Chapter 48: Uncle Ben's Thriller!

Hospital surgical consultation room.

"Do you know him? The man who attacked you?"

'Christine asked as she dressed Strange's wound.

"Yes, I didn't recognize it at first, but I remember it now."

Strange exhaled and said, "His name is Dan. Steyn, whose wife I once operated on, tried to take care of his ex-wife even though he was divorced."

"Do you remember all your patients this well?"

Christine was amazed at how good his memory was.

Strange shook his head. "No, it's just that there's something special about him. He's very talkative, he likes to fish and play the stock market, and we have a few things in common -- 90s pop metal bands like Poison, Clown Crewe, Wanted and Gwen."

"And he has a daughter, Rebecca, I think."

Christine listened to the other side's words, a little strange asked: "I don't understand, why you are so familiar with him still try to hurt you, it seems that he and you have a deep hatred."

"I don't know."

Strange put his left hand over his sore forehead. "He's a nice guy. I'm pretty sure of it. He looks like the kind of honest guy who apologizes when he steps on a cockroach.

Christine thought for a moment and asked, "Did you refuse to operate on his wife? Maybe that makes a person explode."

"Do you think I'm a cold man, too?"

Strange raised his eyes and looked at Christine.

Christine paused for a moment, then slowly shook her head, "No, doctors are not gods and can't save everyone. You turn away many patients, but that's normal. You're a little arrogant, but you're not the kind of person who doesn't have a 'heart.'"

"I don't know if you're praising me or insulting me."

Strange smiled wryly. "I have often wondered if what I have done so far has been right for Dr Strange. Should we continue to be Dr. Strange in the future? . "

The more I tried to maintain the ways of Dr Strange, the more people died, and my brother died because of me..."

Before he could finish, Christine interrupted him.

"And while I'd like to say, Strange, that it's not your fault, I don't suppose you'll be able to let it go. I'd like to say that all you can do is keep going when you don't know if it's the right path."

Strange, who was slightly shocked for a moment, looked away from Christine's face and said, "Thank you for your advice, Christine, but back to the point, I did not refuse to operate on Dan's wife, in fact, the operation went well, I am not the kind of person who only looks after money, and I have not forgotten my Hippocratic oath."

"HMM."

Christine nodded. 'Then why did he try to hurt you?'

"That's what I wonder."

Strange frowned. "There was a light in his eyes that wasn't his, he..... It looks like a new person!"

"What, exactly, would turn a man into another who cast his eyes on the wound in his hand, he whispered:

People?"

"You can talk to him later, he is under the control of security and Christine is confused and can't hurt you."

"So be it."

Strange, getting up, suddenly remembered something else.

"What do you know about Peter Parker?"

"Didn't we talk about this last time? He's a patient of Dr. Lane's."

"But I want to know more."

Strange said, "He just saved my life."

"Uh-huh."

Christine recalled the impression Peter had made on her. "He was so mysterious that even Mrs Webb said his fate was unfathomable."

Hesitantly, she did not remove Dr. Lane from Peter. Tell me about Parker's file.

Maybe now is not the best time.

"Maybe you can get some presents and forget about the last time he slapped you."

Christine made a suggestion to the other person.

"Well, that's a good idea."

Strange wanted to tell her that Peter had single-handed Dan, but he never did.

Two people are talking, suddenly the department door was knocked.

Christine got up to answer the door and talked to the nurse outside.

"What happened?"

Seeing that there was something wrong with Christine's face when she returned, Strange had a bad feeling in his heart

"Dan is dead."

"What? !"

Strange was stunned at the news.

...

Forest Hills, the Parkers.

Peter had no idea what was going on in the hospital.

Now he is listening to Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben, discuss the problem of family expenses.

"The problem with credit cards, if you can't pay too much, it's a bottomless pit.

Uncle Ben raised an objection to the credit card.

"My pension will last for a while, and maybe I can find a part-time job, like driving a taxi."

Next to Peter, originally wanted to say his prepared reasons.

He has justified the money he got from the Hand Club, and the school has waived tuition and awarded him some cash for his good grades.

Although the reason is a little lame, but as long as Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben do not go to the school to scrutinize, they are ready to fake the real school letter, you can easily fool.

But now he heard that Uncle Ben was going to drive a taxi, and his brow immediately knitted.

He remembered Uncle Ben, like it was supposed to end with him being robbed and shot.

If Uncle Ben had been driving a cab, he would have been killed every day. What is this?

The inertia of history? !

"Maybe I can help a little."

"Said Peter aloud.

Aunt May looked at him and quickly shook her head.

"What are you going to do? Peter, paper route? It's not an easy job, your uncle did it when he was a child, but it left a psychological shadow."

Peter looked at Uncle Ben in doubt, can there be a psychological shadow on the paper?

Aunt Mei tried to stop Uncle Ben's speech: "No, Ben, don't elaborate on that! Peter is a child!"

"He's grown up, ahem, actually... It was a long time ago. Where I lived, there was a woman named Maggie. Many people called her Crazy Maggie."

Uncle Ben gets excited, and Aunt May can't stop it.

"She had a whole herd of cats, dozens at least, and she kept bringing in new cats from outside, and she brought home feral cats when she saw them, and she went to shelters and brought home cats that were dying, and I heard she stole other people's cats."

"She lived a very regular life, coming out of the house every day to get letters and newspapers, and then watering her dying flowers. She spent most of the day sitting at the window, staring blankly out, waiting for me to bring the paper to her door.

'Wait!

"Uncle Ben, don't tell me it ended like I thought." Peter cast his shocked eyes on Uncle Ben.