I persuaded Tony to believe in science at Marvel

Chapter 52 I am Doctor Strange
My name is Stephen Vincent Strange
Is a famous neurologist.

i have a good life
many luxury cars
several mansions
Excellent medical talent.

and beautiful girlfriend.

I don't know how many open and secret struggles are hidden in the peaceful life.

I just ordered an Iron Man flavored ice cream.

Actually, I don't like Iron Man.

It's just that this flavor of ice cream is not bad.

Although the price is slightly more expensive
But I don't care.

As long as I have my hands, which are comparable to high-end machines, I have endless wealth.

I guess it's peer jealousy.

To be honest, I don't believe that sitting in an ice cream shop and eating Iron Man flavored ice cream can burn your hands.

An old man who looks Asian is holding a water glass that I think is a water glass, but it doesn't look like a water glass at all.

He chatted with me politely and said hello.

His life was not smooth, but according to him, his family moved here during China's Qing Dynasty.

It used to be a family with a deep heritage, and donated a lot of money to his motherland and people.

I admire him very much, and admire him even more.

There are very few people who can not forget their hometown so much, not to mention that he has never been back there.

But rooted outside.

Maybe it's a blood connection.

We exchanged phone calls, and even though he was wearing homeless clothes at the moment, I felt that he was a great inspiration to my life.

Then, when I handed him the business card, I handed it out of courtesy, but the lights on the ceiling suddenly fell down.

It hit a clerk at a counter.

The clerk accidentally touched a mop and hit a very cute Garfield.

The Garfield leaped forward, onto the table and meowed.

actually knocked over the glass

It was sprinkled firmly on my hands.

I was burned.

According to my common medical knowledge, the wound surface is only visible scattered small blisters, and the base of the wound surface is mainly red and white. This type of wound surface generally belongs to deep second-degree burns.

So I went to the hospital and got bandaged.

It was a big blow to my life.

I just don't know why, but the pain from the burn didn't make me sleepless, but made me sleep more deeply, and definitely reached a state of deep sleep.

Woke up the next day feeling refreshed.

Just when I was habitually breathing.

Suddenly, he found that the bandages on his hands were missing.

There were also no signs of deep second-degree burns.

For a while I thought I was dreaming.

So I slapped myself hard on the left cheek.

It was very painful, and I left palm prints when I looked in the mirror, and I realized that this was not a dream.

I thought yesterday's experience was a dream

Like Freud's interpretation of dreams
I do sometimes worry about someone hurting my hands.

So I had such a dream that was unlikely to happen at all.

I went to that ice cream shop again the next day.

There are new light bulbs being replaced, and there is a very happy old man who talked to yesterday at the door.

Make me sure it's not a dream.

I find everything very surreal.

I started to doubt science.

If all this can't be explained by science, then what is it?

But then I found out that a friend of mine, Dr. Conners, was working on a drug for the regeneration of severed limbs at Osborn Enterprises.

I have to suspect that although the regeneration of severed limbs has not been realized, the development of science can already heal burns overnight.

I thought it was done by the old man who I admired a lot. I was very happy to chat with me. I learned about my profession, and I was afraid that I would not be able to perform surgery in the future, so I secretly helped me.

But when I went to his house as a guest with a gift in the afternoon, I felt that I was thinking too much.

This is a very tough family.

And the faces of the wife and daughter are definitely not staged.

Instead of helping them, I introduced him to a job.

I know dignity is more important than money.

It's actually a good feeling to help people.

So this night I had a drink or two and went to bed early.

I slept better this time.

I decided to help others more in the future.

But for some reason, my ass hurts.

It's like the pain of being raped by a strong man.

i can't understand

But when I just reached out to touch it.

My hands look like I have Parkinson's.Shaking constantly.

To be honest, I once again doubted my medical knowledge.

Why am I so young?

Sherlock Holmes once said that there is no perfect crime in the world, and if all the impossible are eliminated, the remaining one, no matter how incredible, is still true.

So I am going to go to the hospital to check the hand problem first.

Then buy some pinhole cameras and install them around yourself.

I doubt where I sleepwalked, or was experimented by some Frankenstein.

This is a little more scientific than God and devil.

So I'm out.

The slight trembling doesn't affect my driving.

But I also reduce the speed to the minimum.

for safety.

It's just the pain in my butt that's driving me crazy.

When passing by xx Street, I stopped at the intersection traffic lights.

A cute black cat walked across the road in front of me.

I don't believe this legend, strangely there is a power outage around here.

Before the police arrived, I got out of the car and chatted with the florist's daughter.

She is very beautiful and has a lot of temperament. I advised her to study medicine so that she can practice by my side in the future.

She happily agreed.

The florist is painting the walls.

My car keys suddenly fell out of my hand when I flicked them.

fell under the ladder.

It all seemed too coincidental.

But I didn't care.

Instead, go there and pick up the key.

Will there be bad luck?
I do not believe.

When I got the key, the police had already come to direct the traffic.

Isn't this a sign of luck?
After getting in the car and closing the door, the little girl's eyes were full of admiration.

I have some use for it.

This is one of the reasons why I buy a sports car.

But at this moment, I heard a couple quarreling on the second floor by the roadside.

The wife's voice is loud.

And yelled that I would never ask for your gift again.

A necklace of emerald gemstones was thrown from the window.

As for why I know so clearly?
Because it just happened to be thrown on the hood of my car.

Before I take it down.

The police signaled to us that it was time to go.

No way, I can only give an apologetic smile behind me.

He took the emerald and handed it to the roadside florist.

Then get in the car and move forward.

The feeling of helping others makes me happy.

It's a lot like saving lives.

It's all a matter of pride.

When I was complacent, a truck pulling steel bars unexpectedly lost control.

Bump like me!

My driving skills are very good, but it's a pity that there is a huge hidden danger in my hands.

I reflect on my whole life before I die.

This is called a marquee, right?

This sleep will be very long, goodbye world.

To my surprise, I was unscathed, even after a physical examination, my body was healthier than ordinary people, and my hands no longer trembled.

Everyone says it's a miracle, but I think it's an unsolved case.

So I typed all the details on Facebook.

If anyone knows, I hope you can contact me after seeing it.

This is my experience as a neurologist.

(End of this chapter)