, Lorien wouldn't overcharge just because Tony was rich.

"Alright, we can get into details. Where do you think we should start?" Tony asked, taking off his sunglasses and looking at Lorien.

Lorien took a sip of his milk tea and replied, "Let's start from the beginning. First point: Bruce Banner."

Tony nodded, signaling for Lorien to continue.

"Regarding Bruce Banner, it's simple. I don't know either. The last time we spoke was at the end of last year, so we haven't seen each other for several months. But I saw on the news that Banner was involved in the Sokovia operation. Logically, you should know more about his current whereabouts than I do. So, where is he now?"

Tony was silent for a moment, then exhaled deeply. "Well, I don't know either. After the battle of Sokovia, Hulk and a Quinjet disappeared simultaneously. We searched for a long time but came up with nothing."

With Tony's technological prowess, finding someone on Earth should be easy. So, if they couldn't find him, there was only one conclusion.

"Hulk traveled into space with the Quinjet," Lorien stated.

Tony sighed, closing his eyes and nodding. It was evident he thought the same.

"Alright, the second point," Lorien continued. "The Avengers issue isn't something for me to solve. You're concerned about what to do with the Avengers, right?"

Tony looked at Lorien in surprise, nodding in agreement. "Yes."

"The internal problems of the Avengers shouldn't be my concern. That's your responsibility. The question isn't about the Avengers' issues but about your concerns with them. These are different matters."

Lorien paused, then continued. "The Avengers' problems can't be fixed overnight. Debating your existence is a broader issue. There are too many people in this world, each with their own thoughts and emotions. You can't please everyone. So, if you're trying to force the Avengers to change the status quo, it's impossible. You need to go with the flow, wait for the right moment, and then make a change. This requires patience and building strength."

Lorien, a psychiatrist, wasn't one to give vague, philosophical answers. Psychological issues often stem from real-life difficulties. The best therapy is to help solve these real-life problems.

Tony put his sunglasses back on, deep in thought, while Friday, his AI assistant, analyzed Lorien's advice. The voice in Tony's ear echoed the analysis.

"Sir, the probability of the Avengers immediately changing the status quo is 0.16%. Following Dr. Lorien's advice, the less you do, the fewer mistakes you'll make. You need to continue upgrading your armor until the opportunity to change things presents itself."

Friday's voice, though indifferent, provided a realistic outlook. The analysis suggested that Tony should refrain from taking action for now and focus on improving his technology.

After hearing Friday's analysis, Tony removed his sunglasses again and placed them on the seat. Leaning back in his chair, he picked up the milk tea and took a sip. "Well, it seems there are times when I can't push through no matter how much I want to."

Tony shook his head, slightly frustrated, and continued drinking his milk tea. Lorien saw no need to elaborate further and continued, "Then the third point—"

"Wait!" Tony interrupted. He was staring at the milk tea with wide eyes, then took another sip before turning to Lorien. "What is this called, milk tea? Do you have the recipe? Or do you sell it? I'm confident it could replace 30% of the coffee market share in the United States within a year."

Lorien: ...

Tony, you're impossible!