Marvel's Priest

Chapter 240 The Curse of Living

As the evening progressed, Nina and Natasha spent the afternoon in the hospital looking at the diary. After getting off work, they went to find the Avengers and the old man who contacted the church and asked them to gather at the Succubus Tavern. She wanted to put on a display to celebrate today.

By the way, she also invited Xia Kaila, but Nina didn't tell everyone why she wanted to treat her to dinner. She just thought it was a celebration to celebrate the victory in the Las Vegas war... But the Asgardians drank too much Now, I don’t eat vegetables. Nina’s head hurts from watching her slam the glass...

There was also an episode on the way. When Strange woke up, he suddenly realized that he was disabled. He almost fainted from fright. He desperately called the dean and asked Nina to help him cure the disability of his hand... ..

Nina's answer was only four sentences: "Your bones have been implanted with foam titanium metal. I can't cure it. There is only one place to save you now. You can go to Kama Taj to find a bald man named Gu Yi... ....”

Foam titanium metal is a metal that Ganata tinkered with in her spare time to repair bones. As long as this new micro-metal particle is injected, it will be embedded in the honeycomb three-dimensional structure of the bone to form a new metal skeleton, which is definitely better than the original human body. Bones should be strong. Eighty-eight years of reading,...o

However, titanium foam has requirements for use. It needs to be operated by experienced doctors and cannot be used on patients with comminuted fractures. Titanium foam is not a magical thing, it just glues bone cracks together.

Comminuted fracture... The bones are deformed, how can they be perfectly bonded? It is very difficult to extract this nano-scale metal again, and it is cheaper than amputation.

Strange understood this, so his heart sank to the bottom for a moment: "Understood, go to Kama Taj to find a medical master named Gu Yi?"

"Uh..." Nina was stunned and said: "That's right, Master"

He was indeed a master, but it was just a little different from the master that Strange understood.

After hanging up the phone, Strange looked at Christine, who was worried about him, and sighed inwardly: "My teaching was not in vain..."

Originally, he was quite unhappy with this person. The reason was... He was a self-made man. He was used as a working animal when he was an intern at the hospital. It took him several years to get ahead, and he finally got a chance to show off his talent. He studied for eighty-eight years,...o This friend of the dean arranged to study next to him at work, and could even preside over an operation without a license. Comparing people with others is so annoying...

Then again, I am now disabled, and my friend who operated on me felt ashamed to face him and did not dare to come. The other doctors also did not come because of his vague and uncertain attitude, for fear that I would borrow their money and run away...

At present, only a few young nurses who studied with him have come to visit him... It is really an indifferent world, and only a few nurses who have just left the society have conscience.

In fact, Strange was thinking a little too much. The reason why the other doctors didn't come was not because they were afraid that he would not repay the loan, but because the hospital was really busy.

The dean ordered that the business be closed for rectification in two days, and all patients had to be transferred to another hospital. There was no time to see a person who had just woken up from the hospital and was unable to speak clearly.

It is estimated that after these two days are over, some doctors with good connections will come to visit me one after another.

Unfortunately, Strange couldn't wait and asked Christine to help him check out a place called Kama Taj. When he found the destination, his eyes looked weird. The map showed that the place was a slum, a medical school worthy of the dean's recommendation. Master, why would you go to a place like this?

Could it be that he is a master who regards money as dirt?

"Kristen, contact Weasel for me. I'm going to Kama Taj right now, find some strong men to push the wheelchair for me, book one... No, charter a plane, and go to the local area immediately to find Gu A master"

The hospital, like the church security, was contracted to Weasel to arrange mercenaries to guard it. Weasel even obtained documents for heavy firepower weapons from the SHIELD network. Weasel took the opportunity to sell a bunch of moldy stray bullets that had been dumped in the warehouse to Nina.

The doctors in the hospital are no strangers to Weasel, a black market businessman, and the hospital's R&D department also has in-depth cooperation with him... Drug research cannot be developed by relying on supercomputers and animal experiments. Many drugs are sent to the black market to find connections. Bring it to a certain country for experimentation, wait until the effect is stable, then report it to the local Food and Drug Administration, and then openly recruit drug testers, just a formality.

Except for a very few unlucky people, there are usually no deaths when trying local drugs, because this is an advertisement for the public, so how can you ruin your own brand?

Christine successfully contacted Weasel and finished Strange's request. Weasel did not shirk. After all, it was a business and there was money to be made: "No problem. The price of a private jet is a bit expensive. Are you really sure you want it?"

Aircraft oil is calculated by ton, there are also a series of expenses such as routes, etc., and you also need to find a professional doctor. Even for a small aircraft, it is estimated to be around 40.

"I'm sure it's best if you can arrange it for me right away."

The phone was on speaker, and Strange also heard Weasel's words, but he did not hesitate. Compared with millions of money, his hands must be more important. As long as his hands can be cured, one million will only last three months. salary.

"No problem. As long as you're willing to pay the premium, you can set off in about half an hour. I'll find someone to pick you up..." Weasel didn't doubt Strange's financial resources. As the top surgeon in Nina Hospital, even if he was extravagant, he could still afford it. .

"it is good"

"Tsk, tsk..." Christine couldn't help but click her tongue. The doctors she usually sees are no different from them. Even her best friend Nina doesn't have the habit of showing off her wealth, but when the critical moment comes... Really, you should not spend your money properly.

The price of a first-class ticket to Kamal Taj is only 6,000. This is a hundred times more than a chartered flight. You are really rich.

The doctors are so arrogant, but the dean still has it

Kristen is looking forward to the start of medical school. As long as she works hard for a few years, she can also get her doctor's license.

Strange finally embarked on the path of magic, causing an accident caused by Ancient One, and Nina led him to Kama Taj... Poor Doctor Strange, he is like a tool...

One of the two "bad guys" is celebrating the war openly, and secretly celebrating his entrance into the soul... So, what is the other "bad guy" doing?

After fighting the one-eyed alien, Ancient One threw Mephisto to his disciples when he returned to Kama Taj.Let them keep an eye on the Demon King while they rest, and don't let him escape or commit suicide.Asking Master Wang to keep an eye on the door, Gu Yi began to restore his magic power to suppress the parasites in his body.

Most of the day passed, and when Gu Yi opened his eyes, he saw Mephisto sitting on her bamboo chair drinking tea with an arrogant look on his face, and next to him was Master Wang who was gritting his teeth with hatred: "This..."

Seeing the teacher wake up, Master Wang said aggrievedly: "Master... Mephisto is shameless, rogue and unreasonable."

Mephisto is a warrior, and his magic power has been sealed, but his physical strength is still there. The mages can't defeat this guy without using magic... But when using magic, this devil king doesn't want any green lotus, and he screams. commit suicide.

They were so upset that they had no choice but to humiliate Mephisto's request, telling him to stop making trouble and sit back and wait for the Ancient Master to get up.

After hearing what happened, Gu Yi almost exploded with anger. He knew he couldn't escape, so he tortured his wife and his apprentice.

Ancient Yi's face was gloomy: "Mephisto... I suddenly thought of a good place to imprison you. With your knowledge, you must have heard of Liuwang's Monsoon Curse."

Mephisto was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, and he immediately jumped a few steps away and put on a defensive posture: "Hey, hey, hey, let's talk it over carefully, don't say such scary things."

Liuwang's Monsoon is a living curse, which is the dark side stripped from the body of the high-latitude monster. If it is locked up with Liuwang's Monsoon, it may not be left with a trace of its soul chewed by the monster's dark side.

"Ha...look at your performance" Gu Yi sneered.

"..." Master Wang looked complicated, a little worried about Gu Yi's condition. He always felt that the teacher had changed and his temper seemed to become more irritable and irritable.

Ancient One noticed the melancholy expression on the king's face, and his expression was startled. He shook his head helplessly. With Dormammu's approach and the influence of the parasite in his body, it was good that he had not turned black. He was just a little grumpy now.

"Master Wang, boil a pot of water. I want to have a good talk with Mephisto."

"Yes, Master..." Wang glanced at the teacher and sighed in his heart. As if he knew the teacher's determination, he walked out of the bamboo house without saying any nonsense. 11... Friends who read books, you can search for "Blue Chinese Network" and you will find this site as soon as possible.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like