A mechanical master of a certain manga

Norman Osborn's high-voltage current was turned off, but it was slightly delayed by half a second, and Harry had been blown away by the high-voltage electricity.

Norman Osborn suddenly jumped up from the recliner, turned into a swift shadow and rushed to Harry's side, only to find that his only son had stopped breathing.

"Harry, wake up!" Norman Osborn began to give Harry artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

However, this had no effect. Harry remained motionless, showing no signs of waking up.

"No, how could this happen? I will never allow you to die." Norman Osborn's eyes were red and he seemed to be in a state of madness.

Norman Osborn ran into the refrigerator, took out a super soldier potion, diluted it ten times, and then injected it into Harry.

I don't know if it was luck or because Harry was strong enough. After a while, he saw the little boy twitching all over and then letting out a cry of pain.

As a father, Norman Osborne was heartbroken when he heard this voice, but he was also so happy that he had tears in his eyes. Harry was finally alive, he just had to survive the effects of the medicine.

Moreover, this super soldier potion has been diluted more than ten times, and the effects of the drug should wear off soon.

Norman Osborn's calculations were accurate, and in just half a minute, Harry's body stopped shaking. Although he was sweating profusely, as if he had just taken a shower, Harry finally woke up.

"Dad, what just happened, my body hurts so much" Harry said to Norman Osborn.

"It's okay Harry, you're okay" Norman Osborn said excitedly, hugging Harry.

But within a few seconds, Norman Osborn changed his expression to a serious one and said: "Harry, didn't I tell you not to walk into the laboratory casually? Look at how dangerous it was just now, you almost died." All gone”

Harry heard the stern tone and said a little scared: "But, I heard you shouting loudly outside, Dad, and I thought something had happened to you."

Norman Osborne was suddenly speechless. He really didn't expect this to be the reason. Thinking that Harry only cared about himself, he couldn't say any more reproachful words.

After thinking about it, Norman Osborne said to Harry: "Don't go to school today. I will take you for a detailed physical examination."

"But, there is a Halloween dance at school today." Harry said to Norman Osborn with his innocent eyes blinking.

"After the physical examination, I will send you to the dance." Norman Osborne said without doubt.

"Okay, can I put on my mask?" Harry pointed to the green monster mask on the table, which was the work he made by himself during the last craft class.

"Take it with you. As long as I check that you are okay later, I will accompany you to the dance." Norman Osborne said dotingly.

Harry happily put the green monster mask on his face and ran out of the laboratory mischievously.

When Norman Osborne saw him looking so lively, he let go of most of his worries. It seemed like there was nothing wrong with him.

At the same time, at the Fire Source Company, Luo Xia finally couldn't help but rub his eyes. I spent several hours using my super powers non-stop. Although it wasn't too exhausting, it was really tiring to keep staring at other people's faces.

Moreover, the results of the experiment were not good.

Stephen proposed using drugs to suppress his anger, hoping to make the symptoms of trembling hands disappear. However, repeated failures made him more and more desperate, and in the end he even gave himself a general paralysis.

You know, none of Rorschach is a professional anesthetist. If he is not careful, Stephen will die. Fortunately

As luck would have it, the anesthesia was successful.

However, even in this unconscious state, Rorschach was still able to see Stephen's angry emotions through superpowers.

This seemed to have nothing to do with his physical condition. This anger seemed to be rooted in his conscious space and could not be eliminated at all.

"It is impossible to eliminate this negative emotion through drugs." Banner finally came to this conclusion.

Stephen woke up from anesthesia, and after hearing the news, his whole body seemed to turn gray. For an excellent surgeon, if he can no longer operate on people, he has lost his ability to survive.

Starting from today, he will say goodbye to his previous luxurious life and aura, and will have to worry about three meals a day. Just imagining such a day is enough to make Stephen feel overwhelmed.

Luo Xia didn't know how to comfort this person. He had never seen many salted fish who had lost their dreams, and he couldn't think of any words of encouragement for a while.

Fortunately, Belcher sent him a video at this time, which seemed to give Stephen hope.

"Stephen, do you remember the Jonathan Pangborn you asked your colleagues to help you check before?" Rorschach asked.

"Jonathan Pangborn seemed to have suffered damage to his seventh or eighth spinal cord and was paralyzed, but later I heard that he miraculously recovered. I thought it was a misdiagnosis at the time," Stephen said.

"It's not a misdiagnosis. This miracle is real. My people have just been in contact with this Jonathan Pangborn. You can watch this video." Rorschach transmitted a piece of image data to Stephen's tactical eyepiece.

The footage showed that on a street basketball court, Jonathan Pangborn used a very flexible fake move to bypass the defender, and then successfully dunked beautifully.

Judging from this movement, he is more flexible and agile than ordinary people, and does not look like someone who has broken his spine.

This is a first-person main vision video, as if the person who filmed it had the camera hidden in his eyes.

A voice came from the "Jonathan Pangborn" video, which seemed to be the photographer greeting the patient who had miraculously recovered.

Jonathan Pangborn heard someone calling his name, turned around and asked strangely: "Do I know you?"

"Hello, my name is Belcher. I'm just here to ask, have you had any spinal injuries before?"

"Yes, what's wrong"

"This is a medical miracle. The doctors judged that you were paralyzed and could not be treated. How did you get better?" Belcher asked.

"As a reporter, haven't you reported this several times?" Jonathan Pangborn asked impatiently.

"No, no, no, Mr. Pangborn, you are mistaken. I am not a reporter. But a friend of mine also suffered a spinal injury and is now paralyzed, so I would like to ask you how he got better."

Jonathan Pangborn didn't want to talk about this issue at first, but he couldn't stand Belcher's constant requests, and finally he gave Belcher an answer that sounded like a wild talk.

"I was completely paralyzed at the time, so I tried to exercise my brain. I studied with a group of magicians and saints. Then they carried me up the mountain, and I met my mentor. Under the guidance of the mentor, I felt that my soul I gained sublimation, and then my body healed. Karma Taj, the answer you are looking for is in this place. Unfortunately, it is not easy for you to get to that place, and you need to pay a lot."

This was the answer given by Jonathan Pangborn. Although it sounded like a fairy tale, Rorschach believed that this was exactly what they were looking for.

When the negative emotions caused by this medicine cannot be eliminated by medical means, you might as well try this technology about the soul.