Planeswalker in Marvel

Osborne Group staff restaurant.

Li Feng slowly picked up half a piece of steak with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he beat his chest with one hand as if he was choking. He picked up the wine glass with the other hand and drank the wine.

On the side, Lada, whose smile had long been stiff, hurriedly poured 82... beer for Li Feng.

Watching Li Feng drink the wine in one gulp again, and even burping while picking up the steak, Lada's heart had already reached the point where she couldn't help but feel unhappy.

As he climbed from the bottom to the top step by step, he believed that his body fat was not free of charge. From beggars and mentally retarded people to financial bosses and important political figures, he had seen all the people and scenes he needed to see, but he couldn't eat steak. Forget it without red wine. What the hell is a steak paired with three bottles of beer?

This is a steak that can be served as a meal.

If Norman Osborn hadn't regarded Li Feng as a guest, he would have wanted to pinch Li Feng's neck and ask: Are you really a miracle doctor, not an alcoholic who comes out of the corner of your neck...

Just when Rada was deeply suspicious, the door of the restaurant was pushed open by a group of doctors, and then he saw Norman Osborne, who was supposed to be lying on the hospital bed and relying on a ventilator to support his life, running briskly towards Li Feng.

Holding the grass, what did I see... In an instant, Lada threw all her previous doubts into the trash can. Without saying anything, she picked up the bottle like a waiter and continued to add wine to Li Feng.

Li Feng glanced at Vision, who continued to provide treatment for Norman Osborn, and squinted at Stark with contempt, saying: "Hey, isn't this kid Stark who claims to be a genius, but I... Why do you feel that Vision’s healing skills last longer than yours?”

"Uh~" Stark rolled his eyes, how should he answer this question?

Vision's mana comes from another dimension, and since his body is made of vibranium, there are no side effects. Of course, he can squander his mana as if it were free.

But what about his magic power? He cultivated it bit by bit over time.

Compete with Vision about the maximum mana limit and who can last longer. Haha, unless he is crazy, he will love whoever he is.

On the side, Norman Osborne, who reached out to Li Feng to shake hands, was speechless and manic.

Normally, the education he received told him that he shouldn't interrupt other people's conversations, it was neither polite nor gentlemanly, but now that the death scythe is on his neck, it's not within the normal range.

Having said that, can being a gentleman and being polite increase your lifespan? If not, please roll away and cool down.

"Hello, Mr. Austin," Norman Osborn interrupted the pleasant conversation between Li Feng and Stark with a strong voice, looked at Li Feng with blazing eyes, and asked excitedly: "You can really cure retrovirus hyperplasia. sick"

"Reversal... uh~ what the hell..." Li Feng, who had never heard of retrovirus proliferation, opened his magic eye and glanced at Norman Osborn, and then looked at Stark in confusion.

Bah, you scumbag... Stark, who was too lazy to explain, pinched the tip of his nose and asked, "How are you going to treat Mr. Osborn?"

If you don’t explain it, don’t explain it. What’s so great about it? It can all be done with magic anyway... Pouting his lips, Li Feng raised two fingers and said confidently: "I have two plans..."

As he spoke, Li Feng took out the Akamanra plaque that had been used as a spell-casting auxiliary prop from his shoulder bag. He lightly snapped his fingers to apply the treatment on Norman Austin and raised a finger, saying: "My mana, The spells are more reliable than Vision, and one cast can last for a month."

Patting the Aka Manra plaque, Li Feng said with a vulgar expression, "Especially after the sun sets, keeping your daughter's ticket will be tortured to death by your kidneys."

Haha...Norman Osborn raised his eyebrows and listened to Li Feng continue: "The disadvantage is that the spell needs to be re-cast every month, and the intermediate medicine cannot be stopped, otherwise it will be easily wasted. As for the advantage, it can be used normally. Just like normal people, you can do whatever you like."

Norman Osborne thought for a while, rolled up his sleeves and gave the doctor a look, indicating that he would draw blood to test the effect of Li Feng's treatment, and asked: "How much is the fee for each spell cast, and how long does it take for complete healing?"

"I don't know the specific time," Li Feng scratched his head, opened his eyes again and carefully observed Norman Osborne's soul, and said: "It will start in about three years, and it can be cured in ten years at most. As for the remuneration issue..."

Adhering to the principle of leaving professional issues to professionals, Li Feng looked at Stark and said, "I am a hands-off shopkeeper. You should talk to Stark...'s secretary, Ms. Potts."

"..." Stark glared at Li Feng angrily. Although he was unhappy, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he nodded slightly to indicate that it was okay, and at the same time, he was thinking in his heart about how to maximize the benefits.

Norman Osborne was a little disappointed when he saw that Li Feng avoided talking about the remuneration issue.

This was a matter of life and death. If Li Feng was willing to use money to solve it, it would be the lightest option for him. Even if Li Feng asked for the Osborne Group, Norman Osborne would dare to call his secretary and legal advisor on the spot. Signed the share transfer contract in front of Li Feng.

It’s just money, and it’s not like he’s never seen it before. As long as he ensures good health, he is confident in establishing a second Osborne Group.

Unfortunately...the choice of price fell into Stark's hands.

Norman Osborne knew very well that the reward he paid was by no means as simple as money.

Sighing slightly in his heart, Norman Osborne said: "I want to listen to the second option before making a decision."

"In fact, I prefer the second treatment option. At least I don't need to run around every other month. It's too troublesome..."

Li Feng complained casually, picked up the wine glass and took a big drink to moisten his throat, and said: "The second option is to carve a magic circle for you to warm your soul."

"The disadvantage is that stable energy is required to provide energy for the magic circle, and you will fall into a deep sleep, similar to a vegetative state..."

Speaking of this, Li Feng suddenly thought of something. He looked at the doctors like a curious child and asked, "How do vegetative people avoid starving to death? Grind food into powder, mix it with potion, and inject it into the stomach."

The doctors twitched their mouths and looked down at their shiny leather shoes while holding back their smiles.

"Haha, Mr. Austin is so funny..." Norman Osborne cursed mentally retarded and asked, "What's the benefit?"

"Lie down for half a year, and your ailments will be cured when you wake up," Li Feng said with a shrug.

Only half a year...Norman Osborne was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

On the one hand, I have been worried for several years, fearing that one day I will get sick, and on the other hand, I only need to sleep for half a year to recover. Normal people will choose the second option.

Moreover, the Osborne Group is a large enterprise with a complete management system. The disappearance of the chairman for half a year will not cause any big waves at all.

When he wakes up, he can easily take back the power of the group and continue to live a life without shame.

It makes me happy just thinking about it...

"I choose the second option," Norman Osborne said forcefully, then spread his hands, winked at Li Feng, pretended to be innocent, and said with a smile: "Besides, you called me to the Osborne Group and asked for information. Stabilizing energy obviously allows me to choose the second treatment option."

Li Feng shrugged undeniably, stood up, rubbed his hands as if to do something serious, and asked: "Now that you have chosen the treatment plan, please prepare the room where the magic circle is carved, Mr. Osborne."

"What are the room requirements?" Norman Osborne asked.

Seeing Li Feng spread his hands to show that it didn't matter, Norman Osborne turned to look at Lada. Lada, who understood the situation, immediately put down the bottle of wine and trotted out of the restaurant.

"I'll take a look and prepare to draw the magic circle," Li Feng said, following Lada.

Stark scratched his brows, pulled Vision to follow Li Feng, and said with a smile, "You don't mind if I steal from you."

Li Feng rolled his eyes at Stark, and the two brothers put their hands on Stark's shoulders, saying: "When charging for treatment, remember to include the material fee. This thing is very expensive. Oh, yes, and your tuition fees, too. It’s quite expensive…”

Norman Osborne, who had long been prepared for bloodletting, ignored Li Fengming's robbery-like blackmail.

Again, money is nothing to those who have a mine at home. If it’s gone, it’s gone. What a big deal.

On the contrary, it is an appetite problem. I have been unable to eat or sleep well since I fell ill.

It just so happens that it is more serious to ask the chef to prepare some special delicacies while you are feeling well now. Otherwise, it will be half a year before the next time you taste delicious food.

More than half an hour later, Norman Osborne picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth, and walked briskly into a sterile laboratory.

"Mr. Osborne," Li Feng patted the biological cultivation nest that was engraved with runes and filled with nutrient solution, indicating that everything was ready.

"Mr. Austin, thank you for your help..." As he spoke, Norman Osborne took a deep breath, took off his clothes and attached various electrodes that captured life characteristics. Finally, he jumped into the biological cultivation nest and rushed Doctor Li Feng gave a thumbs up, indicating that the treatment had officially begun.

Li Feng nodded and snapped his fingers to activate the magic circle.

The moment the runes shone, Norman Osborn fell into a coma. The doctors who had been prepared immediately ran to the computer to check Norman Osborne's physical data and shouted:

"The heart rhythm is normal,"

"The blood pressure is normal,"

"Brain waves are normal,"

"The cell...no, it's the virus...suspected of entering a dormant state"

As various data were continuously compiled into the artificial intelligence within the group, one of the doctors looked at Lada, who was clenching his fists, and said in surprise: "The data analysis shows that the probability of Mr. Osborne being cured is as high as 90%, and the remaining [-]% is Ten out of ten are genetic stoppage diseases..."

Wealth and status were finally saved... Lada breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the doctors to continue working. When she turned to look at Li Feng, she showed a grateful face and asked, "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Li Feng scratched his head, spread his hands and said, "There is no medical advice..."

With that said, Li Feng waved his hand to open the portal, said "Stark, I'll leave the rest to you" and disappeared in front of everyone.

You make me feel like your little brother... Stark curled his lips and said cheerfully: "Dr. Radha, please take me to visit the Osborne Group and introduce some researchers who are good at biology."

I'm afraid the key point is to check whether the researcher is qualified to join your biological research team... He knows it clearly in his heart. Lada doesn't dare to say anything. His boss has not been cured yet.

"I'm happy to oblige," Rada said, opening the door of the sterile room and making a gesture of invitation.