Transformers In Marvel Chapter 271: Stephen Strange
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Good day
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"I can't develop feelings. That's how most idiots screw up." – Light Yagami
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"Mr. Stephen, there is an operation that requires you Щщш...lā"
"Stephen, given your high success rate of surgery, the city government has decided to award you a medal."
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A thin and arrogant man is sitting on the hospital bed with a confused face. His eyebrows are long and narrow, and his eyes are full of sharpness, as well as great sadness and anger. The tall nose, just like his character, never admits defeat but is also full of arrogance because of his abilities.
In a trance, countless words of praise and flattery are going away.
Stephen Strange, a well-known doctor in Philadelphia, is well-known in the medical world for his superb surgical skills. To match it, he charges high surgical fees and has a bad temper.
Steven was sitting on the hospital bed. As a doctor, he had to wear the clothes of a patient at this time and looked weakly at his shaking hands.
These hands have cured countless diseases in the past, but at this time, each finger is implanted with an exoskeleton-like support metal, which is extremely messy.
"My hand, my hand... is there really no way to cure it?" Stephen gritted his teeth and desperately controlled his hands not to tremble, but unfortunately, these hands that made him so proud did not listen to his commands. Shaking slightly.
There is no way to perform surgery on this kind of hand.
"Nick Tims, you are my best assistant, you tell me that there is still a way to heal my hands!" Stephen is like a madman who has lost hope. He does not care about the weakness of his hands and grabs his assistant. Clothes, a look of hope.
Immediately, due to the rash force, a sharp tingling sensation came from both hands. The bones seemed to lose lubrication, and they were directly rubbing hard.
Compared to pain, Stephen is more apprehensive about this touch.
"Stephen, calm down. The most important thing now is self-cultivation. Excessive emotions are not good..." Nick Tims pressed Stephen's shoulders. As Stephen's best assistant, he deeply knew Stephen's pride. , If he tells the truth directly, Stephen will collapse.
"No, Nick Tims, tell me! Tell me! My hands are still saved!" Stephen roared in a low voice, with red eyes, like a ferocious beast with wounds all over his body.
Nick Tims looked at Stephen with complicated eyes. As Stephen's rare friend, he knew deeply that this man full of pride would not ask anything in this almost imploring tone as a last resort.
He doesn't need to say more. As the leading surgeon, Stephen, in fact, knows the condition of his hands better than him.
"Stephen, be quiet, this is not like a calm you..." Nick Tims comforted him in a low voice, and he could only say so.
He personally took charge of the operation on Stephen who was unconscious after the car accident. These hands...really hopeless.
Steven's roar of unwillingness and sorrow is more like the roar of an endangered beast.
"You bastard! You are obviously not sure of curing my hands, so why did you operate on my hands without my permission!" Stephen struggled to stand up, screaming in pain, and hitting the table. The cup and flowers on the top fell to the ground staggeringly.
"Doctor Stephen, please don't do this! If it weren't for the Nick Tims operation in time, your hands would have been completely crippled, and you can't even move them! This can't be blamed on him!" A nurse screamed!
"Nonsense! How could I, how could I be disabled? He shouldn't do my precious dual manual surgery without authorization! He...he..." Stephen pushed the nurse away and knelt on the ground weakly. The metal structure on the surface of his hands and his cheeks pressed against him, feeling the cold and not warm touch, Stephen was desperate.
He is venting, but he still has the most basic ability to judge. Reason tells him that Nick Tims's approach is correct. It's just that he didn't know what to do, he lost his hands, and his career was completely finished.
"Sorry, Stephen... I'm really sorry..." Nick Timms is a middle-aged man, and he stared at the proud old Steven with a look of guilt.
A strong sense of responsibility made him full of self-blame.
If, if his surgery level is higher, Stephen would not be like this?
If he receives news that Stephen is in a car accident, he will act faster, even if it is a second earlier, maybe it won't turn out like this.
But his heart is very clear, no matter how fast he is, it's useless, Steven's ability to keep his hands after the car accident is already the result of his best efforts or his luck.
"I will resign to the hospital..." Nick Tims had a complicated face. He bowed deeply at Stephen, who was kneeling on the ground and buried his face in his hands, and turned and left. ..
This honest doctor feels that he has no face to stay here anymore.
The little nurse was dumbfounded. In one day, the hospital lost two excellent surgeons.
Stephen could not listen to the outside remarks long ago, and his whole person was immersed in regret. Why do you want to drive a sports car out? Why do you want to take that steep mountain road? Why do you want to drive so fast?
As long as he is a little bit more careful, he won't be like this ghost. His pride ~www.mtlnovel.com~His career, his future, are all in these hands.
But from this moment on, it's all gone.
He lost the world.
An arrogant person has lost what he is proud of.
Steven buried himself in his hands, weeping and crying.
A man full of pride secretly cried.
Steven smashed the nurse away, ignoring the obstacles of the people around him, wearing a medical suit, stumbled and ran into the street, staring at the surroundings blankly.
The pedestrians on the street looked at him curiously. None of the citizens of Philadelphia recognized this guy with messy hair, vicissitudes of face, and shaggy beard as the pride of the city.
Stephen passed by a pedestrian after pedestrian helplessly like a passer-by, and no one recognized him.
He ignored the kind-hearted people who came to help enthusiastically and went home in a daze.
This is a very luxurious house. This villa cost Stephen tens of millions of dollars.
On the table in the living room of the villa, there is a picture of Stephen and his brother.
His brother has been dead for a while, and Stephen was still decadent. He has a close relationship with his younger brother. He grew up together when he was a child. He suddenly received news of his brother's death from the government. He was shocked and crazy for a while.
He went to an official and asked about the cause of his brother's death. The official just gave him a reason for a "car accident" and sent him away.
What is even more ridiculous is that his brother died in a car accident. He finally cheered up, but his hands were also destroyed by the car accident.
His younger brother, named Victor Strange. "Mr. Stephen, there is an operation that requires you Щщш...lā"
"Stephen, given your high success rate of surgery, the city government has decided to award you a medal."
...
A thin and arrogant man is sitting on the hospital bed with a confused face. His eyebrows are long and narrow, and his eyes are full of sharpness, as well as great sadness and anger. The tall nose, just like his character, never admits defeat but is also full of arrogance because of his abilities.
In a trance, countless words of praise and flattery are going away.
Stephen Strange, a well-known doctor in Philadelphia, is well-known in the medical world for his superb surgical skills. To match it, he charges high surgical fees and has a bad temper.
Steven was sitting on the hospital bed. As a doctor, he had to wear the clothes of a patient at this time and looked weakly at his shaking hands.
These hands have cured countless diseases in the past, but at this time, each finger is implanted with an exoskeleton-like support metal, which is extremely messy.
"My hand, my hand... is there really no way to cure it?" Stephen gritted his teeth and desperately controlled his hands not to tremble, but unfortunately, these hands that made him so proud did not listen to his commands. Shaking slightly.
There is no way to perform surgery on this kind of hand.
"Nick Tims, you are my best assistant, you tell me that there is still a way to heal my hands!" Stephen is like a madman who has lost hope. He does not care about the weakness of his hands and grabs his assistant. Clothes, a look of hope.
Immediately, due to the rash force, a sharp tingling sensation came from both hands. The bones seemed to lose lubrication, and they were directly rubbing hard.
Compared to pain, Stephen is more apprehensive about this touch.
"Stephen, calm down. The most important thing now is self-cultivation. Excessive emotions are not good..." Nick Tims pressed Stephen's shoulders. As Stephen's best assistant, he deeply knew Stephen's pride. , If he tells the truth directly, Stephen will collapse.
"No, Nick Tims, tell me! Tell me! My hands are still saved!" Stephen roared in a low voice, with red eyes, like a ferocious beast with wounds all over his body.
Nick Tims looked at Stephen with complicated eyes. As Stephen's rare friend, he knew deeply that this man full of pride would not ask anything in this almost imploring tone as a last resort.
He doesn't need to say more. As the leading surgeon, Stephen, in fact, knows the condition of his hands better than him.
"Stephen, be quiet, this is not like a calm you..." Nick Tims comforted him in a low voice, and he could only say so.
He personally took charge of the operation on Stephen who was unconscious after the car accident. These hands...really hopeless.
Steven's roar of unwillingness and sorrow is more like the roar of an endangered beast.
"You bastard! You are obviously not sure of curing my hands, so why did you operate on my hands without my permission!" Stephen struggled to stand up, screaming in pain, and hitting the table. The cup and flowers on the top fell to the ground staggeringly.
"Doctor Stephen, please don't do this! If it weren't for the Nick Tims operation in time, your hands would have been completely crippled, and you can't even move them! This can't be blamed on him!" A nurse screamed!
"Nonsense! How could I, how could I be disabled? He shouldn't do my precious dual manual surgery without authorization! He...he..." Stephen pushed the nurse away and knelt on the ground weakly. The metal structure on the surface of his hands and his cheeks pressed against him, feeling the cold and not warm touch, Stephen was desperate.
He is venting, but he still has the most basic ability to judge. Reason tells him that Nick Tims's approach is correct. It's just that he didn't know what to do, he lost his hands, and his career was completely finished.
"Sorry, Stephen... I'm really sorry..." Nick Timms is a middle-aged man, and he stared at the proud old Steven with a look of guilt.
A strong sense of responsibility made him full of self-blame.
If, if his surgery level is higher, Stephen would not be like this?
If he receives news that Stephen is in a car accident, he will act faster, even if it is a second earlier, maybe it won't turn out like this.
But his heart is very clear, no matter how fast he is, it's useless, Steven's ability to keep his hands after the car accident is already the result of his best efforts or his luck.
"I will resign to the hospital..." Nick Tims had a complicated face. He bowed deeply at Stephen, who was kneeling on the ground and buried his face in his hands, and turned and left. ..
This honest doctor feels that he has no face to stay here anymore.
The little nurse was dumbfounded. In one day, the hospital lost two excellent surgeons.
Stephen could not listen to the outside remarks long ago, and his whole person was immersed in regret. Why do you want to drive a sports car out? Why do you want to take that steep mountain road? Why do you want to drive so fast?
As long as he is a little bit more careful, he won't be like this ghost. His pride ~www.mtlnovel.com~His career, his future, are all in these hands.
But from this moment on, it's all gone.
He lost the world.
An arrogant person has lost what he is proud of.
Steven buried himself in his hands, weeping and crying.
A man full of pride secretly cried.
Steven smashed the nurse away, ignoring the obstacles of the people around him, wearing a medical suit, stumbled and ran into the street, staring at the surroundings blankly.
The pedestrians on the street looked at him curiously. None of the citizens of Philadelphia recognized this guy with messy hair, vicissitudes of face, and shaggy beard as the pride of the city.
Stephen passed by a pedestrian after pedestrian helplessly like a passer-by, and no one recognized him.
He ignored the kind-hearted people who came to help enthusiastically and went home in a daze.
This is a very luxurious house. This villa cost Stephen tens of millions of dollars.
On the table in the living room of the villa, there is a picture of Stephen and his brother.
His brother has been dead for a while, and Stephen was still decadent. He has a close relationship with his younger brother. He grew up together when he was a child. He suddenly received news of his brother's death from the government. He was shocked and crazy for a while.
He went to an official and asked about the cause of his brother's death. The official just gave him a reason for a "car accident" and sent him away.
What is even more ridiculous is that his brother died in a car accident. He finally cheered up, but his hands were also destroyed by the car accident.
His younger brother, named Victor Strange.